Arcee X Knockout Novels & Stories

Xane said, his voice carrying that lazy drawl that always sounded half amused, “that you actually wasted your allowance on that busted Street Fighter machine at the arcade?” “It wasn’t busted,’ I shot back, grinning even though he couldn’t see me. ‘You just suck at it.” “I don’t suck,’ he protested. ‘I strategically lose to lure my opponent into a false sense of security.” “Sure,’ I laughed. ‘Keep telling yourself that. You button-mash like a toddler.” “I’ll have you know I’m undefeated in Mario Kart,” Xane countered, mock offense dripping from his tone. “Only because you pick Rainbow Road every time and throw everyone off the track,” I said.

But we didn't expect the scene in front of us. Aaron was lying on the ground and Archer brother was tackling him to the ground!! His eyes burning with anger.

The punch flew—powerful, desperate—but it never landed. Armon shifted aside with chilling ease and drove his knee hard into Kavian’s stomach. “Ahh—!” Kavian crashed to the floor, coughing violently, blood spilling from his mouth as he clawed for air. “No!” I cried, my voice breaking as I felt his pain tear through me. “Do you really think you can beat me? Do you really think you can win?” Armon said, his voice cold and amused. Before Kavian could even rise properly, Armon’s foot slammed into his ribs. I heard the sickening crack before I saw Kavian’s body lift off the ground, thrown like he was nothing, skidding across the stone floor until he landed hard and didn’t immediately move.

He scrambled to his feet, ignored the referee's questions about whether he could continue, and came at her again. This time, Zara didn't play around. She met his charge head-on, slipped inside his guard, and delivered a brutal uppercut that snapped his head back. Brett's eyes rolled up, his knees buckled, and he dropped to the mat like a sack of cement. The referee counted to ten, but it was obvious Brett wasn't getting up anytime soon. "Winner by knockout, Zara Kane!" The crowd erupted. Zara raised her arms in victory, adrenaline singing through her veins. Another fight, another win, another step closer to maybe, someday, getting out of the underground circuit and into legitimate competitio

Is that just a scare tactic? "You fucking asshole! How dare you touch Unice! How dare you!" Ace shouted and just kept punching Rence. **

And will always be. —----------------------------------------- Ace’s POV I debated cancelling Angel's airplane ticket several times last night. I knew and recognized that she had finally realized the painful truth. The previous Ace Kingston wouldn't have cared, seeing it as an opportunity to increase the savagery. But the new Ace, George Brooks, questioned how he'd deal with her.

We exchanged blows, our bodies moving in a fierce dance of skill and strength. As the battle wore on, I knew I had to end it soon. Drawing on every ounce of strength, I focused on my final move. I waited for Caelum to approach, then launched myself at him with a swift kick to his legs, knocking him off balance. Before he could recover, I tackled him to the ground, pinning him there. The crowd erupted into cheers, and I could hear Xavier’s voice above them, filled with pride. “You did it, Ari!”

he added. A knock on the door stops us from our conversation. "Rufin !!!!! '', I heard Earl shouting.Then he blags the door. He immediately removes the memory card and destroys it.Rufin was able to run but Kurt shot his arrow behind Rufin.Ace ran with his arnis and confronted Rufin who was still able to run and fight. Ace slammed his weapon into Rufin's chest, following his arm and leg causing him to stumble. Ace punched him in the back so he slumped to the floor. Then Earl came up and stood behind Rufin and then slammed the whip into his chest. Art also came and shot an arrow in Rufin's forehead. Luke came and positioned his sword around its neck.

Calla Lockheart "Squat jump 25 now" Uno said , Uno is my personal trainer and guess who's deciding to join me today? Archer North "Are you freaking kidding me?" I asked Uno and he smiled teasing "Let's go" Archer said and I turned to him "We just ran 3 miles , sit up 150 , push up 60 , weight training and-" "We can do it.. Should I give you a kiss so you can fight up?" Archer asked and I put both of my hands on my mouth shaking my head

Time is running out now and Aeron, still not defending himself, has begun to lose the speed of his healing. His muscles knot slowly and some wounds are left open as he just stands there, taking every strike. Blood pools out of his open mouth and out of every wound. Soon, his shirt is soaked red, the crimson dripping onto the grass under him. "You bastard!” Kellan roars as he grabs Aeron's collar. He slams him hard against the ground, the impact echoing across the field. "Fight back!” He pins Aeron down, one hand clutching his throat, the other balled into a fist and raised in the air. With loud snarls, he gives him a punch that snaps his head to the side.