Galar Trainer Novels & Stories

Penny didn’t know who he was, no one knew who he was but Penny had told her he could have been one of the ghost trainers that existed in the ring and no one could buy them or source them out, they could only look for you. Ghost excellent trainers existed in the underground, most of them were champions of the ring and some were just that good. And because they were extremely good, they were ghost. No one could find them unless they wanted to find you, unlike most trainers and agents, you couldn’t buy these ones, they come to you if they want. They were always in the ring, watching fights looking for boxers with potential to train. If they recognize or admit that you have potential or ability,

Zac asked looking at Gus and his mom. “Yes Zac, you will be trained by me and Darius. He does not look very impressive, but he is one of the best trainers we have, he also trained your cousin Jill.” “Oh, I got another question, you guys said there are other keepers, why aren’t they helping us. Why not call all of them and together they could defeat Randell.”

Kharel furrowed his brow, beginning to think about the senior soldier who would train him. He glanced at his father, but when he saw his father's expressionless face, Kharel was certain that he would not be trained directly by his father. He sighed softly, but he was not disappointed. After all, he could still ask his father for advice outside of the training schedule. That was enough. "All right, now ... I will announce your trainers," Dominic Hall said. The 36-year-old foreign minister continued, "His Highness Kharel Mackenzie will be trained by ... General Gardner, while Deputy War General Mackenzie will train Gale More."

Matt said loudly and I pretended not to hear him "Who wasted 500 bullets?" Chris asked as he walked in "What 500 bullets?" Archer joined and I rolled my eyes. I plugged my earphone into my ears "This guy because that girl" Matt said and they looked at me "What did you do to my sister at my house?" Archer asked when I almost put on music. Someone poked me and I saw my trainer Fred. Fred is our trainer , not just him but there is another one named Anwar. "Wanna train? Let's go outside , I built a venue for you and Crystal" He said and I nodded

And goddess help me—I was wet again. My thighs clenched instinctively. “What are you doing?” I whispered, voice shaky. His breath tickled the shell of my ear. “I’m giving you what you want,” he murmured. My lips parted. “What?” “I’m not your enemy, Alina. You want to train?” He leaned in closer, nose brushing my jaw, voice a low promise. “Fine. You’re free to train with Warrior Lita.” My brain short-circuited. I blinked. “Wait—really?”

“What?” Her gaze fully settled on the owner of the voice now. Like Elder Greyson, he was lean and tall, but slightly stooped with age. Unlike Greyson with streaks of silver in his hair, this person only had one at the side of his honey-coloured hair, but his goatee was pure silver. His gaze remained fixed on the arena as he continued. “Garret has always been a wild one,” he said, calmly. “Specifically hand-picked and trained by His Majesty himself. He doesn’t normally participate in open training, as he only trains with Regaleon.”

“One sixty… One forty-five… One-fifteen…” The lead trainer hands the trainer for the junior guards the pile of money, making everyone groan. I laugh at the exchange of the competitive group of trainers. If there is something for them to bet on, they’re going to do it. As a byproduct, they push their teams into friendly competitions, which makes them better guards and warriors.

The burly man smiled. “That’s me!” Lancelot nodded. “Director Harvey has briefed me about you. You brought your ID, right?” “Of course.” “Good. Follow me!” The man stood up from his chair, his large chest muscles stretching his combat uniform. “I’m Rosen, one of the trainers at the special training camp, and a physical enhancement type esper. I’m in charge of your combat training.” “Director Harvey mentioned your combat talent. You taught yourself and already achieved great results?” Instructor Rosen asked as they walked.

Much worse. I composed myself, plastering on a polite smile as I extended my hand. To my surprise, he smiled back and shook it, his grip firm but not crushing. “Hello, Luna,” he said, his voice gruff but respectful. “I’m your trainer.” I pulled my hand back, shaking my head slightly. “My name’s Aderyn, not Luna.” He hesitated, glancing at Bell, who merely shrugged. “Alright, Aderyn. I’m Train. That’s what everyone calls me around here.”

“I have completed it in stages, but never all at once. I got really close today, so hopefully next time I will nail it. Out of all of us, Tobias is the only one who’s completed it in one go more than once, Aiden managed it for the first time a couple of weeks ago.” Weirdly, that makes me happy. “Well, if you need training tips, just let me know.” I smirk, only half-joking. He grins. “I might take you up on that.” A thought crosses my mind about Alice and Lottie’s questionable trainer. “Hey, do you know anything about the guy who trains Alice and Lottie?” Jasper looks confused. “Joey? Yeah, he is a good guy and a solid trainer. He worked his way up the warrior ranks and got appointed by Baxte