Buddyfight Games Novels & Stories

In the realm of South Yarra in Melbourne Australia had been a fast-rising entertainment industry. This burgeoning entertainment industry had caught Wesley's attention. It was a new industry but it had quickly risen to prominence, even posing a formidable challenge to Finn's Media, the reigning giant in the field of entertainment, becoming a major competitor to Finn's media. This fast-rising industry is known as Brightlights and it caught Wesley's keen eye. As a seasoned and astute businessman, he recognized the immense potential it held. With his extensive resources and unparalleled ambition, Wesley had devised plans to invest in and ultimately take over this rising star. Therefore, he start

Are they born cheaters. I rolled my eyes and cross my hands. He walked around me, while keeping his eyes on me. "I am not sure if he already told you about this. I am Kyro Hale, a well known werewolf around the whole kingdom. I do not have much of a good reputation unlike your Uno. However, I do not care. After two months, a battle will be held on the underground. It is between me and Uno....." He is now telling me something that I know where is headin'. He gestured with a thumb, and his eyes were widened while he show a smirk on his face. "Do you understand what I am trying to say?" He asked.

The arena doors opened slowly ahead of them. Not the main entrance. Not from the camera side. From the side the fighters use. And then—he heard it. At first just scattered voices. Then a rising roar. Then something that wasn't just noise—but a name: "ICEBLUE FIST!" "ICEBLUE! ICEBLUE!" Something twisted in his gut. Not because of the name—he'd chosen it. Or rather, accepted that others had chosen it for him. But because of how it was said now. Not mockingly.

Eira was never ever going to listen to Devika again. Why? the question may arise. Because right now Eira found herself stuck in the middle of loads of sweaty people all cheering the contestants in the boxing ring. And why was she there? Because her dear best friend wanted to spy on her twin brother Aarav Bhatt as to where he vanished frequently after school and so she came with a brilliant idea of following him. And where did that lead them? Right in the middle of the place where illegal fights take place. The underground den. Eira was trying not to look at the fighters on the ring and the blood they were shedding but it was practically impossible as she heard the people around her cry

Points for me, I'm scoring high here. "Tha' it," I hear him mutter angrily before AJ goes flying out of the line altogether with a force that should never ever be used on a girl. I'm so tired of people like Oliver and Bex. Why do they have to exist? Summoning the 'Landon' in me, I act on instinct alone. I immediately turn around and land a solid punch on the jerk's face, just about breaking my fist in the process -- I'm a gentleman until pushed over the line. I'm not the fighting type but this guy had it coming.

“I’m not brave enough for a tattoo. But… I can mention it to my buddies.” “Great!” They finally arrived at a building that looked abandoned, its exterior swallowed in darkness. That was how underground fights worked, venues constantly shifting to stay off the cops’ radar. Out of the corner of her eye, Belle noticed Felix starting to look pale, like all the blood was draining from his face. Exactly how she’d felt the first time she came to one of these fights. “You ever seen a fight before?” Belle whispered as they moved down a crowded hallway. Felix shook his head. “A fight? What do you mean?”

“You think we will believe that weak-ass excuse?” Unable to hold back anymore, Mason’s fist connected with the guy’s face in a brutal crack. Blood splattered across the concrete. “You want to fight, is that it?” Mason asked coldly, dropping into a fighting stance, claws fully extended, eyes blazing yellow. The guy spat blood onto the ground, staggering. “I-I will pass,” he stuttered, turning to his friends. “Let’s get the fuck out of here.” They retreated fast, practically running away like scared pups.

It gave him an edge that also screamed danger. Everyone in the field had suddenly lost interest in the game and their focus was now entirely on Caleb and the new guy. They were speaking in hushed voiced that didn’t reach so far out into the bleachers, but anyone could tell it was a heated argument. It happened so fast. One second, they were just standing there, staring each other down like two predators circling, and the next, Caleb lunged. A collective gasp echoed through the field as a fight broke out between them, the new guy taking a first hit, but somehow, still had the courage to laugh at Caleb’s face.

I tried adding filters – location, recent activity, assumed age – but there was still too much to sift through. So, I moved to my next tactic. I re-downloaded one of the social media apps that I had previously deleted when the online bullying had gotten too much. I created a burner account – one without my actual personal information, because now wasn’t the time to deal with a new wave of cyber-bullying. Once the account was set up, I started to search for Stephanie’s account. But the problem was that there were too many Stephanies on the internet for me to figure out which one was the Stephanie that we were looking for.

A lot. To my surprise, the responses fly in instantly. Mace: You're never bothering us, little warrior. You can message us whenever you want. Even if it's just to say you miss us as much as we miss you. Niko: What he said. I'm already pissed I haven't seen you or Zuri today, please bother us as much as you want. It might just stop me from beating your brother's ass the next time I see him. Me: As much as I don't exactly love violence, I approve.