Turning Tables | Tonga Loa Fanfic

Janessa Davis lives for the drama-and she's got a front-row seat to the wildest show on Earth: professional wrestling. As a reporter, content creator, and certified shit-stirrer, she's earned a reputation for being the backstage wildflower everyone loves to hate (or secretly loves to love). Most of the roster can't resist her probing questions and chaotic charm.

But the Bloodline 2.0? Oh, honey, they'd rather suplex her into next week than entertain her antics. Insults? Check. Threats? Double check. A few creative "Yo Mama" jokes? Let's just say tensions are high, and Janessa isn't exactly making friends.

She should probably quit while she's ahead-but where's the fun in that? Janessa loves playing cat-and-mouse, especially when she's convinced she's the cat. But someone in their camp knows the truth: she's no predator. She's the prey. And the Bloodline? They're sharpening their claws.

There's one man who might save her neck... or hang her out to dry. His loyalty is as questionable as Janessa's filter, but he knows how far the others are willing to go to make her disappear. The real question is: how far is he willing to go to keep her alive-or keep his secrets hidden?
In a world where every feud blurs the line between fantasy and reality, Janessa's about to learn the hard way: when the lights go out and the crowd goes home, the real monsters come out to play.

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Pairing: Tonga Loa x Janessa (Nessa) Davis (OC)

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