Magcon Imagines Fight Novels & Stories

"What the! Jayden's eyes widened as he scanned the article, a mix of disbelief and frustration washing over him. "What the fuck! They must be out of their mind. She is not even my type of woman. Hell no! I have to rectify this... hold on... she said... she had a huge fight with Mona because of this issue. Could it be that Monalisa still likes me? Oh my goodness. I have an idea. Wow! I'm so smart," he muttered to himself, a sly grin spreading across his face. Jayden quickly dialed Tricia's number, his fingers moving with a newfound purpose.

The solid sounds of his fists coliding with a dummy were echoing around the place. There was nothing special about him. He was wearing pants and a grey sleeveless shirt. He was wearing combat boots too. He was beaded with sweat and his hands were fitted in black gloves. His skin was a little tan and his hair was black and longer than mine. His muscles were defined but, not overpowering to his body. I looked at Sil and saw her eyes sparkle. Her fists were balled up and I couls see, in the dim light, her cheeks flushing red. She stared to comb her hair and bash her eyelashes. "Ehem" clearing her throut as loudly as she can. The echoing stopped. An eerie silence surrounded the place. His eyes s

He drops low and sniffs the air, His head flicking around as if waiting for someone. A growl comes from a bush before a fighter launches himself at Brody. Brody easily step out the way and starts circling, his canines dripping. He was a lot bigger than the fighter; I mean A LOT bigger. The fighter launches and Brody braces as their body hits his. He bends down and drags the fighter by the neck and shakes them until they go limp. That was too easy. MAGGIE POV

In my past life, my class cornered me on the school rooftop after our SAT. "Winnie wouldn't have jumped if you didn't rat us out!" "You ruined our chances to make it into Croma, the best college there is! We had a million staked on this!" With the class officer taking the lead, over a dozen pairs of hands pushed me at the same time. I could hear the howling in my ears as I fell, and they were all laughing in relief. When I opened my eyes again, I was alive and sitting in class on the day before our SAT. Winnie Ascott was standing up front, her phone screen projected on the whiteboard. She was presenting an app called the Ultimate Answer Sheet, with an electronic contract beside it. "

I went for the reckless look today with my tank that showed off my arms but still covered a decent amount of cleavage and shorts. I contemplated on wearing leggings but I didn’t trust it’s loyalty to me on not getting me humiliated in the middle of a fight so I had to fish out my shorts and suck up my pride. I didn’t bother looking around and rubbed my fingertips instead. They were still raw from the warm up and my inner self smirked. They would never know what hit them. I finally faced my opponent. The second he set foot on the arena and saw who he’s going to fight, his face morphed into pure rage.

Our hands grazed each other. Volcanoes erupt inside me Weird He withdrew his hand immediately like he had felt them too, the volcanoes I mean. "How do you think I can see without them, ehhh, Oga?" "So I'm guessing that you can?" I slapped his arm and he feigned to be hurt. "Come on, I'll show you everyone". People ran up to me to introduce themselves, it was so nice to see them, I couldn't recognise most of them, they were taller, their features were sharper, highlighted even.

His jaw clenched and his muscles tenses under his flexible armor. Morrigan bit her lips and turned around, her back facing her trusted aide. She heaved an exasperated sigh as she shuts her eyes tightly. She felt like her throat is dry and her hands had gone cold. She cannot think of anything but how dejected his eyes are as she rejects his request of setting out of war. "I'll think about your request. You shall go and rest in your chamber early. You may now go." Morrigan looked out of her balcony standing still in the middle of her room as she listens to Colfre's fading steps in the background. His armor clattering lightly till it fades when the double doors of her room click as Colfre exits

Ray was hopeful about my fighting abilities though, so I wasn't too worried. The man looked at Ray first, then at me and Quinten. "What happened here?" I stared at him, at a loss for words. It had just dawned on me who this man was. Roger Mason, one of the oldest fussiest werewolves left in our world. He commanded respect everywhere he went. Only a fool would dare consider angering him. "Alanna, tell him what happened," Ray ordered. "Quinten and I were on our way home from a shopping trip to Muskegon, and we-"

Within a minute there was a huge circle made, as if anticipating the upcoming battle. Stood in the centre was Alpha Wicknace, Jimmy and Julien. Jimmy was wielding a huge axe. My eyes flitted to Selene to confirm she was unhurt. Apart from looking pale and cold she was uninjured. Good. Now to focus on killing those who put in this situation.

It was ridiculous, but each time it had been something worth fighting for, so why not tag on another one. I already linked Dylan, I heard Jeremy state. He’ll be here in about 10 minutes. I hope that is soon enough, I replied. If I don’t win, he’s going to have to do something. We can’t let him take her through that portal. I was mildly worried about the fight, but I knew if I used magic and my Cataclypse strength, that I had a fighting chance. If nothing else, I could be a distraction. “Alright,” Magnus piped up. “Let's do this.”