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Max grumbled. “Are you in that big of hurry to die?” Marco returned the smirk as he circled his prey. “You aren’t wolf enough to kill me.” Max taunted. “Actually, YOU aren’t wolf enough.” Marco allowed Jax to surface and joined with him. Marco’s hand shifted into a claw, and he swiped at Max’s chest cutting into his flesh from his left shoulder down across to his right pelvis. “Did you think you really you were going to get away with taking the most important treasure in my life!” Marco growled slashing again, making contact with Max making him hiss again as his blood flowed from his chest.

Surprisingly its poison generation is at the Elite rank, which is much higher than my own! No doubt it had enough poison to kill me, not 3 times but definitely once. And it seems like it is not alone. I charge and quickly build up momentum using a dash, I don't try anything fancy as I barrel directly towards the closest crawler not giving it time to defend itself. The fangs reach up and try to rip my arm but are simply too slow to do anything. I dart forward striking another one. KO [You have defeated Carrion crawler] I didn't even need to target the head. My claws and attack power after using amplify and enhanced at the same time had enough power to tore them in half.

And since he had no choice, he simply ended comms and fell back into his chair. “You heard the Crusader,” he said weakly. “Maximum overcharge to thrusters. Maintain active repairs as much as possible. Keep us right behind her, even if it kills us.” ~ Callie dodged incoming fire and charged right up to Max and T-Rex with incredible speed and dexterity. She clocked Max on the side of his head with a backhanded-fist while she kicked into T-Rex’s ribs at the same time. Max was thrown aside a few meters away and landed in a heap. His mind reeled from the strike, and it took him far too long to get his senses back. T-Rex however wasn’t a stranger to getting knocked around, and simply rolled with t

If anything, he looked like a man who would do it all over again, without blinking, without a second thought. There was a smothering silence that persisted. Breathing became more difficult for Dysis as the weight of the recent events pressed against her lungs in her chest. And then— A flicker of movement. Max Carter’s fingers twitched. Dysis saw it too late. The glint of steel. The desperate shift of his body. A knife. A last, feeble act of defiance. Max lunged, his grip tightening around the blade as he drove it forward— Another gunshot shattered the air.

He starts to flash me pictures of my mate, refusing to allow me to have any pleasure. I roar in frustration, standing I start to destroy the room. The laughing never stopping, I cant shut this fucker out. I stand in the middle of her room, the place in carnage and my chest heaving. I hear someone rushing towards the room, I catch the scent of my Beta as I pull the door open.

“Together.” The pack moved around us like a storm. Max plowed into a cultist with a snarl, his fist cracking bone. “Clear them out!” he barked, his voice hoarse but unyielding. I spun, thrusting the shards forward, channeling my aura. Energy pulsed, blasting a wolf mid-lunge. The beast collapsed, blood spraying across the dirt. Beside me, Cee’s fingers flew over her tablet, eyes locked on the shifting patterns. Sweat trickled down her temple. “The energy’s unstable—it’s trying to rebind!” she shouted.

Your support keeps these stories alive. ⚠️ Trigger Warning & Disclaimer This novel, Cage to Cage, is a work of dark mafia romance. It explores dangerous relationships, criminal underworld dynamics, and the fragile line between desire and destruction. Because of the nature of the story, it contains themes that may be distressing, uncomfortable, or triggering for some readers. Please proceed with care and awareness of your own limits. Trigger Warnings The following content appears throughout the story, either directly or through implication: • Physical and emotional abuse – depictions of controlling, manipulative, and harmful behavior.

The soldier’s rifle discharged once, uselessly, before he was torn in half. "Open fire!" Breach screamed, but it was too late. The room was a blender of absolute carnage. The creatures were impossibly fast, fueled by the Fenris-Rage. Their suppressors were useless. Their plasma rifles were too slow. The creatures weren't fighting; they were feeding. It was a massacre. In his quiet, remote office, Ben Carter was having his own crisis. He was staring at the itemized expense report for the gala, his face pale. He jabbed his desk comm.

“So close. I can feel how bad this needy cunt needs to be filled. Tell me how much you want me to destroy you.” “I want it so bad,” I sobbed. My hips bucked desperately against him. “Please, Kael. Fuck me. Ruin me. I don’t care about anything else right now.” He edged me mercilessly, bringing me right to the brink with his fingers and tongue before pulling back to grind against me and whisper filthy promises. “Gonna stretch this pussy wide. Pound you until you can’t walk. Fill you with my cum so you’re dripping for days.” We stayed in full nudity with skin on skin and sweat-slick bodies sliding together. The sensory overload felt intense, the wet slap of his cock against my clit, his masculi