Brutal Henti Novels & Stories

Zane stared at me with his dark eyes which waa emotionless and cruel. I didn't want to die not yet. I didn't want to so I have to try and stay alive. I have to do everything in me I scratched at his face and he threw me on the marble tile and I used my head to hit the tile. I shrieked as I felt the sharp pain followed by blood trickling down my head. I felt like I was being stabbed as the pain ran through my soul and I cried out in pain as blood trickled down my head.

One refusal and I will reunite your loving parents in hell as they don't deserve heaven. R: Don't you dare to badmouth about my parents y…you... otherwise... S: Otherwise... (Walking menacingly and gripping her hairs in a tight grip) otherwise what bi**h... R: Crying painfully... ahhhhhh leave me you ba****d keep your filthy hands away from me... S: (clenching his teeth in anger) thud... and with sudden force, her face drifted towards left due to effect of slap... gripping her hairs again...

But Cedric didn’t care—not even a little. He only grew more savage, thrusting into her again and again like a massive hammer pounding without mercy. Each brutal impact jolted Renata’s body violently, her breasts bouncing painfully with the force. He sank his teeth deep into her neck, sharp and unrelenting, leaving angry red marks that would bloom into dark bruises by morning. His left hand squeezed her breast with cruel brutality, fingers pinching her nipple so hard she screamed louder, the pain shooting straight through her like a blade to the bone.

I will graciously kill you. Fast and painless. In death, I suppose there must also be a choice. How do you want to die? Will you end your journey in agony and silently, or will you quickly go into the abyss without pain, leaving behind information that can change something? I stop. The choice is yours. The hunter looked at him angrily, his teeth gnashed, his whole body trembled. Bruk-ta-man slowly began to rip off the flesh from the hunter, he peeled off the skin in small layers, tore muscles, tendons, crushed bones. He did this with great interest and passion, he clearly liked his occupation. The hunter kicked furiously, convulsions ran through his body more and more.

Bruce, weakened and disoriented, could only brace himself for the impending onslaught. Max, known for his brutality in interrogations, took the lead. With a vicious strike, he aimed for Bruce's already battered face. The impact was savage, causing blood to spurt from Bruce's mouth. Each blow served as a chilling reminder of the power these men wielded and their complete disregard for human suffering.

A big part of me feels like he doesn’t want to be here. “One time, he managed to crush the heads of 8 rogues while he was pushing through the crowd. I’ve seen it myself, and it was just pure rage,” Zeke excitedly explained with a large grin on his face as if he was talking about something entertaining. I blinked at him and looked at Amir, but he just shook his head at me. “They attack with fire, Brute hates fire.” Brute said, his voice was deep and monotone. I was surprised that he even spoke.

The big man groaning out immediately in pain, Xander drew Lena out of his hold, quick enough to prevent her from getting shot. “I warned you.“ Brutus hissed out in pain. Holding his bleeding shoulder with his hand to lessen the bleeding while his arms pointed the gun at Xander alternating it to Lena, who expected the worst at this particular moment. He maintained it at Lena, his glare hard. He looked nothing like the nervous man threatening Xander a few moments back. He was ready to lose it all. A wounded animal who had nothing to lose. Xander steeled his glare at him, moving slowly towards Lena reaching for her arm he cradled her to his chest. A wave of calmness rushed through him.

He saw that man forcing him. We got reunited after so long. Won't you welcome your brother? Come on i love this.... don't you? See just like that. It'll be over soon. Keep going yeah. "Stop this. It hurtssss....." he shouted again as he knelt down even more his temple touching the ground and hands over his head. He looked up and shouted only one thing before he fainted "VENESSAAAAA"

on top of me his thrusts are savage it's painful at this point as I claw at him to stop he doesn't then I feel him coming inside me he stays there until he's sure I have milked him dry. I just lay there out of breath shocked that my sweet seventeen year old step brother just attacked me in the back of his truck.

I pull my hand out of Johan's grip and scream the loudest I can. "Stop! " With that, the whole stadium falls silent, and the boys stop firing. All that's is heard, are the weak boy's sobs.