Action Novels & Stories

she sighed loudly. She stood there for another minute, glaring at me, but she stopped asking me to leave after a while. She walked over with a heavy sigh and sat down beside me, making sure to leave a small, safe gap between our bodies. We ended up watching a random action movie together in the living room. We didn't actually pay much attention to the plot because we were arguing playfully the entire time. "That guy is a complete idiot," Aria said, pointing at the large screen. "Why would he drop his weapon and try to fight the villain with his bare hands?"

All the muscles in his body have doubled in size because for killing time he works out like crazy. He walked like a mighty king in his menacing aura towards the cabin where either Caleb or Finn would be present. The guard opened the door and let him in. As soon as he saw who was sitting there on the chair all his dominance and intimidation flew out of the window and his legs became weak just by looking at that angelic face. Hearing footsteps, her head snapped up. Their eyes met. Silver against Ocean blue. Their breath hitched. They shared a heart beat. Thud. Thud.

Jackson shakes his head and slowly shifts back to his wolf. He is in feral form, and I am in human form. We turned in a circle, looking into each other's eyes. When Jackson lunges at me, screaming that he's going to rip me apart, I only partially shift my hand and bury it in Jackson's chest, taking advantage of his momentum. I felt my hand break into Jackson's ribs and gripping his heart, I ripped it out, and lift it into the air, blood running down my arm as I looked into Jackson's startled eyes. He looks at his still beating heart in my hand, then at the hole in his chest, and finally at me. He drops to his knees.

Rage ignited within me, a fierce fire that burned away any trace of fear. Without hesitation, I launched myself into the fray. My fists flew, my body moving with a precision that was second nature to me. The element of surprise worked in my favor as I took down one wolf after another, my movements fueled by the need to protect the woman I loved. Aline's eyes met mine, and I saw a mixture of relief and determination in them. She struggled against her restraints, a testament to her strength even in the face of danger. I fought harder, fueled by a surge of power that seemed to course through my veins.

She had on a black plaid skirt, a black hoodie and was wearing converse sneakers. He waved at me, how could he wave at me in front of her? Was our relationship that insignificant that she didn't need to be wary of me and let him be friends with me? Wow, that's cruel. I waved back and kept walking. ** At lunch, they came to sit with me, one of Adam's friends wrapped his hand around me and smirked, "Now that it's over between you guys, how about we get together?" "No thank you." I declined.

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

I could feel his arousal pressed again me as he ripped at the remaining buttons of his trousers. Its me or him! Michael ran his sickening hands along my thighs and I knew there was only one way to make him stop. I gripped the stick tighter feeling it cut into palm and with all the strength I had left plunged it right into his exposed neck. Hot thick blood splattered all over me, on my face, my chest, on my dress and my hands. Michael titled his head in my direction his surprise and shock filled his handsome features right before he went limp and his warm body fell on top if me. Blood pooling in the hollow spaces of my neck and collar bones, running down my dress.

“You call that safety? Locked rooms, armed men, every choice made for you?” “It’s what I knew, it’s all have always known and besides you’re one to speak aren’t you doing same?”I ask dryly. Adrian reached for the first-aid kit on the counter. He opened it as he worked in efficiently as he applied some Alcohol, gauze, tape on my wound without uttering a word. Every movement deliberate, restrained. I watched his hands the same hands that held guns, broke bones—moving now like they were afraid to hurt.

Gently, I placed my palm on his rock hard chest and moved it to his stomach slowly with eyes still on the movie. I acted unaware then waited a while. Slowly, I moved my palm down till I got to his belly button. I drew circles around it with my index finger and watched him shift a little from my touch. I mentally chuckled and pretended to be into the movie. Once again, seeing he was focused, I moved my hand downward till I got to the waistband of his sweatpants. His Breathing accelerated. Just as I was about to dip my hand in, he caught it with his hand and pulled it up.

Carla informed us. This was a typical thing for our pack, the Shadow pack. We were the only pack in the world that had the whole town and school. Other packs liked to come and admire our set up. Some even try to create it themselves but it never seems to work out for them. Carla's Dad is the pack Beta and her Dad tells her almost everything since she's the next Beta in line. He is working with her even more since she and James discovered that they are mates and there isn't a danger that she will have to leave the pack. That's yet another reason why I don't want to find my mate.