Athletes Novels & Stories

It was like his body had started doing things before his mind could even tell it what to do. I forced myself to look away and returned my attention to my notes. There had to be an explanation, because the alternative was too strange to even consider. Seven had been training harder, eating better and sleeping more since his comeback, and maybe all of those changes were finally catching up with him in a good way. Professional athletes recovered differently from normal people, especially athletes who spent years pushing their bodies to their limits, so perhaps I was simply expecting him to heal at the same speed as everyone else.

I was done running. POV Lee "FUCK!" I spat as we ran through the forest. Dean and Devon were on either side of me. We were surrounded by the warriors from all our packs along with the Alphas. We were a huge force and there was no way that the hunters or Sam's warriors would win against us. There was no other option. "What?" Devon demanded. "Your sister is so damn stubborn." I spat back. Both Dean and Devon slowed but I shook my head at them. "Don't stop. The ceremony begins in less than an hour. We don't have time." I ordered them both.

At the Olympic Village, two elite male athletes are forced into the same room due to a last-minute housing disaster. Kai Lennox who is 26, is an America’s golden-boy sprinter. He is cocky, lightning-fast, with a sculpted body built for explosive power and a reputation for leaving competitors in the dust. Theo Vale, 27, is the brooding British distance runner, he is quiet, disciplined, with lean, endurance-honed muscle and eyes that see through every mask.

At the gym, he changed into his workout tights and got to the treadmill. At first his mind was at chaos but as he increased the pace, it began to clear up, he remembered her eyes that were filled with want, they wanted him. And how they switched back the moment things progressed... Jeffery felt a wave of anger hitting at his chest, she was supposed to submissive at the mention of his title not dismissive. Jeffery stopped and walked away from the treadmill then he lay down and began lifting weights. This time, his mind didn't wander, but his focus wasn't great either.

If athletes switched pay with teachers and police officers, our world would be a better place. I didn’t think I could fake my mental dislike of jocks or my body’s lust for them. I could see myself salivating at their muscles with a sneer on my face. I’d sat brooding for so long, my screensaver popped up. I hit the “enter” key and clicked on G****e. Two hours later, I was more confused than ever. The terminology alone had my head aching—scrum, maul, ruck—where did they come up with this shit? My frustration had me Googling Van Stelson because nowhere on my documentation was his brother’s name mentioned. “Great,” I muttered aloud when Van’s face flashed on the s

"I took his picture and sent it to that girl who quit working here... Addison? Anyway, through her stalking, we now know that David, over there, is also an NFL player." I roll my eyes and blow strands of red hair from my face. "Ugh, figures... He is wrong for me on so many levels... I don't date athletes. They are my goddamn kryptonite." "What is wrong with athletes?" Alice picks up her phone, probably to send another message to her boyfriend, Nathan. The two of them are disgustingly in love and in a long-distance relationship. I shrug. "Those big men aren't for me..." Alice sinks her teeth into her bottom lips and groans. "Fuck

Although they had a pretty rough relationship with each other under normal circumstances, Draven and Adrian knew how to work well when it came to this. I was utterly awestruck. There was something somewhat off about their impressive display... The two of them were exceptionally fast. Too fast. Not to mention the strength that went behind each kick was like nothing I had ever witnessed from a player before. It made me highly suspicious. “Oh my God,” I whispered under my breath. “It’s like they’re not human or something.” “Students in Class A often undergo various sports training to better their skills,” Cathy explained. “Their physical fitness is much stronger than that of an ordinary student

Naomi’s juniors, still riding the high of Maya’s gold medal victory, were scrappier but visibly intimidated by the sheer volume of iron being moved around them. From across the room, Henrik barked a cadence for a set of synchronized box jumps. He wore a dark grey athletic shirt that clung to the broad, carved lines of his shoulders, a silver stopwatch swinging lightly against his chest. He commanded the room through sheer, overwhelming gravity. When he spoke, the athletes didn't just listen; they braced themselves.

There was Sarah from room four, who smiled at everyone while noting everything she sees. Twenty-four people, and I had read every single one of them within the first week. I wasn't being arrogant stating that fact. It's just what I do, I couldn't turn it off even if I wanted to. "It's athletes," Cole said, with the conviction of a man who had done absolutely zero research. "They're bringing in athletes, I'm very sure of it." "Why would they bring in athletes," Mira said flatly, not looking up from her plate.

I feel Dampbell's gaze on my butt but I can't do anything since, first, with the treadmill I can't turn or I would trip and, second, I can't talk since my breathing is labored and the only thing I can focus on is being able to breathe. Minutes later, I don't know how many, Bob slows down until the treadmill is still and tells us to change places, once we are in place he increases the speed again, once he has reached the indicated speed he goes towards a guy he is still training. I see how his muscles tighten as he runs and I see without disguise his round butt, he has more butt than some of the girls, luckily, I have a little more than him thanks to the sport. I watch as he turns his head an