Tisha X Boxten の小説・ストーリー

Everyone is approaching the ring and we do the same and, pushing and shoving, we manage to get in the front row as many of them are drunk. -WELL! FIRST WE HAVE A TITAN WITH TEN FIGHTS WON AND TWO LOST WILLIAM THE DESTROYER!- he introduces and some boo and others cheer as they watch him climb into the ring. He's almost six feet tall and has a lot of muscle mass so I'm guessing he'll be slower although that's not completely known. He has his hair shaved to one and brown eyes - AND SECOND BUT NOT LESS IMPORTANT WE HAVE A CHAMPION WITH TWENTY FIGHTS WON AND ZERO LOST, THE DEVIL CAMBELL - this time there are very few people booing him and almost everyone cheering him on. As soon as I see him get

Brock threw his fists in the air only to be smacked on the chest by Tisha. ........ Tabby

The countdown was to ten, Xayne watched the Referee stare at her again and again while the blonde moved around with each step of confidence and victory. All that the brunette heard was the echoing bell sound of the bell mixed with the loud cheer of the spectators. "Jenna! Jenna!".They hailed as she raised her fist up in victory. The medical team entered into the ring with a stretcher and put her on the it. She groaned softly closing her eyes and they carried her out. That was Xayne Cruz, The eighteen year old boxer who is hell bent on winning at least one match but that is always impossible. "I warned you to reduce your aggression in the ring?". A Man said following after the team who droppe

Devon: Xavier’s fist connects with my face and I stumble backward. “What is wrong with you? You are losing focus, something you rarely do.” As much as I hate to agree with him, he’s right. These days have been exhausting for me. I sigh, peeling out my boxing gloves and dropping them on the floor, with a silent grunt, I come out of the boxing ring. Xavier Castillo owns an underworld boxing ring, where gangsters fight for money; he owns an criminal mafia organization known as The Nexus that operates secretly but to the world, he owns a fast-chain security company.

And neither of us would have a choice. The last bell of the day rang through the marble halls of Hillcrest Academy, echoing like a sigh of relief. Cynthia gathered her books carefully, ignoring the excited chatter around her. Louisa was already leaning against her locker, scrolling through her phone. “Did you hear?” Louisa said, not even looking up. “Xavier Sanchese just rejected Tasha. Again.” Cynthia rolled her eyes as she shut her locker. “Why do you people keep score of who he rejects? It’s ridiculous.”

the kid said and look down fiddling his hand. "The panda? It's on the sofa in the living room" Damian said while drying his hair. The kid stands up and run in the living room. The sight of the kids wearing his shirt makes him hot, but he controls his urges, trying to control his wolf at bay. The kid sweats the night before and that he need to change him before he gets sick. His white shirt hangs until on the kid's thighs and showing those sexy legs. He followed the kid and sees him hugging the plushy tightly. Sentimental. He thought.

It was a WeChat message from Alex… The young man sent a very simple message. “Boss, will you be there during the finals?” “Yeah.” Xyla Quest smiled. “Okay.” Alex replied. After the one-worded reply, Alex was silent… Xyla also became silent. After exiting WeChat, Xyla opened TikTok. She decided to scroll through TikTok for a while… “What time does Season 10’s world championship begin?” Stanley Batton asked while affectionately wrapping his arm around her shoulder.

the message read. Tashi was close to tears now. Her legs feeling like jelly, she walked up to the door and looked through the peephole. There was no one outside. Shuddering violently, she opened the door to find a neatly wrapped package placed at her doorstep. Looking around to make sure she was safe, she picked it up and stepped back inside, locking the door behind her. She held her breath as she opened the wrapped package. It was a remote-controlled vibrator – a toy used by couples for sexual pleasure.

"That’s three minutes. The match is over." Roxie spat on the ground, slowly lowering her wooden sword. She looked down at Gina, her angry sneer changing into a small, begrudging nod. "You took a heavy hit from me and didn't cry or use your flashy star-tricks. You’re still too soft, but you’ve got a spine, girl." Before Gabriel could reach Gina, Tasha rushed into the center of the ring, crying fake tears. She dropped to her knees beside Gina, pushing Trevor out of the way.