Jack Gilinsky Imagine Fight Novels & Stories

“You dare raise your fist to your FATHER! The FATHER, that put food in your mouth! The FATHER, that put clothes on your back!” Jack stepped forward and he raised his fist higher. His glare peered over the top of his knuckles. Jack was no longer afraid. He lowered the tone in his voice. “I will not let you HURT HER!” He yelled. “Oh, I see. You think you are a big man now. Come little boy, let me show you how a real man fights!” Mirah grabbed Frank's arm. It was already drawn back and his fist was clenched. “Please, he doesn’t know what he’s saying, he is just a little boy.”

Angered by Kaze’s words, the fighter charged toward Kaze. Kaze sat on the single-seater sofa without moving. He looked rather calm. “Show-off!” The fighter grew livid and sprung to kick Kaze in the face. “You’re asking for it!” A figure jumped out and stood before Kaze. It was Jackal. Being in the direct line of the attack, Jackal lifted his leg and countered with a powerful kick. Wham! Their kicks met with a loud smack. “Ugh!” Hunter’s fighter collapsed with a cry. He crashed to the ground, his thigh bone crushed.

“Well, were you in a fist fight with Phillip?” “Yeah.” “Then that’s proof enough.” Lance chuckles. “Never landed a second punch in your life.” “Don’t you have work to do?” I ask flatly. “Okay, Gus, did you see them fight?” Lance asks and I know he will never let this go. “I came in during it, yes.” “Did you see Jayden land an actual hit?” Gus shakes his head. “I’ll clock you in a minute,” I warn Lance. “Oh, give me thirty minutes to move out of the way. Please,” Lance dodges an invisible punch in slow motion.

He's a good liar. Jax pulled back the microphone. "So, nothing is going on between you two?" He asked. "No." Liam and I both said at the same time. Some of the guys started whistling and yelling for me. Jessie P.O.V. I was hiding in the fight club with the guys. We all wore jeans with hoods or hats to cover our faces. We stood in the back. I looked up when the guy in charge announced that a girl was trying to become their newest fighter. My eyes literally popped out of my head when I saw Julie in the cage with a guy that could eat her whole.

I want a partner, an equal, someone who won’t think he’s better than me just because he’s male. It was another day of training when Lucas decided to pair us up against each other. He wanted to see what we had in a real fight. Me? I don’t have fancy techniques or flashy moves. I fight to win. Plain and simple. If I have to beat someone’s ass to do it, so be it.

he grinned “I was thinking we do some knife throwing, and combat” “You want me to punch you” I grinned. “I would like you to try punch me” He winked. “I might get the other guys in on it too, as we all have different fighting styles so it will be good practice for you” “Even Jack?” “Jack is a very skilled fighter, I am sure he will help. Just don’t expect to beat him, as none of us can beat him in a fight” “Who can’t you beat in a fight?” Jack asked finally putting his phone away and coming over to join us.

“Get off me, asshole.” “Um…” I started, not sure if I should intervene or not. The cabin doors opened, and people came streaming out–Fiona, Ted, his boyfriend Andrew. A minute later, Enzo and Nina followed, trialed by Seth, Jenna, and a boy from the team named Brodie. Soon everyone was gathered around to watch the fight. “I’m going to kill you,” Matt snarled, punching Jack in the side of the head. Jack hit him in the ribs again. “Get the fuck off.”

We do not have to win, actually we are not expected to… but we have to prove our worth and out smarts in a fight. The ginger is called first. He steps into the ring, and his opponent, a massive second-year student with a jagged scar across his nose, steps forward. The fight is brutal, short, and one-sided. The ginger has power, but the second-year has technique. He uses the boy's own momentum against him, tripping, sidestepping, landing sharp, precise blows. The ginger goes down, gasping, a foot pressed to his throat. The crowd roars its approval.

Jack leaps at the rogues, and James staggers up, holding his side. "I'm okay, Jack. We hear James grit out. it just took me by surprise. I'm fine, "he goes back to blocking hits and kicks with Jack. Motorcycles are heard, and we watch Alpha Tyler pull up with his club and jump off to join the fight. Tge fighting is brutal, and I feel genuine fear as we watch.