Revenge 3:Return of the Fallen Ch.3Dan collapsed onto the ground from the punch, and Sky began kicking him brutally in his ribcage. Lewis could only watch helplessly in shock, not suspecting that Sky would react in such a way to Dan's appearance. At last, Lewis decided to stop his brother, grabbing him and pulling him away from the beaten Dan as Sky flailed uselessly in an attempt to attack him once again.
"Let me go! Let me at him! He deserves so much more than a kick to the ribs!" Sky protested and shoved at Lewis to try and get out of his grip, but Lewis held his ground and kept him in place.
Dan got to his feet and rubbed his chest. "I must admit, I believe you broke something. And it wasn't just my heart," he said with a mocking, sympathetic tone.
Sky spat at him.
"Sky, cut it out!" Lewis exclaimed, having to push his younger brother behind him to keep him from attacking their uncle.
"Let me kill him!" Sky screamed, preparing to lunge. Lewis, now out of patience, delivered Sky a knee to his crotch. Sky was pa
Held (G/t) pt.9 I struggled and squirmed harder, stubbornly ignoring his words, chest burning from exaust after my sprint. My heart plummeted to my stomach as I felt myself whipped off of the ground, the air stinging my cheeks at the speed, and my head spinning. Tears stung my red cheeks as I was brought up to his huge face, his piercing grey eyes making my stomach knot. I choked back muffled sobs, the ache in my chest nearly unbearable as his huge orbs absorbed every inch of my trembling body, wrapped up in his tight fist. I had been so close…
I quivered, still squirming desperately in his grip, to which he slightly tightened in response. I cried out, new tears forming at the edges of my eyes, the pressure nearly suffocating, and my squirming stopped, fearful that he would nearly crush me in his hand. Was he angry with me? My lip quivered as I looked down at the rough creases of his hand, desperately avoiding eye contact, feeling his striking gaze travel up and down my body,
TnM.Alt - Capitulo 9 - No Hay LimitesEl entrenamiento era muy duro para un ser humano. La fuerza que adquirían estos chicos al día era sobrenatural, todo lo que entrenaban en un día era el equivalente a lo que un hombre normal aria en un mes entero. Los 5 chicos eran incansables, Thomas y Xavier llevaban pesas en ambos brazos y piernas y sus ejercicios consistían en correr 2 horas sin parar, 300 barras, 500 sentadillas, 200 lagartijas y 1000 abdominales. Después entrenamiento de batalla, completar circuitos de salto, agilidad, reflejos, reacción, golpe, escalado y ataque. Las chicas debían hacer los mismo ejercicios y circuitos pero sin pesas.
- ¡Ah! Me duelen los músculos - Exclamo Xavier.
- No tienes que mencionarlo - Dijo Thomas - Dios, están explotándonos y solo es la primera semana.
- ¿Se sienten bien chicos? - Les pregunto Marie.
- Si descuida - Dijo Thomas mientras trata de levantarse - ¡Ah! esta bien tal vez no.
- ¿No creen que primero deber
There Will Be Fire (Sam Winchester x Demon!Reader) Dean and Sam sat in silence in the Impala about an hour later. Dean had questioned the smell, fogged-up windows, and sulfur, but Sam had ushered him inside before he could start asking serious questions. God, thought Sam. That was a stupid idea. This is gonna turn out just like Ruby. "Just wait", Dean would say, "he'll be stuffing you full of demon blood before you know it!" Sam ran a hand through his hair and sighed. Dean glanced over at him.
"Sammy, you ok?" Sam looked up and saw Dean frowning. Sam nodded.
"Yeah. Just thinking." Dean watched him for a moment before turning back to the road. They were a few miles outside of Salem now, and Dean was close to falling asleep. Sam had to shove him a few times because he had started to swerve. Dean soon, after a few hours, pulled up to a motel. He cut the engine and got out. Sam glanced at the paper (Y/n) had given him and followed. "Hey, Dean?"
Furvus Wolf: Big Wolf PowerBIG WOLF POWER
(For Whom the Bell Tolls, by Metallica starts to play) The camera pans around slow motion images of Furvus, in a black posing Speedo suit, flexing in various poses…every muscle from his arms, shoulders, back, chest, abs, and legs just looks perfectly defined and ripped.
Narrator: What is a bodybuilder’s drive to not only be, but remain a champion? How does the sheer devotion and dedication become accomplished?
Cut to: Furvus working out at a gym. He wears a black string-back tank top and gym shorts. Various scenes of him lifting huge amounts of weight…bench pressing, curling, leg pressing.
Narrator: The pain…the drive to stay on top…be the alpha…the beast.
We see a wall and Furvus rises with a bar holding five large plates on either side against his upper back and shoulders. He growls loud as he does so…a look of great determination on his muzzle…sweat pouring off his m
Snjor White: Bio
Name: Snjór White
Weight: Hates to reveal
Hair: White Silver
Occupation: Dragon Rider
Personality Traits: Brave, quiet, valiant, friendly, playful, becomes serious only when a situation that involves her happens. She sometimes gets a little shy during some conversations.
Likes: Snowball fights, her pet snow dragon Aeron, adventures, ice-cream sandwiches, peace and playing ice hockey
Dislikes: Evil, fire, danger to her people and friends, spicy food and dragon hunters
Attributes: She is an Ice-type warrior. She uses her favorite spear as her prominent weapon in battle. She can create sharp icicles and submerge them from the ground to attack her opponents. She is fast and agile with excellent endurance.
Weaknesses: She is afraid of fire. If she senses a smell of fire, sh
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