Combat Frenzy Novels & Stories

"It makes you kinda like superman... If I had become a vampire sooner, I wouldn't have had so much trouble with being late to classes. All I would have had to do was use my vamp speed." Samson cocked his head to one side. "True" he said, "When you become a vampire, You feel like you can do anything. Be anyone. Everything is heightened, just a little bit more intensely and it can be overwhelming. You feel things even more.... Touch, pain, Anger becomes rage, you love more powerfully, When you're sad, you're in despair. Grief. Loss. It can cripple you. Hunger is heightened too... Even your hearing and sense of smell. I'm sure you must have noticed most of these things by now"

I got Interrupted by a very loud scream, I faced the direction of where the scream is coming from and realize it's from a short fat girl who suddenly rushed into the cafe. "He is here! Arrrrrrrrgh!. He is here!." She squeals excitedly. Immediately she announced that, all the girls stood up and began screaming loud. "Omg!." "He is so handsome!." "Is he a demigod??". I had to cover both of my ears with my palms due to the noise. All the girls rushed to the entrance. Who could have caused this attention?? Is it a president??. "What's happening?." I asked Suzanne.

Chapter 17 Present "The carnival?" I send AJ a look, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion. I thought we were going to do something fun. I hate carnivals. I don't like being thrown around everywhere -- this is literally child's play. "Candy floss, rides, clowns, games, colors, noise; what's not to like?" she says and then lets go of my hand, staring up at the Ferris wheel in excitement. You'd think she's a two-year-old.

I felt the fury come up. Not the small concentrated kind I had felt before. This was different. This started in the chest and moved outward and it was not hot, it was very cold, very focused, the kind of cold that does not burn itself out because it does not need to burn. It was the fury of someone who has just had the final illusion removed. The illusion that the people in power were operating from principle rather than from the simple desire to put things back in the order that benefited them. They were not afraid of the bond.

Azrin admitted, his voice tight with anxiety. “Did you ask for his bite?” “No,” he whispered, shame and fear entwining in his chest. “That fucking brat! I’ll kill hi—” “Do not fucking threaten him. You hurt him, and I’ll never forgive you!” Azrin hissed, baring his fangs in a show of aggression. His body shifted into an offensive stance, his claws flexing in readiness to strike. The air around him crackled with tension, his pheromones spiking in defense of his absent alpha.

The air crackled with tension as the pack warriors converged upon the rogue pack's stronghold. The clash of steel and snarls of fury filled the once-silent halls, engulfing them in a symphony of chaos and determination. It was a battle that would define our pack's destiny. My heart pounded in my chest as I lunged into the fray, the heat of adrenaline fueling my every move. The clash of fangs and claws echoed through the chamber, mingling with the defiant roars of our pack. The battle raged on, the line between friend and foe blurred in the haze of combat.

Elena let out a long, shaky breath, her pussy still clenching rhythmically around Marcus’s throbbing cock. “Fuck, that was way too close,” she whispered, trembling with adrenaline and leftover fear. Marcus gripped her hips tighter, eyes dark with pure lust. “It made me even harder. You feel how much I want you right now? I’m pulsing inside you.” The close call sent a fresh, powerful rush of heat through her entire body. Elena started riding him again, faster and more desperately than before. The danger made every sensation sharper and more addictive. “We can’t stay here,” she gasped between moans. “Your apartment. Now.”

He can kill without mercy. First of all, most of my friends are boys. So, Liam strictly forbids me to meet them. He makes even my friends jealous... and he's so suffocating. Even my contact details to them, Liam got rid of those. Phone numbers, and even my social media accounts. That was all deleted. Even creating a social media accounts, I don't have freedom. That's how jealousy turned my husband to be the man I'm not expecting him to be. ***** "Carrying so much anger, it's like you're losing yourself. Is that so?"

“YOU are being unreasonable.” “STOP BOSSING ME AROUND!” She yelled. “I’M NOT BOSSING YOU AROUND. I DO NOT WANT YOU TO SUFFER ALONE, PENELOPE! NO! I’M NOT ALLOWING IT.” He hit the steering wheel. He was breathing rapidly.

“Tell me, Roy, do you truly believe you can outsmart me? You and your little pack of misfits?” “I don’t need to outsmart you, Fenriz. I just need to be smarter than you,” I replied, taking a step forward, my grip tightening around my weapon. A dark smile crossed his face. “Then let the games begin.” With a swift motion, he signaled his warriors to attack. Chaos erupted around us, the sounds of clashing steel and shouts filling the night. I moved with purpose, my heart pounding as I engaged with the first attacker, adrenaline coursing through my veins.