She opened up the curtains to look at her ocean view. Her hair fell down to her mocha shoulders, dressed in a beater that hugged her torso, her cleavage perfectly hidden, with shorts that complimented her long toned legs. The air was crisp, and the Florida sun beaming down. Aleena crinkled her nose, feeling a well place kiss on her shoulder. A strong pair of hands was wrapped around her waist, and spun her around. “Byron” She said, and Bryon smiled at her showing off his pearly whites.
Byron pulled Aleena close to him. The NXT commentator moved a strand of his girlfriend’s hair back and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead
SmackDown!
November 30 2012
"Ladies and Gentlemen, standing with me at this time, is the returning Austin Blake!" Matt Striker smiled, holding up his microphone, the blue-eyed interviewer dressed in a black dress shirt, blue tie and a pink breast cancer lapel attached to his pocket. Austin poked his head into the camera angle, before entering stage right. He received a decent amount of cheers as the rest of the crowd continued to boo the man.
"Hello there Matthew, I can't even begin to tell you, how elated I am to be back here on Smackdown." Austin let out guffaw, he proudly sported a Dexter t-shirt, a pair of brown cargo shorts and his
She opened up the curtains to look at her ocean view. Her hair fell down to her mocha shoulders, dressed in a beater that hugged her torso, her cleavage perfectly hidden, with shorts that complimented her long toned legs. The air was crisp, and the Florida sun beaming down. Aleena crinkled her nose, feeling a well place kiss on her shoulder. A strong pair of hands was wrapped around her waist, and spun her around. “Byron” She said, and Bryon smiled at her showing off his pearly whites.
Byron pulled Aleena close to him. The NXT commentator moved a strand of his girlfriend’s hair back and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead
SmackDown!
November 30 2012
"Ladies and Gentlemen, standing with me at this time, is the returning Austin Blake!" Matt Striker smiled, holding up his microphone, the blue-eyed interviewer dressed in a black dress shirt, blue tie and a pink breast cancer lapel attached to his pocket. Austin poked his head into the camera angle, before entering stage right. He received a decent amount of cheers as the rest of the crowd continued to boo the man.
"Hello there Matthew, I can't even begin to tell you, how elated I am to be back here on Smackdown." Austin let out guffaw, he proudly sported a Dexter t-shirt, a pair of brown cargo shorts and his
Raw
1/26/15
Nolan couldn't help but sense that all eyes were on him. It was no secret that he was now the envy of the locker-room. What they thought about him was none of his business, for the most part, they could just piss off. Clearing his throat, Nolan stepped in front of the nearest mirror and straightened his tie. He was always a snazzy dresser, but not too often he had the chance to show it. Tonight, he was able to though, it was a special occasion, and for the occasion, Nolan donned a grey three-piece suit and he even slicked back his hair.
"Well, don't you look like a gentlemen?" Claudio stated as he wrapped up his wrists. "You l
Birth name: Russell Rivers
Born: October, 30 (1986)
Philadelphia, PA, U.S
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Professional Wrestling Career
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Ring Name(s)
Swamp Monster
Horus
Russell Rivers
Billed Height: 5'10 (1.78 m)
Billed Weight: 197 lb (89 kg)
Billed From:
The Swamp (as Swamp Monster)
The Nile Delta Marsh (as Horus)
Philadelphia, PA
Trained by:
Mike Quackenbush
Chuck Taylor
Ophidian
Debut 2011
Russell “Russ” Asher Rivers (born October 30 1986) is an American professional wrestler, currently signed with New Japan Pro Wrestling.
Early Life
Russell was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania where he is an only child. Being an only child, he was used to be bei
Smack!Down
4/30/15
A smile was on the face of Renee Young, as she stood in the center of the ring, microphone in hand. “Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome at this time, Austin Blake!” Renee announced with as much enthusiasm as possible, and it did not go unnoticed by the fans. Upon the sound of the guitar solo, the Ilinois fans rose to their feet as ‘Hero’ played across the arena. With a huge pop, Austin stepped out to the stage. For the occasion, the hometown hero wore a Chicago Blackhawks jersey, darks jeans and the latest pair of J’s. This was a reaction that he had always dreamed of, and Austin was certai
His head was pounding; he was dirty, and he found himself in a location he was not familiar. "Where the hell am I?" The room was dark except for a small flicker of light; slowly, Austin began to motion for it but felt a sharp pain in his midsection. During his match against Bray at the Payback Pay Per View, Wyatt had dove off the ring apron with a senton, surely bruising or perhaps breaking his ribs. In pain or not, he had to keep on moving. As he drew near, he realized that this light was not his way out. This light was trapped inside of a lantern; that rested on the arm of a rocking chair. It could only mean one thing- Bray Wyatt. Since Aus