Boxing Ryona Novels & Stories

Alpha Ryan Damison I shake my head furiously as I feel my eyes shifting to black then back to my golden brown color. The focus of my retina keeps on changing as Dakota tries to take over my mind. A fight for control between me and my wolf which I am not willing to give. Focus. I want our mate. OUR MATE RYAN. Errr! I fall on my knees as I feel my vertebral column shifting into an animal's, the bones break then join again to change its shape.

“Stay here. Don’t move. This will be over shortly.” “Thank you, Luna Rebel.” He says as he crouches down to stay out of the fight. I run back and Roxie pulls the shift, ‘Let’s kick these fucker’s asses!” I haven’t been in battle in so long, but it’s like riding a bike, you never forget. I see Nyx ripping out throats and Aiden breaking backs. I jump in and slam my body into three men. These are all humans and they think they can beat us. That’s adorable.

Without a word, she grabbed her bag and stormed out, her heart heavy with confusion. As Jaxon turned to Alyona for support, she didn't mince words. "Brynn is history, Jax. You chose Yara. And entertaining Brynn? That's just playing with fire," she scolded, her voice stern. Jaxon defended himself, claiming it wasn't a big deal. But Alyona wasn't having it. "Put yourself in Yara's shoes, Jax. How would you feel if she was in constant contact with her ex?" she challenged.

“Bro, chill. He’s with me.” “Dark Guardian fight Katsh. Main event.” Ryuu loosens his grip on Bronx. His eyes are still fiery. “Ryuu, come on! This is his first time.” I push his arm back. “You trying to kill him?” “He scare Dina-chan. I try to kill The Saint.” Ryuu sneers. “Not first time. Not last time.” I furrow my brow. Bronx has definitely never come here with me. I don’t know why Ryuu already hates him. I look across the room at a huge man pacing back and forth, punching himself in the head. “Saint, I hope you’re feeling extra cray-cray tonight.”

He stepped closer, hand outstretched, fingers twitching as he envisioned the spoils. “It’s not worth the trouble you're asking for,” Riana warned, her gaze unwavering. Her fingers subtly flexed, prepping for a quick strike that could take down an opponent in an instant. The brute lunged, surprising in his speed. The shift in his weight and the tensing of his shoulders hinted at his attack. Riana reacted instantly; her body a blur of controlled motion. She sidestepped his lunge with practiced ease, pivoting on the ball of her foot. Her right hand whipped out, a lightning-fast jab aimed directly at his throat. Her knuckles connected with a sickening thud, cutting off his air supply. His eyes w

I turned beside me and saw Sany, Rowan’s wolf walking close by. He is a sandy-colored wolf, smaller than Adol but no less fierce, and together we led our warriors into the fight. The rogues were ready on the attack, their bloodthirsty growls filling the air like a storm ready to break. Adol launched himself into the fray, his claws raking through the flesh of one rogue as he dodged another’s snapping jaws. His movements were precise, brutal, and efficient, a deadly dance honed by years of training and instinct.

My wolf, battered and spent, could barely stay on her feet. But just as I passed the halfway point, someone rushed up behind me and yanked me back. Still dazed from the violent match, I barely had time to react before a sharp slap cracked across my cheek. Amanda. “You bitch wolf! Was this all just to humiliate me?!” she screamed. Her hand rose again for another strike, but it never landed. A blur moved faster than my eyes could follow. Then came the voice—sharp as thunder. “How dare you lay a hand on my Luna!”

Almost everyone was focused on the fierce battle raging in midair. Practically no one was paying attention to what was happening down here. Meanwhile, Nyx had already engaged Waylon in combat. The latter was extremely cunning. As an assassin, Nyx's strengths were in her speed and devastating killing power. Yet, Waylon had deeply mastered the essence of Sorya's martial arts, and his The Dragon's Cyclone technique was exceptionally refined, making his defense absolutely impenetrable.

“You’re pretty weak! Ryland showed his index finger in front of Harvey before he hooked it with a playful expression on his face. “I’m giving you a chance right now! Kneel and admit defeat! I won’t kill you if you do!” “You talk too much,” replied Harvey calmly, as if he was not at a disadvantage. “Heh! If you don’t cherish the opportunity, don’t blame me for what happens next!” Ryland stopped talking before he swung both of his hands. Thousands of needles instantly flew straight forward! “The Thousand Hands!” “It’s that move again!” exclaimed someone from the crowd. They had already seen the same move, but Ryland’s seemed much stronger and fiercer than Amber Levine’s! Almost the entire ring

Yuna's brows furrowed as she saw Cortana’s face. “What is your name?” Yuna asked. “My name is Cortana Teragon, and this is my friend, Mary... I don't know her last name,” Cortana replied. Yuna smiled. She got off her throne, crouched down, and then launched herself from the ground. She rose high into the air and spun around for a few seconds, then landed behind Mary and Cortana with a loud thud, cracking the area her feet hit. She walked to Cortana and Mary, her feet not making a single sound as she moved.