Wrestling Novels & Stories

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 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.

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.

Another guy said. "Shut the fuck up, I'm never going to allow a woman to insult me." The said rage building up. "Wait! Aren't you Double-A, the winner of this year's wrestling tournament?" I looked at the man and nodded slightly, I still wanted to leave this place. "Ha. Don't make me laugh. You wanna tell me that this little girl won the biggest tournament in town? Ridiculous." The man said as he continued to laugh. "I'm telling you, she does this thing where she hits you so fast you pass out." The other argued.

"Okay." I yipped my excitement and started to get to my feet. Langdon grasped my wrist and tugged me back to the floor. "No hitting, no punching, no kicking." I blinked. His smirk was back. "Let's wrestle." My eyebrows rose. "You want to wrestle with me?" "Yep, it's a necessary part of your training at some point, to figure out how to get out from under an opponent or how to keep one pinned down. Today is a good day to work on it. No impact."

She then runs ascending the stairs very fast making Alfi hitting the stairs faster and harder even more. “Ouch, ouch, ouch! Help me!” He screamed in pain. “YOU DUMBASS!” They yelled at him. After a few minutes ascending the stairs, they have reached the eleventh floor. They find themselves in a room like a grand auditorium with a 20 x 20 feet wrestling ring in the middle. The skirt is black with white WTF on it. Three ring ropes made of steel block that are encased in blue rubber hose held up and tensioned by some padded turnbuckles hung on four steel pole ring posts on every corner that integrated with the frame. The ring apron is bright white. There are two

Immediately one of the servants slapped Amarok and said you better be with my master and do not interfere and leave them on their way. After the break, the wrestling competition started where Klaus and Conri were the last participants. The participants who the wolves were excited to watch. John! John! John shouted out to the crowd. Everyone shouts out for Klaus, Klaus!!!! The first move was started by Klaus who attacked him from the front. John managed to defend himself from the attack that he was providing through his feet he immediately grabbed his feet and threw him bang on the ground. Class wise second into the ground and he got terrified by how he swiftly