Arena Manager Novels & Stories

Her eyes were still locked on the battlefield where Elanil had stood. Elianna stood at the edge of the arena, her hands trembling at her sides. Her palms were slick with sweat, her throat tight. The roars of the crowd echoed in her chest like thunder. Can I really do this? she wondered, heart racing. The heat pressed in around her, making her gown cling to her skin. Her legs felt unsteady, her breath too shallow. She wasn’t like Thalindra. She wasn’t like elanil. They’ll all be watching. She closed her eyes, fighting the panic rising in her chest. I’m not ready… The crowd hadn’t even finished murmuring about the last fight when the next names boomed through the Arena , amplified by magic an

That grin morphed into a scowl when she caught the sight of me. A large amount of the space was dedicated as a work area — multiple monitors mounted on the wall and a large desk with an office chair. There was even a gamer chair in the room. Posters of nerdy hacker terms and slogans that probably only Jericho understood hung from his wall and shelves upon shelves of certificates and trophies lined the walls, only enforcing the talent this man had. "You!"

“Did you watch any news program lately?” Andrew had come out of the car and welcomed by his cousin’s random question, while Max parked the car. He leaned against the wall next to his cousin. They were in the vicinity of a building called the Arena owned by their friend, Evan. From the outside, the building was like other ordinary one floor building. Only those who had granted the authorization to enter the building knew that down below it had more than one floor. “No, Henry. Unlike you, I have so many works to do.” Responded Andrew which made Henry rolled his eyes.

Damon visibly trembled, his arrogance shaken by the presence of the powerful entity before him. “You... you can't do anything to me,” Damon managed to utter, though his voice faltered with fear as Arena's form expanded, filling the entire space from floor to the towering ceiling of the ancient temple. “I will end you in your own temple, and you will witness it,” Arena challenged, her voice echoing with authority and determination. Damon, however, seemed determined to make a final stand. He lifted his golden trident and pointed it threateningly at Arena and Selena. “You can't touch me because I won't let you live another second,” Damon declared, his eyes filled with a mixture of apprehension

"Man, you're much further ahead in your career than me. I'm still stuck in the same old drudgery of checking mechs for faults." "It's been a few months. Hang in there. With your skillset, you should expect a promotion soon enough." Ves and Carlos had reached the entrance of the smallest an shabbiest looking arena. As cleaning bots were cheap nowadays, Ves figured the organizers intentionally kept its walls weathered. The scanners at the gates allowed them entry once Carlos showed his tickets. They climbed the stairs and entered the interior of a wide arena that could host up to a hundred thousand people if a major event was going on.

So his plan is to tire us out first before allowing us to enter the arena with his to ranked fighters? 'We've got this.' Aerona growls out. I begin stretching and warming up my muscles when I hear voices behind me and turn around to see wolves and she-wolves filtering into the arena. Some move up into the stands and others move into groups on the field. The arena is filling up fast. I had been wrong. Blood Moon more than halfway fills up this stadium as I look around and see more pouring in from two other entrances. As the amount of people entering the arena starts to dwindle down I notice there are three distinct groups of people on the arena grounds. Those groups must be broken up into eli

Malcolm closed his eyes as he massaged his forehead lazily, how dare she even call him? “So why did you call me?What would be my concern if she met with an accident?” It seems he was getting too soft so anyone can call him as they please. “She asked me to call you sir, I am sorry” the assistant quickly disconnected the call to avoid angering him the more” “Foolish” Malcolm muttered to himself as he turned on his heel. ……. As soon as aurora walked out of the elevator, she was surprised to see some people gathered in front of the theatre, she then recognized one of them….Angeline’s assistant.

And when I’m done there won’t be shadows left for her to hide in. Game on Arena

The single word crashed across the grounds with enough authority that the entire Bone Yard immediately obeyed. I raised a brow, impressed. “I am Master Grunta.” Nobody spoke and I honestly liked the peace. “I will be serving as your new Arena Master and controller. I have been given this responsibility personally, and I do not intend to fail.” His voice carried easily. “Furthermore, I believe the people of the Reigns deserve entertainment worthy of remembrance.” That got everyone’s attention. A faint smile touched his face. “My arrival should be felt.” Something about the statement sounded dangerous. Then he continued.

Chapter three: Kaireen’s Pov I stood there like an idiot, staring at the sea of masked faces in the arena, trying to make sense of what I'd just walked into. The arena was massive, too massive to exist inside Rhia's house, and yet here it was. The banner hanging overhead said BRIROYALS INITIATION in letters that seemed to glow and pulse, and I had no idea what that meant. People were moving now, forming lines near the walls. I didn't know what else to do so I joined one of them, my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat.