The Regular Show Muscle Man Novels & Stories

"This is becoming a habit. First you break into my suite in disguise, and now you're breaking into my shower." I stared at him in disbelief. He stood there, dripping wet, completely bare, acting like this was a casual Tuesday afternoon meeting. "Will you please put some clothes on? Do you realise you're literally naked in front of me?!" "Does it bother you so much, Miss Thorne?" *** The arrow flew straight for my heart. Before I could react, a strong arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me back. I crashed against a hard chest as the arrow struck the marble pillar behind us. Duke Blackthorn. Zane. "Why did you save me? I thought we were enemies." "We are." "Then why?" His grip

He had let twelve different men—twelve massive, desperate workers infected with the chaotic 'Red Rust'—batter themselves against his invisible Non-Newtonian Kinetic Shield until their madness broke and their mana cores emptied. His magic had absorbed the kinetic force, but his physical muscles had still borne the sheer, staggering weight of holding the line. His triceps screamed. His ribs ached with a deep, throbbing pressure. His knuckles, even wrapped in heavy tape, were bruised purple beneath the callouses. Marcus walked into the sleek, kinetic sonic-shower. He turned the temperature down to freezing. He stood under the biting spray, resting his heavy forehead against the cool glass. He c

“I can’t believe that the old man’s daughter is a whore. It’s a bad thing I already killed him and he cannot know how filthy her daughter is, huh?” “What did you say?” I shouted, wanting to fucking kill the both of them. He sarcastically chuckles and straightens his back. My body is freezing, watching him step closer in my direction. This man is only wearing a muscle shirt, but I can see his well-sculpted body. Big muscular arms, well-chiseled chest, and defined abdomen part. Damn, this man is sizzling hot. If only he is not crazy because my father is a wicked grass who cannot be easily killed by anyone.

Bеіng a rеgulаr hаѕ mаdе mу body stronger thаn еvеr. My muscles рор аnd burn lіkе a machine. I ѕtаrt tо rеасh mу limits whеn I fееl a tар оn my shoulder. Thе wоrrіеd-lооkіng gуm аttеndаnt is ѕtаndіng behind mе. He’s hоldіng a bоttlе of water аnd ѕіgnаlіng fоr mе to rеmоvе mу еаr budѕ. “Juѕt checking to see if уоu’rе okay thеrе. Dоn’t wаnt anyone gеttіng hurt around here.”

a man said, flexing his bulging muscle. Rowan frowned. "Well, I haven't decided yet." "I can be your sparring partner, young master!" the muscular man said. Rowan looked at him with displeasure. "Rowan, can I be your sparring partner?" I uttered with anticipation before he could reply to the muscular man. Rowan looks stunned. Oh well, it's been a while since I haven't trained my body. Since I came here, I haven't focused on my training. "Hey, you—" With undisguised displeasure, the muscular man was about to reprimand me when Rowan interjected.

the macho man came over to me with a smirk. My eyes were fixed on Allyssa, she stared back, her eyes laced with a hint of worry. I turned to the man before me. "I'll beat you, I have to " "Bring it on, man" he removed his shirt, exposing tightened muscles, I swallowed, as the audience cheered. The atmosphere had changed from cool and quiet, to almost everyone banging a table, and shouting. I removed the black shirt I wore, my eyes on Lyssa, she averted her gaze, as Ren whispered in her ears.

“First time with one of these?” “Yep,” Sarah answered. “I’ve been meaning to come before now, but with school it’s been a little hectic.” The petite blond laughed. “I don’t miss those days. I’m Karli, by the way. It’s nice to meet you.” “My name’s Sarah.” *** “Hi, I’m Tim Fresco,” he said to the receptionist at the training facility in Irving, Texas. “I’d like to get registered for your program, please.” “Which one?”

Oh god! He's toned, sporting a great six-pack, making me almost drool. I don't think I ever saw a man having his muscles so defined. Except on the pictures. While I'm busy gawking at him, I hear Fabrico chuckle from above me. Busted! "You forgot the Pants"