Ging X Kite Novels & Stories

“Today we’re going to work on getting out of a ground pin. Moonraiser and Nguyen will demonstrate.” Coach then motioned to where Kairos and Petyr were. Kairos took his place on the ground on his back. Petyr placed himself on top of Kairos like they were wrestling. Then Kairos got his arm across Petyr’s chest and shoved, hard. Petyr rolled to be under Kairos with a grunt. “Good!” Coach called from across the gym. “Now demonstrate the reverse swing, Moonraiser.”

His physical prowess is undeniable, each movement precise and powerful, compelling in its efficiency. Oscar and I square off once more, my mind clearer this time. I channel my observations of Greg’s demonstration into our practice. The sequence feels more natural now, my movements fluid as I feint, then duck under Oscar’s arm. With a swift motion, I bring him to the ground. My knee finds its place between his shoulder blades, pressing down with controlled force. "Better, Xander. Keep that control," Greg remarks, his stopwatch in hand as he moves to the next pair. I nod, feeling a surge of pride from his praise.

He jumps in the air, holding himself there as the ball goes under him and hits the tree behind them. Noah furrowed his eyebrows when Abigail smirked. Then without looking away from Aiden she reached her hand out towards Xander who was standing on the side of the field, not paying attention looking at his phone. She then lifted him up as she raised her hand into air and threw him across the field into a bush as she moves her hand over her head and aimed for the bush. Xander screamed as he flew through the air before hitting the bush. "Damn it Abigail! What did I tell you about using your damn powers on me!"

Poor guy tried to fight out of my grasp, but my grip was too strong for him to break free. “Oh, for goodness’s sake.” Xander let out an exasperated sigh and grabbed more of our flyers to roll them into a thick swatting machine—yes, I called it a swatting machine. You have a problem with that? Xander, like the monster that he is, starts hitting the air, trying to hit the flying abomination. He curses when it slips under one of the boxes. He turns to me. “Hailey, Romeo, help me out here!”

Her few attempts to fly her kite had been unsuccessful. On the other hand, Sugar’s kite immediately took flight. When she saw Camryn struggling, she handed her kite to Camryn with a smile and helped Camryn launch her kite. In her hands, Camryn’s kite soared into the sky right away. With all the kites in the sky, two children’s kites tangled up. The kids panicked and tugged on the kites but broke the string instead. One of the kites fell to the ground, while the other landed on a tree.

Kai sighed behind me, but when I shoved a bright red kite into his hands, his expression shifted into something sharp,competitive. We ran. The string tugged, wind catching, fabric pulling higher. Mine wobbled, dipping dangerously, but Kai's rose effortlessly, smooth and perfect. He glanced over with that smug expression I already hated. "Beginner's luck won't save you." "It's not luck!" I protested, yanking the string. My kite lurched up, steadied, then dipped again. Kai's laughter was low, warm, rare,it washed over me. He reached out suddenly, covering my hand on the string, guiding it with ease.

He then raises a hand, steps back, and yells, "GO" Xavier immediately lunges at Kayla. She sidesteps his attack, turns and jumps to do a flying kick at his face. Her foot makes contact and, with a loud crunch, he falls to the ground and Kayla just crosses her arms over her chest and stands like she's waiting for a bus.

He waved his hands at me like I was a dog who refused to play fetch. I narrowed one eye at him. He blew me a kiss and kept waving me away. "Ten, how do I fly?" I called out in my mind. "Lean down low to the ground. Bunch your muscles, and thrust yourself up into the sky. Once you feel like you're falling, beat your wings as hard as you can to create lift. It's easy, Mate. I believe in you," he answered. I followed his instructions. Got so close to the floor I could see the veining in the concrete. Bunched my muscles until they felt like they were going to cramp. Launched myself up into the air. Batted my wings like I was trying to create a tornado.

Zada grumbled in annoyance and Liam laughed out loudly. “You looked cute..” Liam said, dropping a kiss on the tip of her nose. With the kite in hand, they made their way to the open field where the children were flying their kites. They found a spot and began to unfurl the kite, their laughter filling the air as they worked together to assemble it. As the kite soared into the sky, Liam and Zada couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration. The wind tugged at the string in Liam's hand, and the colourful kite danced and twirled above them.

“Wow, Gage you’re tall. Do you want to help me fly my kite!” “Sure, hold it up, and we’ll get it going. Ready.” Gage begins running, switching Mia to his shoulders, he reaches for a high five to Leo, then rubs his back a little. “Hey Leo!” Then turns back to Mia, who is holding her kite up, unrolling it. It takes and catches in the wind, the pink ribbon fluttering. “Yay, my kite is flying now!” Mia’s bare feet drape over Gage’s broad muscular shoulders, whilst her red, white, and blue Patriotic starry dress, tucks under her. Gage lifts her from his shoulders with ease, then places her gently on the ground. “Leo, do you want a boost with your kite?” Leo grins ear to ear, his blue-green eyes