Vince Champ Novels & Stories

I stand in the center of the arena, my heart pounding so hard I can feel it in my teeth. Across from me, another door opens. And my opponent enters. He's massive—easily six-five, maybe two-hundred-fifty pounds of muscle and violence. His face is scarred, one ear missing, and his eyes have the flat, dead look of someone who's killed so many times it doesn't even register anymore. A feral rogue. The crowd roars approval. "Ladies and gentlemen!" A voice booms over speakers—Hank, acting as announcer. "In the red corner, we have Viktor the Butcher! Twelve wins, zero losses, and a taste for omega blood!"

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

Vincent repeated, still not wanting to introduce his friend. Anderson felt that Vincent was denying it, so he took his steps instead. "What's your name? Let me introduce myself. My name is Anderson Silva, and I am the CEO of Horus Tech Corporation and the boss of your friend, David Clyde." Anderson stretched his hand to Grace. It made Vincent gasp in surprise at his recklessness. Meanwhile, Grace was confused, frowned, and turned to Vincent.

"My future Luna might be in that group. The noise Brynn makes in her throat as she backs away is comical. The only reason she applied in the first place was 'for a laugh' as she liked to say. As I Desire Pack member, whoever gets chosen probably doesn't affect her. "In that group, is Haven Reed from the Vengeance Pack. According to her online profile, she just broke up with her boyfriend and applied for this as I was to get back at her former boyfriend. As a member of that Pack, she clearly doesn't believe much in mates," Zariah tells us.

She muttered beneath her breath as i closed my eyes, heaving a deep sigh. “You are so strong” The nurse said as i pointed to the man at the opposite side. “He is, i meet him here and i leave him here. Almost as if he never leaves” “That’s Josh. He’s fifty six battling brain cancer and yea, he is strong” I had finally met someone as old as i was, but he looked way older, with his bald head and i understood that was the work of chemo.

That's the man who helped Jackson. - What is your name? – I could see in his face that he knew I had already identified him. - My name is Jack. Everything went downhill afterward. I kept the exchange short, trying to get out of there. He could hurt me or my pup. One hit on my head, and all I saw was darkness.

The man’s eyes met mine from under the hood and for the first time since I met him the first time, I couldn’t help but frown when I noticed how familiar he looked. “You really want to play this game against me, little wolf?” He asked, and I scoffed at his confidence. The man started something that he knows as well as he knows his name that he cannot finish. My eyes caught sight of Diego as he walked behind him, and it wasn’t until he pulled his hood off, revealing his face before I threw a knife at him, hitting his shoulder, that we both frowned when we saw who it was.

Sapphire blushed in embarrassment as whisked the chocolate batter. "I do but I wear normal ones...not the one which once your husband will see you and won't leave till you are pregnant with triplets!" A gush of embarrassment brewed in Sapphire and before she could think anything, the whisk flew out of her hand to hit the shameless Selena ! Selena ditched the the whisk and grinned victoriously. She turned to pick up the the whisk from the floor but was left star struck to find James Ronaldo behind her with the batter spread on his face and shoulders.

Sorin was stubborn as a mule and Maceo knew Sorin wasn't gonna accept anytime soon the fact that he was still hurting or more than accepting he just didn't want to show it. Maceo hoped that it wouldn't destroy Sorin. Sorin had been broken already as it was. ____________________________________________________________________ BAM! Sorin landed a perfect hit on his opponent's jaw making his opponent gush out blood from his lips. His opponent grunted as he staggered back. His opponent was stocked up, big muscles and all but in height he was almost same as Sorin, maybe even an inch smaller giving Sorin the advantage of speed and height which he was using to the fullest potential.

He took another drag of his cigarette, then added, “It’s good to see Tyrone finally settled down, though. Not after what happened with his first love.” My heart skipped a beat at his words. “You know my husband?” I asked, the surprise evident in my voice. “Are you… perhaps his best friend?” The idea was almost comforting—the thought of Tyrone having someone close, someone who could bridge the gap of unfamiliarity in this foreign place. He smirked, shaking his head. “Best friend? No, I wouldn’t call it that.” Straightening his posture, he extended a hand toward me. “I’m Vince Del Valle, alpha of the Creet Pack.”