Novel & Cerita Wrestling

I screamed so loud when he was announced the winner. A chuckle snapped me out of it and I immediately sat down back, realising what I've been doing. Like what the heck just happened. "I'm shocked you are really enjoying the game," Armano's whispered into my ear. I turned crimson red, to be honest I didn't even understand what just happened. I just felt the rush of adrenaline, it was like I was the one wrestling. I think I have a slight interest in this wrestling. "Do you want to learn the basics of wrestling, seems like you are interested. You have the built, seems like you were both born for this

Third person POV: ‘Ring of Blood’ was wrestling play-offs conducted more like a sacred ritual in criminal world once every year, the only event where members form all gang’s used to participate for honor in underworld. Several best fighters from all gang’s used to fight against each other to win raw gold worth of 10 million dollar, Gold was just rationale but the real prize of such play-offs was to show power and establish dominance in underworld, such kind of wrestling matches were illegal and punishable in New York, hence this matches used to get organized on secular island under the mask of parties and celebrations.

The festival of wrestling will begin any moment, the story of the mighty female warrior by the name, "Agbana" was still fresh as only two men had been able to throw her to the floor, some men even sustained a life injury combating with her. The wrestling festival is not a festival to be missed by anyone, even the sick are brought to watch it, a festival that takes four days, eight fighters will be nominated for a fighting tournament, the first day, four persons will be

The dimly lit room was filled with the aroma of sweat, leather, and anticipation. Fifteen naked bodies were scattered around the wrestling mat, eagerly awaiting the main event of the evening. I, Melody Rivera, the reigning fuck fight champion, stood in the center of the ring, my toned muscles rippling beneath my bare skin. My opponent, a new challenger named Lex Lux, eyed me hungrily as he stretched his broad shoulders, his thick cock already hardening at the thought of conquering me.

"Allena, why the fuck didn't you go with him if you were going to think about him all day anyway? Aiden spat in irritation. "I need this. I feel stressed." "About what? You have to focus, or just get the hell out." "I'll do better, I promise!" It was much easier on other days when Aiden had me do a mix of things for hours; sprinting, working the core, thrusting heavy wooden weapons at a fast pace, and my least favorite of all, wrestling. Today was the fateful day where wrestling was the main focus. Allena was good at kicking and hitting but unfortunately, those weren't allowed. Aiden scored several falls and submissions in the f

I walked back to the edge of the bed and took a seat in his line of view. “Hi Callahan,” I singsong. Bleary eyes met mine. “That move was called a tornado DDT. I’ve been watching a lot of professional wrestling lately. What do you think?” I asked seriously. My techniques were more of the taekwondo and karate genre, but I liked the wrestling shows Rina had got me involved in since last week. I wondered if Grayson knew how much of an honor this was for him. He was the first person I ever used a wrestling move on.

"Okay, come on, come on. Bet bet bet." And like that, the men placed their bets. Loud noise erupted as the two men began to wrestle. Dante has never sat down to watch a full wrestling match on TV, not to talk of a live one but watching it live right now, he's feeling a new type of adrenaline rush. He is the referee but he kept cheering on. Of course, his bet is on Timothy.

I grab his shirt hem and he breaks his death glare off of my poor challenger. "Hey, calm down. What is your deal," I ask, glaring at him? This stupid guy is not going to get Max's gym shut down for remodeling if I can help it. His eyes flicker from black to chocolate at my words. "What were you doing rolling around on the ground with my pack member," he snarls at me. "It's called wrestling," I state in a duh tone. Has he been living under a rock? "You fight on top of being a carpenter," he asks, looking completely shocked.

Rex shrugged, racking his brain for possible things for him to do. “They have a place that gives great massages in the merchant district bathhouse, I would also say an hour or two at the tavern, but that would be pointless for you, there is also the beast master’s auction house near the western gate or if you don’t wish to take any relaxing time, they do daily wrestling bouts at Kong’s stadium, it is right in the middle of the common district in the south, I was champion there for almost three years” Ley said, counting ideas on his fingers, smiling proudly and puffing his chest out while talking about the wrestling stadium. “I’l

His muscles ripple beneath his tight-fitting shirt, evidence of years spent honing his craft. I watch his every move, studying his technique, trying to anticipate his next action. But he is an enigma, a formidable opponent who keeps his secrets well-guarded. With a swift motion, he lunges forward, his arms reaching out to grapple with mine. I brace myself, feeling the force of his impact reverberate through my body. Our intertwined limbs form a tangled dance, each move a calculated step in the intricate choreography of wrestling. The room echoes with the sounds of our efforts—a symphony of heavy breaths and grunts, the rhythmic thud of bodies hitting the mat.