Brawly Gym Novels & Stories

A shower is calling my name. Blakeney gathered up the swords and placed them in a closet at the far end of the gym. He dug into his gym bag and pulled out a grip strengthener. “Here.” Blakeney handed it to James. “Use this in your free time to strengthen up your hands, wrists, and forearms. That will come in handy for training.” They exited the gym and worked their way back to the school.

May sarili kaming gym. Hinawakan ko ang handle ng glass door, hoping na bukas ito para malibot ko ang loob. And my hope was answered. Bukas nga ito. I went inside the gym and turned the lights on. I can clearly see the equipments inside now. Malawak ang gym, at parang kasya yata kaming lahat dito. Makapag-workout nga bukas. Sa right side ng gym ay isang training area for weapons, I guess? Meron kasing targets roon, tapos may isang mahabang table na may baril, sword, katana, daggers, at iba pa.

He smiled. Blaze led me to his gym. I had expected it to be a small room with a few basic equipment, but as we descended the stairs and entered the gym, my jaw dropped in amazement. It was huge and well equipped, with state-of-the-art machines and equipment. The gym was well-lit with large mirrors on one side and a wall of floor-to-ceiling windows on the other. It had space for cardio, free weights, and strength training. The gym even had a full-size boxing ring in the corner.

I love the idea that no one is left out. We walked through a double set of doors and was welcomed to a complete fitness room filled with weights, treadmills, cycles, leg and extension curl machines, functional trainers with weighted plates, etc. There are at least two hundred pieces of equipment in here if not more. Gray gym mats covered the floor hugging all the way to the walls. Almost all of the gym equipment was in use, and everyone stopped what they were doing, once again, and bowed to Gloria as we entered the room. Gloria nodded her head for everyone to continue on as they were, "This is obviously the gym. You are welcome to any machine. I highly recommend waiting to weight lift unless

One hand glided beneath the material of my dress as he whispered "How should I correct this behavior?" Other times we stroll in the gardens when the weather is nice. Sometimes, like today, if I’m feeling up to it, I join him in the gym downstairs, it is more like a training facility, with thick blue mats spread out in the middle of the room, a shooting range at the far left, guns decorating one side of the walls, another lined with targets and dummies. On the other side is a punching bag and rolls of gloves and tapes for protection.

Orion chuckels behind me and I konow he picked up on that, I just pray that he doesn't say anything to Aziel. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The gym was located in the basement but in another location of the mansion, the equipment in the gym are all very modern, not at all what I was imagaining. There was five treadmills in a row, three cross trainers, four exercise bikes and of course some mirrors. In the corner there is a boxing ring and in the other corner there were a leg press, a rowing machine, dumb balls, body building gym things and even fitness equipment. When we got in a few steps, the guys who were already th

“Alright, then. We’ve got a gym where we work out and do fight training. We can head there now.” “Perfect! I’ll grab my workout clothes!” I hopped off the stool, practically bouncing with enthusiasm. When we arrived at the gym, it looked more like a rundown warehouse than a training facility. My stomach fluttered as I eyed the peeling paint and flickering neon sign that read “Fighter's Haven.” Lysander grabbed our bags and led me toward the entrance. The rusty steel door creaked ominously as we stepped inside, and the scent of sweat and rubber hit me like a freight train.

Ugh, Amber hasn’t even been here a week and I am already ruining it. The next day I was trying to find her, Elias was playing with some of the omega kids in the playroom. He told me she was training in the gym. We had a gym in the back of the packhouse, it wasn’t as big as the gym in the center of town, but it was big enough for a few people. Plus you had more privacy here. I walked towards the gym, practicing my apology a few times when I saw her. She was wearing a sporting bra and a legging, leaving little to the imagination. I could see her every shape, making my mind go crazy.

Ten minutes later, I pushed through the steel doors of the mansion’s sub-basement. I had never been down here before. It was a massive, soundproof private gym outfitted with bags, weight racks, and a sprawling, black padded sparring mat in the center of the room. The air smelled faintly of chalk and cold steel. I was wearing a pair of black leggings and a fitted athletic top, barefoot on the mat. Aziel didn't waste time on a gentle warm-up. He stepped onto the mat, grabbed my hands, and began tightly wrapping my knuckles with the black tape. His large hands felt rough and calloused against mine.

We walked to a hall with dimmer light and as I walk I can see a door right at the end of the hallway but along the walk, it was very quiet as if there is no one but you and Dex. We opened the door to a very large gym room with all of the possible equipment ever produced. There is a taekwondo mat, a punching bag, even a sword, and a gun training spot. It was very noisy there with people training here and there, I was in awe of how the gym looks like. "Close your mouth, a fly might go inside. This is the team's elite gym. Newcomers don't usually have this privilege but since you're under my care, you can come here. Let's just say you're special due to having a relation to our boss's old friend