Chronicles Of Riddick Furyan Novels & Stories

,his eyes go huge as he looks to Lettie and Jared. "you both knew of this?",he glared. "Laura is traumatized sir she still thought she was mated to Alpha Jonathan. She mentally needs him",Lettie was pleading but I just sighed. "I mourned her for almost three years and I found my second chance I'm not rejecting Kat for anybody ",Fury is right there pissed trying to take over. "I understand Alpha I'm just trying to make sense of the information I was given",he called a number and on the big screen more council members popped up. All were filled in and the questions started.

the hall that was so silent that you could hear the ragged breathing and suppressed reactions. “Did you find the culprit?” Alpha Jeoaneus Farkas of the Lycanshire pack from the South East asked. It would be great if this madman would be captured alive for them because there is a big possibility that these men are just starting, the safety of their people is at risk here as long as the culprit is out there.

"Come to find out, the pack I was from were witch-wolves—hybrids." He finished his slice of pizza and then crossed the room to get a few more pieces, but I already felt his absence. "So, The Skyefrost Pack was your pack?" I nodded, tilting my head to the side. "You knew they were hybrids?" "Yes, of course. If I didn't know about the other packs, I wouldn't be a good Alpha." Xander shrugged, taking another bite of his pizza. "What else did you find out?" I sighed, hating to have ruined our time together. But then again, he was being incredibly open-minded about this. "He was the one who killed River, Macy and Maria, and my Skyefrost Pack."

Casper held Alex by the arms and threw him off rick towards the wall of the room. But it was too late for rick heart had stopped beating, his face has lost all its color, and he looked like a dried up corpse. This greatly surprised Casper, a surprise that swiftly became anger. "What the hell are you!" Casper's shouted in anger, his eyes turned red, blue flames engulfed his hands as he slowly walked towards Alex who was still on the floor. **********

Enough of the abrupt change caused me to stop. "What the fuck—?" Lucas started, his hand grabbing for his gun naturally. Gideon's facial expression stayed the same. "It's starting," he stated only once. The door to the room suddenly crashed open. Figures—dark, sinister figures—pushed in from all directions. Like shadows, they moved quickly and I could hardly follow them. "Fall down!" Finn yelled and dragged me behind him as the first of the figures shot at us. There was chaos. The room echoed with glass breaking, shouts, and gunlicks. Though my body was responding on instinct, adrenaline pumping through my veins, I had no idea who was firing at who or why.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” Peering into his eyes told her a few things. His pupils were unusually large and he seemed a little confused. Jacob had obviously drugged him pretty strongly but she had no idea what he’d used. The powerful guy sprawled on the floor probably couldn’t move. He’d have fought otherwise when Jacob had assaulted him. He lay meekly next to her but his eyes were lively and another growl tore from his slightly parted lips. She tried not to shiver from the sight of his sharp fangs.

you more pain.” “But then on one particular day, I saw you with Eros and I wasn’t sure how but something snapped inside of me.” His jaw clenched so tightly that I could hear his teeth gritting. Ryker closed his eyes briefly and I waited for him. I knew he needed time and that this wasn’t easy. He literally poured his heart out right now and honestly, he could take all the time he needed because I would always be there for him. He only continued once he reopened his eyes. “I wanted to kill him, Xy, and I had never had that urge before. Sure, I was jealous when you were with him or Miles but I was always able to manage my feelings. On that day, it was different. He was just holding your hand

Lightning's POV "The lycanthropes are taking over!” A paranoid werewolf screamed before a gunshot split through his skull. His body crumpled to the ground, lifeless. My pack warriors surged forward like into the territory, tearing into everything that dared move. Screams filled the night, mixed with the thunder of gunfire, steel clashing, and the wet rip of flesh. The chaos was a symphony, and I reveled in it. The wailing, the begging, the desperate cries for mercy—they were my orchestra, and I their conductor.

Raphael's voice was low and even, but it was the calm before the storm, a warning of the tempest that was brewing beneath the surface. "I will kill them… I am going to fucking kill every last one of them," he growled, his words dripping with venom. "Mark my words. I will go to the ends of the earth, and I will kill anyone and everyone who stands in my way." The calmness of his tone belied the fury that seethed beneath, a fury that was both terrifying and strangely comforting.

I held my card to the warrior who stopped me, he held a face of pity as he lets me in. What the hell happened in here? All of his material was dropped on the ground, even his dissecting set. I picked up a syringe that was right beside the entry and set it on the table, full of powder. I stepped into his laboratory and saw all the books ripped into small thread and his laptop was broken, the worst thing was his body. On the ground. With blood. "Raphael!" I screamed and hurriedly walked toward his lifeless body, I checked his injuries and saw a big red rash on his chest, it would infect and probably spread around his body.