Gladiator Fanfiction Novels & Stories

However, the chip on the table had distracted him. “Fric, I hope you and your lover can keep this big secret because no one in this village knows this info. I warn you both." Brockley and Riley also agreed with the wishes of the village head. The Village Head looked at them one after another then said in a diplomatic tone. “Add another five pieces of silver. There will be other information that you will get. Remember, I'm telling you because you will be loyal to the Young General. Remember that!" Without hesitation, the Village Head said that the big and popular beast was: King of Glora 2, Grock Leofwine.

She turned meekly toward Scar-Arm -- the one Gorlann had called Vercingador. Not wasting time, the gladiator motioned behind him. "Kneel behind me, girl. You can flick your tongue against my balls while I fuck this pussy. Hurry!" Gorlann had already stepped away for his final walkthrough of the villa. Meanwhile, feeling degraded beyond belief, Anaria knelt. The naked Imperium girl now had a perfect view of Scar-Arm's clenched buttocks and testicles jostling as he fucked his tied-up, bent-over victim. Latya's moans continued in time to the rhythm of the gladiator's thrusts. Anaria could see that cock lance Latya's pussy each time, sliding effortlessly into her welcoming wetness. Anaria had to

"you are mine Gracie... your fears, tears.... I'm going to completely shatter you until you know nothing else but my name " "You got all you wanted, you got your revenge, you'veruined me... my life... I'll never live a normal life... I'll always have nightmares of you,..you already took so many of years.... I will never be able to get them back ....you won Hayden, I'm already shattered, you should be satisfied " I whispered staring into his searing gaze. "But I'm not. not even close " Next thing I was flattened between him and the wall, he didn't stop until I was pressed against the hard muscles of his chest.

"My blood pressure just skyrocketed. What kind of insane family forces their daughter, who scored high, to apologize to a cousin who failed the exams?!" "What kind of manipulative witch is Naomi Gibson? She copied her cousin's work for three years, got exposed during the real exams, framed her cousin for hiding her admission ticket, and then claimed her cousin's exam score as her own? I'm actually speechless." "Stella got it the worst. Her whole family treated her like the villain, forced her to kneel and apologize, stole her celebration, and even told her not to wear makeup because they were afraid she'd outshine her cousin? I'm disgusted."

The gladiator pulled out his opponent's femur, crippling him. "Holy gods!" She gasped, shirking away from the sight of blood, muscles, and bones pulling out as the male yelped in the pit. The audience let out a boo at the failed gladiator while cheering the winner as he raised the bloody, broken leg of his opponent, roaring. "Looks like someone doesn't have enough spine to watch the games. What then makes her the Luna?" Edrand spat. She raised her face and looked down at him. His eyes were fixed on her, a smirk curling his lips. "You're too weak to be in our midst, you know?" He added.

They started to imagine a world where they were not bound by the chains of servitude, where the roar of the crowd didn't dictate their fate. Late into the nights, Alcides strategized with his newfound allies, planning a revolt against the house of Decimus. Each gladiator brought their unique skills to the table, forging an unspoken bond of brotherhood. The once-isolated fighters now shared a common purpose, their hearts beating in synchrony with the rhythm of rebellion.

He tried to shove everything about Lucinda to the back of his mind, but he stopped short when he saw her standing toe to toe with three of the gladiators, running her fingers adoringly over their chests that rippled with muscles and sweat. Alfos's gaze narrowed when he noticed the gladiators were enjoying it. They even guided her hands to other parts of their bodies. "Come on, touch here too and watch the way the pack of muscles will ripple under your palms," One of the gladiators snarled, guiding

They started kissing then, a deep, passionate kiss. Like true lovers. I watched it all, thinking of the 100 things in my journal. Thinking of how I was once willing to die for just one kind glance from him. Thinking of how I believed that if I just tried hard enough, I could earn his love. "See?" Gloria said smugly, putting her device away. "That's how much he loves me. And you? You're nothing." Her voice became even crueler. "Oh, and Fabian? He just told me he hopes you rot in here. That way, he'll never have to see your pathetic face again."

The commentator diligently did his job, announcing fluently. The spectators cheered energetically as the 2 gladiators both entered the cage. All the gladiators already started having their fanbase, who rooted for them in every fight. The gladiators themselves didn’t pay any attention to such trivial things as fans as they were basically hostages on this ship, but their fans paid attention to them. Alexis exercised her hands, swinging her 2 light swords back and forth as she quickly entered the cage. Her self-proclaimed fans screamed her ring name, as the gate to the cage quickly closed behind her.

' Still, she remembered the time all those years ago, when she was toiling around the gladiator arena as a mere gladiator to hone herself in combat, how a young blonde-haired boy looked at her with sparkling eyes full of awe and wonder. He did not have the greedy gaze full of sick lust that the other spectators usually directed towards her, despite the terrible strength and aura she wielded after years in the gladiator arena. Rather, only admiration and curiosity rippled in his beautiful sky blue eyes, that seem to hold the vast skies' brilliance in them. The moment he bought her, and immediately tried to break the slave contract, she opened her heart to him completely and became his friend.