Let's Get Ready To Rumble Guy Novels & Stories

Cara spoke, shoving her phone in front of my face. Wow, that sounded weirdly professional. I kept swiping back and forth between the two guys. One of the guy looked tall, well built with dirty blonde hair and he was wearing a black leather jacket. He screamed hot and danger in all caps. The other guy had this regular boy next door vibe with brown hair and he was pretty good looking. He reminded me of Tyler for a second and my mind was already starting to compare them both. Fucking hell! When does he get out of my head?

I feel a flutter in response. Ready.

I can’t spend an hour in school every day after it ends! “No, no. He has to be joking,” I muttered to myself just as Mr Mason lifted his eyes from the papers he was grading and smiled at me. I frowned in response and glanced at my surroundings. The other people in the library were Brett Martins, a guy who loved to tell immature jokes, and a guy and a girl I didn’t recognize. Asia wasn’t here yet and when I started to wonder if she had decided to leave school, the library’s door opened and she and Noah walked in.

He retracted his steps back to the truck. Ruben prepared himself for battle. He took off his suit jacket, loosened the buttons on his wrist to fold his sleeves up and finally, he unbuckled his belt, wrapped it on his wrist and with a swift movement, he snapped it backwards, standing in a stance ready for battle.

K, From,N.S¬| He let's out a groan. Looks like he needs to get ready. He's got a fight tommorow. Again. His sore shoulder and legs screamed at him in pain. He definitely shouldn't have gone to that fight today.

He's gonna take her down in less than 3 seconds" I heard someone spoke I walked into the cage with full confidence, I don't care if he defeats me but I won't be going down without a fight. Ali was in there too, he was shirtless revealing his six-packs in grey shorts. He was still sweaty from his previous fight "Are you sure you wanna do this? Because I'm not gonna go easy on you" "I won't go easy on you either" I replied but he just laughed. "Fight!" The announcer screamed. I stared at Ali, the supposedly best fighter in The Matrix, he was bouncing on his toes, with clenched fists, ready for action. I slowly adjusted my gloves, with a hint of nerve... I was determined to win this.

Jamiel doesn't see that coming on the way,she was awestruck too, she wasn't expecting that,Anger was clearly written on the opponents face. Crystal couldn't just imagined someone disrupting her one time chance with Damien. She couldn't resist the urge not to fight, not after seeing Damien's reaction. Her two little bunnies stood behind her seeing the J's group are ready for a fight too. They jumped on each other turning the party into a fight

“Are you ready to dance, brochacho?” Ringo called, with a Wild West stance. Tanaka lowered his stance, breathing in deep. “Si, partner.” The bell rang and their battle began. Ringo moved first. His feet barely touched the dirt before he was in front of Tanaka, arm snapping out, Ringo slightly hitting his jaw. The air buckled where his punch passed, a warped shimmer like heat rising off stone. Tanaka sidestepped. Or tried to.

The sounds he made as I clawed at him, urging him deeper. His eyes found mine immediately. Where Ryker’s hair curled, Jude’s was straight and messy as it tumbled over his forehead, partially obscuring the scar slashed through his eye. “Tonight it’ll be brother against brother.” The announcer bellowed, “Who will come out victorious? Let’s give it up for Alpha Ryker and Jude Romero!” The crowd fell into a silence that lasted several seconds when suddenly they erupted in cheers. Their bloodthirst filled the air, charging it with adrenaline.

Adrenaline pumps through my vein, I turn, ready to rumble and my breath ceases. Shit. Fucking hell. Ben is my opponent.