Vicious Six Novels & Stories

He clarified, “Believe me, the last thing on my mind on a Saturday is a bunch of old geezers.” “You didn’t text us?” Victor asked skeptically. “I left your mother mid-way…” “I don’t want to hear,” Vance cut his Dad off, disgusted by where his father was sending his mind. “And I won’t repeat myself.” “We still do it, you know,” Victor highlighted his potency, not caring. “But we weren’t doing that.” Vance let out a frustrated sigh and shook his head. “Then who got me here, missing the Sixty Shades of the Dick the Prick episode?” Elder Sybil groused.

Unfortunately, his warning came a little too late as a fist had already landed on his chest before he even had the opportunity to raise his guard. Several dull thuds sounded in quick succession, and it only took a few seconds for him to make the six so-called 'highly-skilled' people lay on the ground. "Graah!" All six screamed in pain, for their ribs had been broken and all of them were vomiting blood. Panic could be seen on their faces, and some were so afraid of Severin killing them that they covered their chests and propped themselves on their elbows while moving back in a hurry. Severin was like a monster when they looked into his eyes.