Gym Leaders Black And White Novels & Stories

She didn't think anyone would be working out this early. She pushed open the metal doors to the gym room and All Along the Watchtower was playing at a moderate level; not quite loud but it could have been softer. There was only one other person in the room and he was running on the treadmill. Ashleigh allowed her eyes to linger on the man. Damn he was big. He wore black nylon workout pants and a black hoodie; both damp with his sweat. The pants molded nicely along the man's butt. He had a great butt, like two boulders. His fists were pumping as he ran and she could tell that he was a white guy, but other than that couldn't tell what he looked like. He was a giant! She could see the muscles r

she said, looking at me in disgust. “A big giant snake swallowed me,” I replied nonchalantly. She looked at me, shocked. “Octavia, please stop your jokes. We are about to be eaten and I do NOT want to be a meal to psychopaths,’’ she said, looking around. I chuckled, looking at the stadium. I wonder who their leader is. Someone is definitely controlling all these monsters. The podium got quiet as someone walked on the podium. I look at the black long clothes, trailling my eyes up to their leader. It is a female. She was wearing a beautiful black gown which was cladding her hourglass figure beautifully. She has white, creamy skin, her long, black silky hair went down her back. Her lips are ful

The dew still clung to the grass, and the world was quiet save for the distant sounds of the waking pack. Her heartbeat quickened in anticipation, a mixture of excitement and nervous energy coursing through her veins. The training ground was a carefully tended space. It was lined with wooden obstacles, dummies, and weaponry that promised a challenge. As they entered the training ground, Avla's breath caught in her throat. Standing before her, Gideon was a breathtaking sight. Dressed in solid black tight sleeveless shirt that hugged every line and muscle, he looked like a warrior sculpted by the gods. His broad shoulders tapered down to a chiseled torso, every abdominal muscle etched in vivid

“Woosh, woosh, woosh, woosh, woosh~~~” As Michael's words fell, dozens of men in black appeared around the Ancient Beast Fighting Arena. "What the f*ck. Who are these people?" Seeing a large number of men in black appearing, more than 10,000 onlookers changed their expressions one after another, because these dozens of men in black were all holding AK47s in their hands. The leader’s gaze locked onto the young man’s star soul, and he suddenly waved his hand to issue the order to fire. Tat tat tat tat tat tat –

Ash nodded and followed Bright as the two Leaders walked on the stage and asked everyone to keep quiet. "Thank you one and all for becoming a part of such an important day in mine and Ash life. As we celebrate our union today, I would like to make my position quite clear. As the leader of Black Dragon , my community pledges allegiance to the entire Black Dragon and the White Dragon. And because I speak for the entire Black Dragon , I can safely say that I have the full support of the Black Dragon "

Look at Everett over there, his abs are going to rip through his shirt! My stomach flipped. I hadn’t seen Everett since our training session over the weekend and didn’t even realise he was here. Turning to see him, on the other side of the gym, my stomach felt like it was on fire. Everett was wearing grey jogging bottoms and a black compression shirt, classic for him but that colour combination hit the spot so perfectly, making him even more pleasing to the eye. Around his waist was a black gym belt, which was to support him deadlifting a crazy amount of weights, but as usual, it seemed to not even phase him. It was likely more for show or to highlight his impeccable figure.

Mia's POV: I watched as the sports instructor, Mr. Derek Clinton, blew his whistle to gain everyone's attention, and the arena fell silent. There were several hundred students from different houses: Yellow House, Red House, Green House, and Blue House. I noticed there was no White House. So why did Liam and Leon wear white sports wear? Was it because they were the Alphas? "Attention, everyone!" Mr. Derek said again, his voice loud enough to silence the arena.

Now I'm flushing like an idiot and internally screaming at my own traitorous body. …. "Three teams!" Coach yells over the chaos in the gym, his voice booming. "Red, Black, and White!" Brandon, Isabella, and Briella end up on Red. Isaac and I get dumped into White along with Kimberly, who immediately looks like she'd rather be anywhere else. Yara and Grayson land on Black. Everyone around us collectively groans. "Why does everyone look like someone died?" I ask Isaac, who's hanging his head back like he's already accepted defeat.

"Excuse me, who failed on the last minute drug dealing again? Got scaredy-cat, code F." Code B and code F are the two leaders behind their teams. Red and black with a dragon tattoed on ther masks are the co-leaders assigned by these two leaders on their team. While the rest who wear masks with a small tattoed dragon are the underlings of the teams. The rest who were listening stiffened on ther seats as they hears the fired negotiating of the two leaders. This may called war.

I keep my eyes glued to the monitor to check the leaderboard updates: Aldair (red) Beckett (blue) King (orange) Aldair (green) Sharpe (purple) Vance (cyan) Blake (silver) Harrington (gold) Sinclair (violet-gray) Torrence (magenta) Carver (lime) Dalton (black) Winslow (navy) Carstairs (teal) Ellery (maroon) Grayson (olive) Hawthorne (peach) Danvers (yellow-black)