Hoenn Trainer Novels & Stories

Taro and Genzo followed her *Keyla, how can you play so well* the trainer wanted to know now *I had someone teach me* Keyla continued to grin *may I also ask from whom? * the trainer really wanted to know now * from my best friend Karl Heinz Schneider * Keyla looked at a horrified face. The coach had expected everything, but not the answer.

Curiosity piqued, Danial mentally asked the System to determine Trainer Eamon's cultivation level. System: "Trainer Eamon's cultivation level: Master Level." The System's response confirmed Danial's suspicions. Trainer Eamon was indeed a Master Level cultivator, a realm of power that was far beyond his current Peak Third Stage Mortal cultivation. Trainer Eamon turned his gaze to Danial, his expression thoughtful. "Is there any truth to these accusations, Danial? Did you use illegal means in your duel with Leonard?" Danial's voice was firm as he replied, "No, Trainer Eamon. I fought Leonard fairly and without any forbidden techniques or external aid. These accusations are baseless."

We walked in comfortable silence until we reached the training field. “Horse riding,” she winked at me and moved past the other trainees towards a field of horses further down. “Almost late, huh?” Amon, the personal trainer Soren had assigned to me, stood impossibly close. The few dirty blonde strands of his hair were braided into three thin braids, giving him a somewhat tribal appearance. “I’m sorry, I got caught up in the beauty of the place,” I replied, moving to my designated training spot on the black mat.

***** "It's time, Lina, wake up!" I hear the sound of my trainer's powerful, youthful voice. He is quite young but still seven years older than me. He has tanned skin, brown hair and green eyes, he has an athletic physique. In other words, he has everything in the right measure. I like him, and so good when I'm around him. He's the only one who doesn't mistreat me. I confess, I've been quite distracted during my training, admiring his unusual beauty. "Lina, let's go!" he sighs. "I know you're already awake. Come on, I don't have time for your games."

“Why not Shawn? He is the pack's training coordinator, isn't he?” Knox nodded. “Yes, he is. Shawn is a very talented and experienced fighter, but Hunter is better. I want the best for you, and since I can't fully be available to train you, Hunter is the next best person to do so.” He replied with an assuring smile.

a not too deep male voice called from the entrance to their training ground. "Come in son" the sensei turned away his attention from Lilith and Rain to the handsome male aspirant that just walked in. "Sensei" he bowed to him in show of honor before raising his head to state his purpose. "I am aspirant Florate Henshaw and l have come with word from my sensei, sensei Miratroy" he said boldly, making Rain's cheeks burn the more. 'Oh he is so adorable'. "Oh ok" the sensei nodded "speak" he ordered.

“Zayn, honey. Sometimes. We think we know that person like the backs of our hands, turns out--we dont’t. Buckle up to train with Teresa, okay. I wanna see Max transform.” She then joined the number of spectators in the shack. He was too busy talking with the wise woman that he did not realize that they were already in the arena, along with Max , Hesther and of course, their new trainor, Miss Teresa. The sun was shining brightly and they were all glistening with little beads of sweat because of the humidity even if they have not begun. “Okay, Max. I was told that you have successfully transformed. As your new trainor, I am not involved with you personally. I am not your mother. I am the perso

I'd definitely seen him once, back in Silver Moon, but he didn't want to admit it. Adrian, being one of the Beta's sons, had taken me to the training field to watch him and other warriors train. Unfortunately, I bumped into Isagi, who happened to be one of the trainers and spilled drink on him. I apologized, but he didn't spare me a glance and I had forgotten about him until now. I couldn't help but wonder how a Dark Hounder and royalty ended up being a trainer in Silver Moon. How did he even get in? The second time was at the banquet—when Elodie and I were running and bumped into a masked man. It had been him. I was sure of it.

*** Ariana’s POV The morning sun peeked out from behind the clouds, casting a golden glow over the training grounds. I adjusted my jacket nervously as Beta Simon led me toward the open area where my new trainer, Master Oren, waited. My guards flanked me, Mika on one side, Michael and Martin trailing slightly behind, their quiet strength reassuring. “Master Oren is one of the best combat trainers in the region,” Simon explained, glancing back at me. “And, apparently, he was eager to take on the challenge of working with you.”

I put a hand up for her to stop, "I understand, you didn't know, so it's all good." They all let out a breath and this time I did laugh loudly, until the female trainer came walking over, "you must be Veronica Caspo? I'm Gamma Willow the female's trainer." I look at her with surprise, "oh, I'm use to the Beta's training." Her brow archs at me, "what Beta's," she looks over at the men trainers, "they're all Alpha's," she scoffs, "you have been gone a while haven't you or didn't you know they were Alpha's?"