Boxers Novels & Stories

The examiner asked, pushing a different picture towards him, one that I hadn't seen before. It was a picture of an open suitcase. The contents weren't for someone with a faint heart. A heart placed nicely in the center of the suitcase, along with neatly piled guts and other body parts and the most prominent one being the severed dark head placed right beside the heart. The suitcase soaked with blood.

Cole asked quickly, he knew that his friend was mad, more like pissed. "I'm a soccer player and loves to party." Nolan replied with a grin on his face, he pretended that Max was angry just for the sake of his friend Jayla, she always hated the fact people choose violence over communication. "Me too, I'm usually the defender but Max is a good attacker." Cole chuckled as he pushed the grumpy man playfully, he growled in response and rolled his eyes. He looked at Jayla who was frightened by his stare, he smirked and crossed his arms, still watching her.

After they left, Tyger came forward and said, “Bro, the amount they want is two times our ready stock. Do we have so much stock for them?” Burning Beard sneered. “We can just give half to them. The other half can be supplemented with defective goods.” “Huh? What if they can tell the difference?” “If they can tell the difference…” Burning Beard flashed a cunning smile as he said, “Go and release ‘Demon’. He has been grounded for so long. It’s time to let him out to hunt.” Demon was the man who ranked first in underground boxing. He had never lost up to that point. He was a nightmare to all the boxers. His presence was like that of a ghost. He was also ruthless

Jaxson complimented. “Thanks. Are you an a-actor?” “And what happened to your face. Did someone hit you?” he asked worriedly seeing the light scars. “No I am not an actor and I am a professional boxer. These scars I got in yesterday match.” “Is it?” Noah surprised. “Yes, do you know what’s boxing?” “Yeah, I know. My mom told me a-about that. Two people threw punches at each other and who’s strong will win.” “Is it too t-tough to play those sports?” Noah questioned.

"Oh, come on, you don't think I missed the Tapout sticker on your notebook?" I raised my brows in realization, "Ah." "So, are you a boxer?" "Kickboxing is my Forte. I have legs, I like to use them." Daniel laughed and suddenly one of the coaches that were by the ring walked up to me. He was tall but bulky, kind of like Sylvester Stalone in Rocky, he appeared to be around his 50's or so with peppered hair. "Did I hear someone mention kickboxing? We don't have many of those here."

What is he doing? "Who the fuck do you think you are, huh? You think you can fight me?!" The guy shouted at him angrily whilst Kevin is still trying hold him. "Your girlfriend is the one who came to me!" Gab said while holding his jaw. "Ha! And you really had the guts to answer me?!" And since the guy is bigger than Kevin, he was able to easily pushed Kevin aside to attack Gab once again but before he could even reach Gab, I'm already standing in front of him. "And who are you?" The guy asked me and I can't help but to clenched my jaw because his breath smells a bit unpleasant to me.

"I'll pin him for you." "I'm… erm… I’m not much of a fighter," Sam admitted, feeling small. He'd never hit anyone before and for some reason, he was afraid of doing it wrong and looking like an idiot in front of the other boys. "I'll teach you," Jayce turned to him with a manic grin, holding up his fist. "Keep your thumb on the outside so you don’t break it. Get into a stance like this." Jayce raised his fists to cover his face like a boxer, before manipulating Sam's limbs to do the same.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Rockmight had already launched the second round of attacks, preparing to take down Devastation in one fell swoop. Just then, an evil and bizarre smile flashed across Devastation's face. “Someone once said that I was a cripple and could never learn boxing in this lifetime, but I've never believed that. “I believe that a cripple can kill the best boxer in the world. Muay Thai is the most brutal boxing style in the world. I've always wondered how powerful the strongest Muay Thai champion would be, and that’s you. “But, you have disappointed me, and now I know that this so-called strongest and fiercest boxing technique is nothing much. Your punches can't even

The boxer looked at Samuel, who was wearing a mask, and said with a smile, "Dude, be careful. My fists are not for fun. If you are killed by my fists, you should put in a good word for me when you meet Yama." Samuel smiled and didn't say anything. He crooked his finger at the boxer. The boxer's face turned grim. He exerted his strength with his legs and moved forward. Samuel leaned to one side to dodge the punch.

"They can only stare from the ledge. After tonight, their muzzles can merely drool for what belongs to your nest." The boxing pit is an ancient art of muscle, psychological dominance, and brutal endurance. A standard challenge runs five marks, each turn lasting two minutes, until one beast stays pinned to the stone for ten seconds. The wolf left standing claims the ridge. Connor has no desire to spend ten minutes smelling Eustace’s sweat. The two males agreed to settle the sand in a single turn.