Destiny Martial Arts Academy Novels & Stories

Gamma Carmden is already about to make it to the center of the circle, near Dane, and being the last person to arrive the gym, I do not have the luxury of enough time to think. “Fuck.” I curse quietly to myself and quickly rush over to the front, where Al, Rhia and Kian are sitting and waiting for me. Reaching them, I squeeze myself between Kian and Tyler James, another newly marked warrior that graduated the second best in the martial arts and combat department back in the Academy, after Al. Al may be an angel with a needle, but he is a fierce, stealthy attacker, especially with his daggers. And he hardly, ever misses.

He finally says. I pretend not to notice his hesitation, but now I'm pretty sure he's a wolf, and I'm willing to bet he wanted to say, mate. "So tell me. Your mother owns a B&B, do you work there, too?" I ask to change the subject. "No, I train people in martial arts. Although, sometimes, I help her with maintenance," he says. I am surprised by his answer. He looks more like a businessman at the moment because of the suit he is wearing. "Special outfit for someone who teaches sports." I comment, laughing, and he chuckles.

Haha i must be thinking to much. I dropped her off infront of the school and went to do my own work. Just then my phone rang "hello" I picked it up. "hey Aidan where are you?! I am waiting for you." Jes said.. oh shit i forgot to inform her.. "oh my god.... I am so sorry Jes... I am. already at school can you bring your car today?" I replied apologizoptically. "But you...." she signed "okay fine I'll get there first" she said and hung up. Thank god she wasn't mad because mad Jes is a very so not good thing. I went to my class and thought about how to deal with Amara and ask her about it. But nothing came to my head and it was almost time for class. The teacher came and started teaching but a

Rori couldn't help but gawk at Destiny. Her body was the perfect caramel color, her skin looked soft to the touch and the way the water lapped over her small perky breasts had Rori’s heart beating rapidly. The sound of coy laughter had Rori jolting her eyes up to Destiny’s, blushing at the thought of being spotted. “It's alright, I don’t mind, Murdok said you are from the neutral world, and you don’t know anything about us.” Destiny stretched her arms out to the side “come on turn around, so I can clean your hair, the big guy gets cranky if we make him wait forever.” Rori nodded and turned, as Destiny began to wash her hair Rori wondered how she could have ended up in such a crazy world but

Dimitri Everest just stared at the man, fighting the urge to reach out and break his nose. "Why the hell are you here, Bane? I thought I told you to leave this area." Dimitri could feel every muscle strain as his panther fought to rip out of him and attack the coyote in front of him "This is a peaceful place, and you aren't exactly the peaceful type."

The next morning, Matilda woke up feeling groggy and disoriented. She had tossed and turned all night, haunted by nightmares of her parent's death. As she got dressed, she tried to push the memories out of her mind and focus on the day ahead, she heard a knock on the door. She opened it to find two omegas standing in front of her. One was a tall, thin blonde named Felicia, and the other was a short, plump redhead named Emily. Matilda recognized them as two of the pack's other omegas.

The bartender nodded curiously. "And when was the last time you flipped a coin?" he asked. "I was ten years old when I flipped it, and since then... never again." "Do you believe in destiny?" the bartender asked, resting his hands on the edge of the table. "No," Emma pointed to the ninth Martini glass, realizing that her eyelids were starting to feel heavy from fatigue. The bartender placed a tequila shot glass in front of her and smiled. "What's this? That doesn't look like a Martini," the man at the bar smiled.

After freshening up, they joined Abhi and Sashi for breakfast, the air tinged with excitement for the day ahead. Their destination was a renowned martial arts school nearby, where skilled practitioners honed their craft with precision and grace. As they arrived, the sounds of training filled the air, the rhythmic movements of martial artists a mesmerizing sight to behold. The school's courtyard bustled with activity, students practicing various forms of martial arts under the guidance of seasoned instructors. Rajeev, Gowthami, Abhi, and Sashi watched in awe as the practitioners showcased their agility, discipline, and skill.

Something came over me. In the dimly lit cell, the first soldier's focus was fixed ahead, unaware of the danger behind him. As he turned, I struck swiftly, catching him off guard. My fist connected with precision, sending him stumbling forward. With determination, I pressed my advantage, delivering a series of blows that left him reeling. But my efforts were futile. The soldier grabbed me and threw me against the hard concrete. Darkness consumed me as I fell, witnessing the terror in Charity's eyes. She screamed, tears and mucus streaming down her face, distorting her usually beautiful features.

Carla froze for a moment, then quickly rushed downstairs to open the door. As expected, an elderly man with a refined aura stood outside, slowly shaking his head with a sigh. Carla stared at him in shock. The fortune teller walked inside and said, "Give me the straw." Amanda quickly handed it over. He took one look and said calmly, "The soul belonging to the long straw is no longer in that body. He may be dead, or he may be asleep. Either way, he is gone."