Cosmic Professional Gladiator Novels & Stories

I lifted my hips but he kicked me back down. "Please..." I cried out. "Please? oh please. You ruined my life the moment I married you. I shouldn't have married you. Papa made me do it." He said and bent to my level. He placed his hand on both sides of my cheek and held it tightly. Next, he gripped my neck and I choked on my saliva. I couldn't breathe properly. "Lo...Lo...Enzo..." "Look at me." He demanded. I did as he said. I looked into his deep, blue hair. There was no doubt he was handsome only if people knew the type of man he is in secret. What was I expecting? I got married to the most dangerous mafia in the world.

“ You are so delicious dear.” He hummed in my ear with his hand pinning me down. Looking around the room I search for a way out. Something to hit him upside his head. At this moment I prayed to the goddess that I could shift. I’d shift right now no matter how much it hurt or if it killed me. He moved his right hand off my hip and gripped my jaw making me look at him. All I see is pure evil in his eyes. With my free hand I reach for the book he picked up off the ground.

I snapped, “if someone didn’t sabotage the parameters like a petty twelve year old, we could actually complete this evaluation like adults!” He turned then. “Oh? And here I thought adults didn’t throw hands in laboratories.” “You provoked me.” “Easily, apparently.” “Why are you trying so hard to sabotage me! You not wanting a woman in your space is your problem, stop trying to prove nothing!” Wind roared again, the chamber pressure hit critical. A harness snapped loose near Adrian, swinging wildly. Before I could think, I grabbed it and yanked him back, securing it around his chest. His face was inches from mine.

As he drew closer, he saw that they were engaged in a sex-wrestling match, the winner of each bout claiming the loser as their prize. Lucious watched as a burly gladiator pinned his opponent to the ground, his massive cock throbbing with arousal. The loser, a lithe and handsome young man, struggled beneath him, his own cock rock-hard and leaking pre-cum. With a final thrust, the gladiator came, his seed spilling onto the ground as the crowd cheered. Lucious felt his own cock stir in his breeches, his pulse quickening as he watched the spectacle unfold before him. He knew he had to find a way to fit in, to gain the trust of these men if he was to uncover their secrets.

Chaos said. The man was a deadly tornado with the twin swords twirling in his hands. He kept on missing the vital parts but his opponent was already bleeding in many parts of his body. Despite being clothed in armor, the hook of his sword was able to squeeze some cuts in the place where the armor can’t cover. Even his fighting style was not that of a knight. It was more like a barbarian whose strikes had no sense of direction. He was just attacking to wound or kill.

Slightly frustrated by his shortcoming,he divided some of his aura that was mixed with his will and make it enter these shiny thinks that are like fireflies hovering around him that were and still two creature that can make anyone shit his pants with their skinless and huge ten meter tall and four meter wide bodies, and eyes like soccer balls that can turn around like a lizard starving looking for food, with jaws that can devoured a cow in one fell swoop, with fangs like spears hanging in their mouth hangry to stab something, anything that can move. Through one of those flickering lights, a dazed old man, he walks like drank fool after a miserable missed up day of bad luck , yellow sands f

Shadows guards began pouring out, their weapons drawn, ready to defend their stronghold. Chaos erupted. The two sides collided like crashing waves. Gunfire, shouts, and the sounds of fists meeting flesh filled the night as both sides clashed. Dead bodies began to pile up on the cold ground, staining the earth red. Lucifer moved through the battlefield like a demon, unstoppable and fierce, every swing and every shot filled with purpose. It was as if all the pain and suffering he had endured had come together in this single, deadly moment.

She panted, her body tingling as she stared between Alfos and the male, Titanus. "The one true champion Abbator will ever know," Titanus said, acknowledging Alfos. Champion? Was he truly a gladiator? Lucinda thought to herself, gazing at Alfos. If there was any doubt whether Alfos was once a gladiator, the scars on his body were enough proof. Why did he choose to become a gladiator? What made him stop? "I don't deserve the honor," Alfos said, huffing. "Nah, you're the god of the pit," Titanus still cheered,

And with all the training I had received since joining the Gamma Warrior program, I could keep my shapely body and build strength and stamina. Once I am officially 21, I can formally join the ranks of our Gamma's Warrior System. I'll try to simplify it. There are five classes in total, which are your training phase. We can start as early as 16-17 to prepare for our first shift on the first full moon after our 18th birthday—classes 1 and 2 specialized in strength, stamina, and pain endurance training. Shifting is a nasty business, not to forget the pain.

Their howls and snarls echoed through the trees, a cacophony of malice. Liam and Xal'dar stood as an impenetrable fortress at the heart of the maelstrom. Their bodies hummed with energy, a potent blend of human will and cosmic power. Xal'dar's form shimmered with an ethereal blue light, his strikes swift and precise. Each blow sent a shockwave through the enemy, disintegrating their corrupted forms. Liam, on the other hand, fought with a raw, primal ferocity. His fists, encased in a shimmering aura, connected with bone-crushing force. He moved with a blur of motion, a whirlwind of destruction amidst the chaos.