Gym Leaders Black And White Novels & Stories

he said with a small smile on his face that immediately faded once he saw my facial expression. "No I meant, I wanted to offer you a job, now that I heard you've been fired it's just right timing" he blurted out quickly and nervously , playing with the end of his blazer, boring holed into the side walk. His hand went into his blazer and he pulled out a white card, handing it over to me and I hesitantly took it. My eyes fell on the words "BLACK EMPIRE" written boldly in gold cursive.

As Annabelle’s personal bodyguard, I’m entrusted with the responsibility of ensuring this place was orderly and prepared for the warriors who trained here. The gym was vast, with high ceilings that seemed to touch the heavens. Rows of sleek, metallic machines stood tall, their surfaces gleaming under the bright fluorescent lights. The walls were adorned with motivational posters, inspiring quotes urging the fighters to push their limits and reach for greatness. I took a moment to soak in the atmosphere before my duty began. I rolled up my sleeves, ready to tackle the task at hand. Dust had settled on the equipment overnight, and it was my job to make sure every piece was spotless.

Pagkadating ko sa gym ay nagpalit kaagad ako ng damit. Nakasandong puti at short ako na terno tapos white sneakers saka tinalian ko ang buhok ko. Doon ako pumwesto sa treadmill na may kaharap na TV para nalilibang ako habang tumatakbo. Makalipas ang trenta minutos ay may dumating na dalawang lalaki. "Pre, dapat pala dati pa tayo lumipat dito sa gym na'to 'e. Hindi magkahiwalay ang babae at lalaki." rinig kong sabi 'nung isa.

‘god who are these people…. ‘will Dylan be alright fighting against them on his own.’ His worried gaze fell on the shattered window. Dylan was still standing there with his back straight and his fists clenched. Fifty or so men in black armor stood there in an orderly fashion. The guy who he presumed to be the leader was standing in lead. His black hair was slick back from his face revealing his white forehead. his black eyes resentfully looked at Dylan as well. There was a huge ass burn scar on his face that was shaped like a sun.

the instructor announced to the people inside the gymnasium. Sarah and I are fixing the things we brought and put it in a locker designated by the instructor. The key is with me. "Well, the losers are here." I was stunned when I heard a familiar voice from behind. "Rhea," Sarah spoke up.

Seeing Jaxon and Mia looking like they glue each other, Rey glared at Gavin who looked innocently at everyone. “Blacky is not wrong, he just wants to play. You know already, he likes women,” said Gavin which made all the men there snort in disapproval. “I told you to keep the snake in his cage, Gavin,” Gideon hissed. “Imagine if it was Kalista, she might give birth prematurely.” All the men there shuddered at the thought of Kalista with her big belly climbing a chair and running around the room being chased by Blacky. “Usually Blacky is very sweet,” Gavin defended against his snake which looked at the men around with its round eyes as its body squirmed about to come to its master.

"You can call me Mr. Kirk. I'm one of the administrators of the Haylight League." "Mr. Kirk, please come with us." The man in the white coat gave their group a long look before turning and leading them inside. Beyond the island's entrance stretched wide open grounds. Hayley spotted a lot of people. They were dressed in two distinct ways; some wore white outfits that looked like hospital gowns, while others were in lab coats. Everyone had a numbered wristband, but without A, B, or C classifications. Just numbers starting with "No." They were all exercising; some were running, some doing push-ups. Every face looked relaxed, even cheerful, as if they were genuinely happy here.

She breathed heavily, trying to calm herself down. “Blackie is here!” someone exclaimed. Then, a group of men swaggered into the lobby. The man at the center, their leader, stood at an imposing two meters tall. His muscular frame was complemented by tanned skin, and his bald head gleamed like polished obsidian under the light. His eyes were frosty, the aura that he exuded was as intimidating as a tiger and his appearance silenced the noisy lobby instantly. As the man walked, the crowd moved to the side, making way for him.

Our gym coach had her clipboard in her hands, no doubt writing teams. Her blond hair was thrown into a bun, a whistle hung around her neck.She had Langston high school colors on. Black and red, to be exact."Go change!" She yelled blowing her whistle, not even looking up from her clipboard.I sighed before pulling away front Isaac. I walked down the girls locker room hallway, and slipped into the locker room.

Elliot POV The gym floor was shaking under the weight of twenty heavy Alphas. Metal plates were clanking against steel racks. The air was thick with heat, sweat, and tension. Outside these walls, the league was falling apart. Inside, the Redmoor Wolves were training like their season depended on it.