Action Novels & Stories

His piercing dark eyes staring like a cobra seeking its prey. " You might want to run now Angel "

A loud cheer went up by all toughs around me and as one they all turned and aggressively took the fight to the attackers while I fought to reach Desert, I was vaguely aware of Gregory beside me trying to get to Lanna but I was too focused on getting to Desert but I knew deep in my heart I wouldn't make it in time. As I ran Gregory let out a roar beside me and I noticed Jimmy attacking Lanna who was dodging his attacks and landing a few hits of her own I left Gregory to jump on the stage and engage Jimmy in combat while I dove under the stage to grab Desert and cut the rope around her neck, a howl ripped from me as I held Deserts lifeless body to me. I carried her out from the dirt to see Jim

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His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder. I flinched as the stick Big Jim held whistled downwards, landing in the space between Aaron's collar bone and neck. My stomach rose to my throat at the sound of the landing thwack. Aaron grunted and faltered back, giving himself a moment to shake the hit off before he took a calculated lunge forward, knocking Big Jim flat on his back. The bigger man's wrist thick rod spilled from his sweaty grip and rolled outside the four markers. Aaron leapt off to the side and crouched behind his opponent, oblivious of t

He moved like he belonged to the night—the kind of step that carved a path through dark and made it bend to him. I watched him from under the awning as he crossed the street, collar up, breath visible in short puffs. There was a hunger in his stride that had nothing to do with hunger; it was entitlement wrapped in muscle. Barry was a storm you could read the weather for: inevitable, loud, and dangerous if you stood in the wrong place.

Burr standing outside, absolutely fuming. The moment he spotted me, he stormed over and grabbed me by the collar. “I trusted you!” he snapped. “That’s why I chose you as the lead surgeon. But look at what you’ve done! You show up late to your own surgery. Do you even understand what medical ethics are?” I stood there frozen. Just then, Sydney walked out of the operating room, and our eyes met. She looked shocked and rushed over, her voice laced with blame. “Aaron, where the hell have you been? The surgery started on time, and nobody could find you. We were freaking out. How could you forget something so important?”

About twenty meters away I spot them, or more to the point I spot him. Clayton Blackridge Alpha of the Lobo Sombra pack in his huge gun metal grey wolf. Standing to his right is a brown and grey wolf slightly smaller in height and not as muscular, possibly his Beta. My wolf starts stalking towards them and even though I am protesting she wants him. As I get closer he shifts back then the other wolf turns I realise he is giving us some privacy.

I nodded like marionette, handing him back the earring as I saw her body being escorted out of the premises, covered in a white cloth that was drenched in her blood. My ears rung as the sight of her lifeless body flashed in my head. "How did it happen?" The officer asked as he jutted down something in his notepad. "W-Well- I-" I gulped, "I was just sitting here-" My voice tremored, "And she was just standing here- a-apologizing and-" My eyes suddenly locked with Marienne, who was sitting on the sofa. His eyes swirled with emotions. Rage. Ferociousness.

Perhaps if things were different and Lucas had been doing this off his own volition, he would have thrown the arrogant prick in there but he was working on behalf of the Committee so there were rules to follow. “You’re just in time, Sierra is just about to start.” Alex spoke up, his blue eyes fixed on the large TV screen. Lucas gave a short nod as his eyes focused on the screen as well where his cousin, Sierra, was currently swiping through a tablet until she found what she was looking for. He couldn't see her face as the cameras recording the interrogation and providing the live feed were all focused on Nathaniel, but Lucas knew that Sierra's expression would be void of emotion or warmth. H

Tightening my grip on my crowbar, I walked down the hallway. There was one warrior basically using his body to stop the two rogues from entering the room. All three of them turned as my steps echoed down the hall. None of them knew what to make of me but when I smiled wide, the warrior stepped into the room. Running, it took three steps before I pounced on the closed rogue, jamming the crowbar into his head and nailing him into the wood floor.