Novel & Cerita Casca Berserk

“Meridian just called an emergency press conference. He’s threatening to release more evidence unless you both resign from your companies and transfer full control to him within 48 hours.” The war wasn’t over. Second Round – Rough and Desperate The news ignited something primal in both of them. Sera pushed Cassian onto his back and climbed on top, sinking down onto his cock in one hard motion. She rode him furiously, hands braced on his chest, nails digging into his skin. “Fuck me like you own me,” she demanded, bouncing hard on his thick length. Cassian gripped her hips and thrust up brutally to meet her. “You are mine. This pussy is mine. This body is mine.”

"It may be most girls fantasy to have two naked men fight for her honour, but personally I just find it weird." Their fighting slowed but both refused to submit. Cassar's eyes as black as onyx. Baras with glowing auburn eyes. Cassar had Baras pinned against the wall of the dark cave by his neck. Snarling in his face with the fury of Hades. "What did you do to her?" Cassar snarled, his canines ready to rip out Baras' throat. I've heard he's done it before. "She came here." Baras snarled back.

The sound of fists hitting sandbags echoed through the Pyrenees stronghold. The air smelled of sweat, oil, and sharpened steel. Bain was relentless—sweat glistened on his brow, his fists red from impact. He wasn’t just training—he was preparing for war. Outside the training ring, Cassie walked into the courtyard with purpose. Her hair was pulled into a loose braid, a soft smile tugging at her lips as she approached Vulture, who was lounging in a shaded corner, baby Cassian resting comfortably in his arms like a tiny warlord.

Her presence is ruining it. "Cas!" she yells again. "Enough!" I grind my teeth, my arms shaking, and look back down to the man. He's stopped moving, dead from blood loss. Snapping his neck won't do anything now. Damn. What a waste. Mariam takes a few steps forward with her hands held out. She licks her lips nervously. "Let him go, Cas," she says slowly. "He's dead. Come on, honey. Come down from that mountain. Follow me down here, please?"

“Then at least she’s safe. Also, Caius is still alive even if his wolf died at birth, what makes you think, I will die once Darko is no more?” The fire cracks between us, heat pushing against my skin. The room feels too small, too sharp. Casen’s breathing hard, his hands fisted at his sides. He wants to argue more, but I’ve already shut it down. My word is final. I drop back into the chair, my chest heavy, vision blurring at the edges. Every breath is a reminder of how close I came to dying tonight. How close I might still be. Casen paces once, dragging a hand through his hair, muttering curses under his breath. He’s angry, scared, frustrated all at once. I can feel it. But he doesn’t push f

He taunted me, "So, you're finally scared now? What happened to your brazen attitude when you raped me over and over again in bed just now?" I just grinned enigmatically back at him in response. "If a dirty, cheating, ungrateful scoundrel like you isn't afraid of anything, then what do I have to be afraid of, then?" Ayna adjusted the settings on the screen and smiled disdainfully at me. "Don't waste your breath on her, Eric! She'll finally have something to cry about just a short while later!" However, when the video finally began to play, both of their faces turned pale at once.

Overcome with fury, he slapped me hard enough to knock me to the ground. He bellowed indignantly, "What nonsense are you spouting? Maddy is a student I sponsored. I've always treated her like a younger sister. How can you insinuate such a filthy scenario?" I held my face. The fury that had just risen within me vanished completely. It was replaced by utter numbness. After all these years, this was the first time he'd ever hit me—and it was for Madison. With a few large strides, Stuart made his way to the front door and threw my suitcase out.

Alabruz stopped Deniza, but Deniza asked his permission to talk, “Allow me my lord, my daughter needs to know every truth since she wishes to know.” Deniza hold Akshara’s hand and took her to Alabruz, “Since you know our identity, Axe, I am reminding you that this man, your so-called Uncle Bruz is the king of Ukada, a true alpha, a mighty warrior. (She moved to Karen) this young man who is begging your love is beta, no one could withstand his witty mind and strength, he is also the prince of Ukada. (She took Akshara to Nuraz) Do you know who this is? He is Berserkers, a warrior werewolf, to make you clearer; berserkers are savages in battle with no mercy. I hope you know who they are when I

He caressed my cheek, causing me to relax a bit. "Cassian, I don't understand…" He took a deep breath. "When our previous mate….died…we were in despair. It caused me to go berserk, seeking revenge on the people who dared to hurt my mate. I went on a killing spree. I was hungry for blood and I was taken over by my animalistic need to kill." His eyes were fixed on the cave wall behind me as he recalled his past. "Cassian didn't stop me. He was broken, hopeless, and waiting for death to take us away from our suffering. He let me have control over the body and silently watched everything from the back of our mind."

His snarl shakes the air, rolling out of him like thunder. Behind him, chaos erupts in full. Razorbacks clash with Iron Fang mercenaries, gunfire cracking through the compound as wolves tear through steel and flesh alike. The sound is brutal, relentless metal, bone, teeth, and rage colliding in a symphony of war. Then slow clapping cuts through it all. Cassian Vire steps from the smoke like he’s strolling into a ballroom, black leather immaculate despite the destruction around him. His gaze flicks between us, sharp and assessing.