Wrestling Novels & Stories

It almost reminds me of a modern day gladiator trial without weapons. Shane has a beer while I have margarita in a giant wrestling glove that has enough alcohol to get a horse drunk or maybe I’m a bit of a lightweight. It doesn't matter because I’m having fun and looking at a pregnant Toni reminds me I better drink while I can because I will eventually be pregnant if things go according to plan. By the time Mav is announced as Kratos because of his wrestling stage name, I’m past tipsy on my way to getting drunk. Apparently he and Leo are super into roman mythology and astrology stuff.

I bounced in amped up for getting some activity. "This isn't a jungle gym Stanlay!" Karish fought against eminent loss the others and strolled towards me. "I realize this is significant preparation, I was in the wrestling crew and I can battle with them, I'm an expert competitor, I nearly came to the Olympic group "Fine you can match up with one of the young ladies" "That doesn't really seem fun at all. I need to match with one of the person. Karish caused a commotion in shock, while part of the gang energetically seized the chance and came to the front siphoning his chest.

I heard about the wrestling sport where Shun was the most excellent player. The prize was worth 100 gold coins. I watched him fight on the stage. Boys are uproaring their cheer for him while I remain observant at the corner. Shun wasn't wearing an upper piece. It was the moment, cranky to think, that I was pleased with his hunk body. He was drenched in his own sweat and every time he defeated an enemy, the cheer resonated louder.

I gently bit my lower lip to avoid myself from suddenly crying. A few minutes later, the wrestling match began. Taek-woon was the first player from SADI Violet and going against him was Troy. Since the match is called ssireum which is a traditional Korean sport, it involves using one's entire body in a battle of strength and technique. Both Taek-woon and Troy went to the center and grabbed each other's belts called a satba or trouser waist. As soon as the referee whistled, the two began moving forward against each other, slowly turning around and finding the chance to overpower the other.

He howled loudly. Sera laughed, I imitated. It looked funny to her. Another upper cut he gave at his chin.. an elbow knock at Golden's back. He reciprocated but kicking Val’s leg off. Val pulled his ears and twisted his neck.. he turned his head falling him on the ground. " Oooouu!” He made the sound beating his chest. Valdrakon won the wrestling match. Whistle was blown. Val's hand was raised as the winner, the other defeated. A green belt was placed on his waist to signify the winner.

I ducked, drove my shoulder into his ribs, and sent him stumbling backward into a parked car. The tall guy was faster than he looked. His fist caught me in the jaw, snapping my head back. Stars exploded behind my eyes, but I stayed on my feet. Wrestling has taught me how to take a hit and keep moving. I drove my elbow up into his solar plexus,I felt the air rush out of him in a wheeze. He doubled over, and I brought my knee up toward his face. He managed to block it with his forearms, but the impact sent him staggering back.

As far as he is concerned, she is this vulnerable human who deserves protection. "I took interest in wrestling during high school. We call it the fight game. I'm pretty good at it but I haven't done it in a while." Kelsey disclosed. "Then we will have you registered in one of the wrestling matches or the fight game as you call it," Ben told her. "What?" Dennis almost yelled and lifted his head. He faced Kelsey and looked her straight in the eyes. "Let's say you can wrestle as you claim. Do you think this is some high school wrestling game? We are talking about supernaturals competing here."

"Wrestle. Wilson's dream is to become a wrestler. Professionally!" Vox and Charlie looked at each other. "Well, that's not so bad. I mean wrestlers earn a lot of money...." Charlie began. Vox continued: "But, wrestlers are not seen as a big deal by the Tiger City government. Unlike every other city in this kingdom, Tiger City does not even care to have an official wrestling platform. If you want to earn as a wrestler, you have to fight in one of those underground fight platforms. The problem with these places are that anything goes. There are no rules. You win any way you can and earn a commission from the bets and amount of audience you attract."

Of the three of us, I was the loudest and most related to what we watched because it's been a long time since I've been able to watch it. "I didn't think you liked to watch like that. I thought you were watching barbie and K-Drama. How would Zachariah react when she found out that you were watching then?" Ycson asked. "But Kimora girl, Since you are watching wrestling on television does it mean that you know some of moves there? Like you said, uppercut, sidekicks, hard punch, High kick." He asked again. I thought for a moment because of what he said. I know some of their moves but I guess I can't really do that especially when I'm in danger.

They encircled a makeshift arena, a ring demarcated by stones and torches, a place where legends were born. At one end of the ring stood Bridget, her form illuminated by the silvery moonlight. She exuded an air of unwavering confidence, her muscles honed by years of rigorous training and her eyes filled with determination. Her opponent, a towering figure with bulging muscles, paced the other end of the ring, a snarl on his face that spoke of overconfidence. The crowd’s excitement rippled through the forest, their howls and cheers echoing into the night. The wrestling match was a highly anticipated event, a showcase of raw strength and skill that transcended me