Boxing Ring Love

Lisa Voids

ISBN 10: 5916085990 / ISBN 13: 9785916085990

Published by Ottavio Ferrante, 2026

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Boxing Ring Love | Lisa Voids | Taschenbuch | Englisch | 2026 | Ottavio Ferrante | EAN 9785916085990 | Verantwortliche Person für die EU: Libri GmbH, Europaallee 1, 36244 Bad Hersfeld, gpsr[at]libri[dot]de | Anbieter: preigu Print on Demand.

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Bibliographic Details

• Title: Boxing Ring Love
• Publisher: Ottavio Ferrante
• Publication Date: 2026
• Language: English
• ISBN 10: 5916085990
• ISBN 13: 9785916085990
• Binding: Taschenbuch
• Condition: Neu
• Dimensions: 229W x 152H x 9D millimeters 229 millimeters width by 152 millimeters height by 9 millimeters depth
• Weight: 245 grams
• Seller catalogs:
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Synopsis

" this all is your fucking fault" all of a sudden I was slammed against my locker, towering over me was my arch enemy 'Sam the Dam'. My head was pounding against the hard surface, I hissed in pain glaring straight to him. He was fuming with anger like a predator ready to attack his prey. He stretched his right hand to grab my neck and placed the left one on my shoulder to keep me still. He lowered his chin to my ear and snarled "you are fucking dead 'Meth', if I have a slightest clue of your involvement in this shit, I will hunt you down till your last breath". I was choking on air and my vision was a blur, for a while I thought I was going to die .Mustering all the courage that I could have found, I yanked him away from me. Mean while I was gasping for the air, that dickhead had his usual cocky smirk. I aimed at him and broke his nose, blood oozing in droplets" want to mess with me Sammy!, first of all clear your own shit, you son of a bitch! "with that I punched hard-on his lower abdomen while he was still holding his bleeding nose, I left the locker room with a sense of victory. Two competent boxers who can't stand each other for a moment without insulting.... Ultimately fall in love.

With a loud thud I smashed the alarm clock on my bed coz even I'm asleep I know that I can't afford a fifteen dollar worth clock to smash it per dayg Ho instead of throwing it on floor, I used to throw it on bed.