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American Dirt

Chasing the Gridiron Dream Book1 (Knights and Gridiron)

Hiroshi Tanaka, an 11-year-old chess prodigy, is the pride of his small Japanese town. With an unmatched ability to see the board several moves ahead, Hiroshi has won national tournaments and dreams of becoming a grandmaster. However, the solitary nature of chess weighs on him. He begins to crave something more—something dynamic, physical, and collaborative. His life changes when he accidentally watches an American football game on TV and is immediately captivated by its mix of strategy, action, and teamwork. Fascinated, Hiroshi starts obsessively studying football. He draws parallels between chess and the sport, fascinated by how every play feels like a tactical battle. With no local football teams in his town, Hiroshi convinces his school friends to help him form a small club, teaching them the basics he’s learned from videos and books. His leadership, fueled by his chess-honed mind, begins to shine as he creates strategies that allow his team of misfits to beat more experienced players in informal matches. But Hiroshi faces challenges. His parents, proud of his chess achievements, don’t see football as a worthwhile pursuit and worry it could derail his future. Classmates mock his interest in an "American sport," and Hiroshi himself struggles with the physical demands of football, far different from the mental game he’s mastered. The book culminates in a local exhibition game where Hiroshi’s team, with their unconventional strategies and teamwork, face a group of older, more experienced players. Though physically outmatched, Hiroshi uses his chess expertise to outthink their opponents, leading to an exhilarating victory. Inspired by this success, Hiroshi vows to chase his dream of playing professional football, despite the odds stacked against him. This is a 5 series book
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Rise Of The Demon Alpha

The forest was quiet, and everything was still. The gentle northern wind sweeping through the trees and dried leaves brought nothing but a sense of foreboding and despair as Raphael crawled into his cave and huddled against the dirt stained walls. Stifling the moan of anguish that escaped his mouth, he pressed hard on the cut below his ribs. The blood stopped flowing briefly, as he dug some sticky clay from underneath the roots of the oak tree and applied it to his injury. It stopped the blood flow instantly. He was aware of the giant slash across his back, but he was too exhausted to attend to it. 'Later' he thought to himself, leaning back as he shut his eyes. He was lucky to have escaped with his life. "They will pay for this. I will get my revenge soon enough," he muttered to himself as the owl perched on the branch of the oak tree above hooted ominously. He had become his neighbour for the past few weeks, his hooting always reminding him that he may not be the only living thing in the forest. Other days, the silence was impregnable, the eerie quiet sending chills down his spine. As he slowly started to slip into unconsciousness, he heard a dull thud on the dirt outside the cave, too faint for a normal person to hear. But Raphael was no ordinary person. Crouching behind the roots of the tree, he waited patiently as the sniffing began. He made a silent prayer, to no one in particular as he saw the red eyes right outside his cave. They locked eyes with each other, and the enormous wolf bared his canines at him, before howling into the night. All around the forest, several other howls answered, as the earth began to tremble under the numerous paws thundering above it. 'Here we go again,' he thought to himself.
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