Boxing Stories Novels & Stories

She needed to have the ability to defend herself, so she had to practice boxing. But in reality, Ethan Brooks's motives were also quite pure and beautiful. Without the support of a bra, Luna's shirt was quite loose, and every time she jumped and bounced, the enticing view was simply irresistible. And boxing involved continuous jumping and bouncing! Ethan Brooks just happened to stand opposite. Ah, this sinful view. For a wicked person, happiness is that simple. Bang! Bang, bang! Luna had boxed before, as she punched very professionally and managed to use her not-so-great strength just right. A punch from her could probably hurt an ordinary man, and if it hit the chin, it could knock a person

-Tomorrow my boy fights and I want you to go see him and tell me what you think- he says as I approach him once I'm off the treadmill. -And why do I have to go, I mean, my opinion is no big deal- I say with a shrug. - You have the blood of a Walker in your veins and you know a lot about boxing, since you were a little girl- he answers confidently. -All right, then send me the address and the time of the fight so I don't forget, what's his name- I ask. -The devil Cambell - he answers smiling. -Okay, as you say- I make a gesture of indifference.

Rosa I stood in the boxing ring. After a long, exhausting day, this was exactly what I needed, something to hit. And who better to take the punches than Asher? I rolled my shoulders, adjusting the tight straps of my sports bra. Across from me, Asher stood tall and shirtless, his skin gleaming under the dim lights. Damn.

Brown took advantage of Jay-B's pause to speak up. "In short, The fun is just starting!" Both opponents rushed at each other just then. Boxer threw a punch. Wolfe blocked and threw his. Boxer, instead of blocking, threw another punch with his other hand. He was taking a gamble, relying on his superior 'fist power'. Both fists hit their targets right in the face. Wolfe staggered backwards from the impact while Boxer merely took a step backwards to steady himself before taking three steps forward and kicked at Wolfe's mid-riff, sending Wolfe back to the floor once again.

"Mommy, why do you box?" I paused, considering how much to reveal. "Well,It helps me relax, sweetie. Like a big hug for my insides." I wasn't entirely wrong. I've dealt with many bad and disappointing projects over the years. So I got into boxing and it was perfect for me. "Yup. A big hug!" Jasper nodded thoughtfully. "Like when we hug you?" My heart swelled. "Exactly, baby. Just like that. I love your hugs!"

I am completely terrified but I held the phone with me ready to press a call for Ri. We walked inside and at the same time I saw Khushal walking inside the ring and some other guy who looks so big. Then they suddenly started fighting and Anil stood beside me so that no one will come near me. Khushal fought equally to that guy but I just couldn’t able to see him getting too hurt. So many punches are so illegal from the real life boxing. With each punch he is getting I gasped. This is what he likes? I always saw few wounds on his face but now I understand there must be many all over his body seeing the way they are punching each other only on the body.

Charles’s POV Soon after the game started, I felt very bored. I rolled my eyes and squinted at their game. Although the two boxers on the stage looked very imposing, their boxing skills were really very elementary. Billy fidgeted around me. "This game sucks, right?" I asked him. Billy tugged at his hair and yelled, "Oh my God! They're nothing compared to our pack warriors! I feel like we paid for a children's game!" As soon as he finished, one fighter punched the other, and the rogue, who had failed, crashed into the guardrail, bounced back into the ring and passed out.

"You want me to bow down? Who do you think you are? I can smell the plebby smell on your body even though I am this far from you." Alexander smiled coldly and cussed at Brother Cain. "What the f*ck, is this guy’s brain broken? He dares to swear at Brother Cain?" "Yeah, Brother Cain is the boss of the Zero-Degree Bar after all. Everyone who crossed him is now disabled." "Rumor says, Brother Biao won second place in a boxing competition. His fist has the force of 100kg." People around them were all discussing and looked at Alexander with eyes of ridicule. In their eyes, if they crossed Brother Cain, then they would not have a good ending. This crazy guy, even if he didn’t die, he would lose a

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.

Jack whispered, a breathtaking, genuine smile stretching across his face. Marcus stood a half-step behind him, exactly where the Bastion was supposed to be. The boxer wore a sleek, sleeveless combat rig of dark grey kinetic fabric that highlighted the heavy, scarred muscle of his massive arms. His hands were bound in fresh, pristine athletic tape, but beneath the fabric, the Liquid Silver mana was already simmering, coiled and ready.