Reality Fights Novels & Stories

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

I looked at him. I realised he never told me what we’re doing at some sort of hiking trail. Fuck this is so much work, why can’t he just take me eating like normal men do. I had an intense workout with my self-defence trainer last night. I’ve got fucking bruises on my arms and legs... The bruises on my ribs don’t look at bad as the rest of my body. Beck knows about my classes so he wasn’t surprised when I came home looking like I lost a fucking fight.

I asked, raising my left eyebrow. "I do…" he admitted. "But there are no rules in the fight. You can kill him if you want to." A slow, dark smile spread across my face. Now that sounded interesting. "So it's gonna be bloody?" I asked. "Yes," Ox replied immediately. "Exactly the kind of fight you enjoy. No rules." "When is the fighting show?" I asked. "Friday night." "Count me in," I said with a dark smirk. As long as blood is involved… you can always count Logan Hellfire in.

Then she yanked her arm back and said, low enough that only I could hear: “You really want to do this here.” “Yes,” I said. Out loud. “Actually.” I took the beanie out of her other hand. She grabbed for it back. I don’t remember deciding to scream. I just did. And then I lunged. What followed was not clean or quiet or anything like the confrontation I’d been playing out in my head since September. Her nails caught my cheek, a fast bright sting. My hand found a fistful of her hair and I pulled with everything I had, all of it, all the months of it, and Tahni Haughton screamed.

The Ref walked in the middle, looking from one girl to the next, then he spoke. “Alright, you know the rules. There are no rules. If you fight with weapons, then there will be no shifting. If you shift, that is all on your own. It will be a fight to the death. Are you ready, women?” They both nodded; they didn't look away from each other. You could smell the aura coming from Kayla; she was the queen now. They haven't done the ceremony just yet, but to everyone else, she was the queen. “Alright then, let's get this going,” he raised his arms, slamming them down. He hurried to get out of the way. Reese didn't waste any time. She didn't get into a fighting stance; she didn't even circle Kayla.

Donna suddenly remembered Zara's flawless face, causing her confidence to falter slightly. Quickly changing the subject, she said, "The important information I mentioned involves an underground fight club in Fantadio. It's about the lives of thousands of people." Felix was puzzled. Underground fight clubs were everywhere in Dragonia, shady and hidden from the public eye. Sure, deaths happened occasionally, but thousands of lives at stake sounded absurd. Donna continued, "The fight club I'm talking about isn't like the ones you've heard of. This one involves human fighters going up against Malevolent Phantoms."

Even so, they each held looks of varying levels of concern. Rachel spoke first. “He wants to… box?” I nodded gravely. Maria and Megan looked at each other. “Is it like, some kind of league for high society members or something?” Rachel asked. “He wouldn’t actually go up against, like, guys who do physical labor or something, right?” “I don’t know,” I admitted. “He didn’t say the name of the league.” “Some of those fights are really brutal,” Megan chimed in. “Rachel and I have gone before. It’s not always a pretty sight. Even when the fight is balanced, the guys walk away bruised and bloody.”

Seeing this scene, all the students in the square couldn't help turning pale with fright. They had never dreamed that the head of the Black Water Martial Arts Hall would suddenly attack Lucas. At the same time, they also knew that it was impossible for Lucas to withstand Derrick's fist. Because Derrick was an Ultimate Earth Ranked Realm Gene Fighters. At that moment, everyone was anxious. After Derrick threw a punch at Lucas, Lucas also threw a punch at Derrick. Their fists were about to collide! At this time, except for Hattie, Wesley and Charlie, no one else believed that Lucas could take Derrick's punch.

It was a good fighting play. "Fight! Fight! Fight!" They cheered for both of them. "How can they be so good at fighting! These two! Did they train in martial arts?" They asked themselves. "Let's stream this fight!" They called. The fight was exciting. The two didn't hit once or two. "How come they can be so agile! This is fucking real!Let's bet! I'll go for the red hair guy! I'm with the black one. Here." "10, 000"

Gary looks at us hugging in the elevator and throws a bucket of cold water on me by saying: “Love is beautiful, but in a few minutes we are going to the gym to practice, okay, Sickle?” I grunted. “You a real cock block, Gary.” He did his fake good guy face and we both laugh. I know well enough that I have to dedicate myself to getting ready, this fight is going to be even harder than the other one and I can’t relax. I have to keep myself biting the octagon, focused, that’s the only way I’ll be able to get back to the oficial UFC circuit.