Berserk Puck Novels & Stories

I take hold of my breath because he's so breathtaking like my favourite characters from Japanese anime and manhwas. “What’s going on?” His voice cuts through the silence induced by his presence, deep and fierce, sending terror into each and everyone. I, not excluded. The bullies turn. Their smiles falter. “Nothing, Beta,” one stammer. “Beta?” My breath caught. “I said it.” Hid Beta mixes with Alpha characteristics. I suspect he's gonna be the second son of this pack's Alpha. Before I can blink, he moves. His fist meets the first boy’s jaw with a sound like thunder. The next tries to swing back, but the man dodges and sends him crashing to the floor.

Raymond was holding a small glass panel that he kept hovering over Creed's body parts. The glass panel had was actually a screen that was scanning and displaying all of his muscles and ligaments inside his skin. "The first time I saw a berserk skill in action, I really freaked out." Creed was sitting on a chair, letting Raymond scan his body. "When the guy activated his berserk skill, I didn't know what exactly it was. Still, I was still fascinating to see a hidden power-up like that. If I don't learn these emergency skills, I am going to be in real trouble someday. I have to be prepared because Glitch is never merciful on ignorants."

Coach barked after I missed a clean pass. I didn’t answer. “Eyes up!” he snapped. I skated back into position, jaw tight, chest burning with irritation that had nowhere to go. Lyon skated up beside me during a water break, nudging my shoulder with his glove. “You good, man?” “Fine.” “That’s your third ‘fine’ today.” I shot him a look. “Drop it.” He raised both hands in surrender. “Okay, okay. Just don’t bite my head off.”

another added with a sneer, "she's finally realized what she really is—garbage sorting through garbage. Like attracts like, after all." Their laughter grew louder, but I kept my focus on the pile in front of me. There. I spotted exactly what I'd been looking for—a length of lightweight titanium alloy that would be perfect for a crossbow frame. "You know what I love about this?" Hughs continued, clearly enjoying himself. "The symbolism. Here she is, literally digging through trash, which is exactly where she belongs in the food chain." "It's poetic justice," one of the bikers agreed. "Finally, someone who knows their place in the world."

Fuck. As soon as I see an opening, I stole the puck at the blue line, weaving through their defense unit like a man possessed. For a second, I think I’ve got it. The net is wide open but my eyes caught Carter standing by the side, an imploring gaze in his eyes. Biting my tongue, I switched the hand of my stick and tapped the puck towards him. His eyes widened in confusion and he began skating forward, hustling for the puck. As I watched him in that millisecond, I tried to rationalize my action.

Luca By morning, the fight was everywhere. I woke up to forty-seven missed calls and a text from my publicist that was mostly capital letters. The clip had been viewed eleven million times before midnight. Sports analysts were doing frame-by-frame breakdowns of the moment I dropped my gloves. Commentators were calling it a meltdown, a loss of composure, a side of Luca Devereaux nobody had seen in a decade. One panel show ran a fifteen-minute segment titled The Captain Cracks and used photographs of my face mid-fight that I had not known existed until that morning.

These berserk werewolves could be the missing werewolves from so many packs. The team was split into two different lines; the Frontier line and the second line. The Alphas and Betas were leading the frontier while the Gammas were leading the second line. The berserk werewolves weren’t that far anymore. Their growls were getting louder with each heavy stomp. When the first berserk wolf appeared, Cohen jumped in and fought it. He bit the wolf by the neck but not deep enough to kill it. Cohen broke the wolf’s front and back paws. The injuries could heal in a matter of hours. It was good enough rather than killing it on the spot.