Romans & histoires Reality Fights

I kicked off my high-heeled black leather boots and walked down the hall into the open floor plan living room. I usually sat at the kitchen island, but today I sank onto the couch instead. I needed the comfort of the soft pillows and a warm blanket. I pulled the file from my bag, set it on the coffee table, placed the latte beside it, and opened my laptop. I had about thirty minutes before my next session, so I opened my browser. The search results stared back at me. Fight records, interviews, and the occasional glossy photo where Alexander looked more model than fighter. But tucked between the polished headlines were the rumors of uncontrolled matches, threads whispering about “cash fights”

And it was going come back and bite him in his ass. Someone help me out my dumb stupid self, please. Sorin pleaded mentally. Sorin's mobile pinged indicating he had a message and it woke him up from his self depreciating thoughts. Removing the phone from his pocket he saw his screen light up with the message Where are you? from Maceo. I am going to the ring to fight Sorin typed back. Why? I thought you didn't have any fights for today? Maceo replied. Just want to Sorin again replied.

Pissed off that he would say such a thing, it pissed me off more than when he called me a half-breed. His father smiles at my reaction before using his Alpha aura trying to get me to submit. I smile and for the first time in my life, I use mine. Stepping forward and placing my hands on the desk and leaning over, looking him dead in the eye suddenly feeling overly protective of my mates. His father's eyes narrow as he tries to exert his force over me when I hit him with mine, making him gasp. Sweat beads on his forehead as he fought against my silent command before I felt my eyes bleed red, giving the room a red tinge too.

Jumping on him I went for his neck. His eyes were ice blue with rage as the realisation he was going to be beaten dawned. I’ve never killed anyone before I couldn’t afford to hesitate, I went for the kill, my jaws widening ready to tear into him when I was thrown from my position. Wicknace had charged me, scattering me across the cobbles.

"Perfect!" Harper wants me to fight. After all this time, they started a fight club again. It turns out there are cameras with those speakers by the space in the compound. That's the fighting ground and on the third floor, that's where the audience stays and watches the entire fight. They can contain a larger crowd that way. My opponent is Ryke. Harper gave me a few details about him. We're the same size, but he has a track record for plummeting. I take off my shirt and place my gloves on.

Celestin estimated that it can accommodate a hundred thousand people, maybe even more. Today is the rank evaluation of Ilias so all students of the academy are required to participate. This is where you can find out if a student's ranking will increase, and this is also where the class everyone will attend the next day after the evaluation, is based. There will only be one way to rank a person, and that is by the damage they would do to the wall. But in some instances, a duel is also allowed. Students were protected with a barrier that's why no one had to worry about being hurt by the explosion caused by someone else's power. This is also the reason why it was held in the Battle Coliseum ins

Ok, sure no problem. Jason walks over to the door and looks through the peephole, It's Roger and he is visibly distressed. Jason opens the door and Roger enters, his eyes are bloodshot from the tears, he paces back and forth in the living room. Jason grabs a hold of him, "hey man is everything ok?" "I just had a very emotional day, I was talking to Jessica and we reminisced about the family I left behind before Aiden turned me. It just brought some repressed emotions up that I never had to face before. I also spoke to Aiden on my way here, he gave me a time and date for our next fight, this will be the best opportunity we have to take him out." "I'm ready when you are, were you able to get u

Though sometimes i call my friend Kayla to come over and we usually spend our time together doing thing like dancing,teaching her self defense and watching movies. ring~ring~ While i was lying on my couch my phone start to ring and i pinch my nose.Why must people be calling me right now.I picked my phone up and see who is it.It's my trainer,Alexis.She helped me a lot on getting in shape and managing my schedule on fights that i can join. I answer her call. She told me that there is a fight in my regular place the "underground" if i want to join next week.I ask her to describe the opponent because we don't have any personal information given on other fighters.Safety reasons.

I wasn’t doing this fight for the position of alpha; I was doing this to take her and my son back. A few minutes later, Roman came out and went to the fields. He pulled off his shirt and was clad only in shorts. Traditionally, the fights were held in wolf form, however, this morning we came to the agreement to do it in human form only. Roman suggested it stating that he wanted to give me a fighting chance. I cackled at the thought but still agreed. I didn’t care how I beat him, I just wanted to win. Beta Tommy would watch over the fight and declare the winner at the end. There really wasn’t a need I thought, because one of us would be dead.

he yelled. My dad is a detective for the State police, been doing it for years. He’s also an MMA fighter and has the belts to prove it. I look at myself in the mirror and take my thick long hair and put it in a tight bun, the last time I left my hair down my dad used it against me. My mocha chocolate skin and hazel eyes shone against the bright sky lights of my bathroom. As my dad and I stood facing each other in the game room, he attacked me with a barrage of jabs and kicks. This time not only was I pissed, but I was also good and ready. I blocked and deflected each one and put him on his ass with a roundhouse to his chest. He recovered quickly and grabbed me around the waist trying to thro