Deku Rage Mode Novels & Stories

When my roommate learned that getting pregnant in university came with special treatment, she brazenly posted on the campus forum, openly recruiting a "baby daddy." [Requirements: over 5'11", eight-pack abs, handsome, assets in the millions, no bad habits.] Afraid she would ruin her life on a moment of reckless impulse, I snatched her phone, deleted the post, and gave her a serious rundown on the risks and consequences of early pregnancy while still studying. After much deliberation, she was finally persuaded. But a month later, a classmate struck it rich by getting pregnant. She not only married into a wealthy family, but also received a million-dollar childbirth bonus from her in-laws. My roommate was driven mad with jealousy. She stormed into the dorm, shrieking at me at the top of her lungs. "If it weren't for you, I'd be a rich wife by now! You owe me my life!" As she screamed, she stabbed me over and over, venting her rage until I was dead. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day she first posted on the forum, brazenly searching for a baby daddy.

They planned to break her. She planned to burn them all down. Orphaned at 12. Abused for 11 years. Julia’s uncle promised to guard her inheritance… then decided he’d rather steal it. As long as she lived, he couldn’t touch a cent. So he broke her, beat her, and set her up to run. She didn’t. When his debts dragged him to bankruptcy, he sold her off—trading Julia for her cousin in a marriage to Arthur Fletcher, heir to a billion-dollar empire. To Julia, it looked like an escape. To her uncle, it was the perfect setup. To Arthur, she was just a pawn in a bigger game. What none of them knew? Julia was done being the victim. The moment she learned their lies, their plots, and the truth they buried with her parents, something in her snapped. Heartbroken? Yes. Broken? Never. She’ll use Arthur’s name, Arthur’s power, Arthur’s rage… And when she’s done, the people who tried to bury her will wish she’d run away that night. Because the girl they called weak is about to become their worst nightmare.

Kira, I can hear myself again!!' She squealed happily. All the pain she felt from the beatings the rogue gave her didn't matter anymore. She finally got her voice back. ' Your voice is back!' Kira said almost immediately. ' Now we can finally talk to our mate' She squealed happily too. All the excitement Haven had felt a moment again dissipated into thin air. ' Mate?' Her eyes immediately flew to the man holding her. She had completely forgotten she was in the arms of this .. This ' Man'. Haven looked at him in disgust. His hands were still hovering in the air as he looked at her, a blank expression on his face. " What do you think you're trying to do?!" Haven could feel the rage locked up within her for all these days started to surface. Just looking at his face made Haven want to kill him over and over again. What sort of a sick joke was Selene playing with her? How can the one person she hated turn out to be her fated mate?

️ WEAK FEMALE LEAD WARNING, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. His grey eyes had more darkness than any eyes she had ever seen. She was shy, She was kind, She was quiet, She went unheeded. He was merciless, He was cruel, He was captivating, He was the storm. The first time he set his eyes on her he regarded her with a blank look, and the second time he uttered the words that would crush her world. "I Damien Blackwood, Future Alpha of Midnight Moon Pack Reject you Serenity Martins as my mate and future Luna" he says with a blank look. Serenity Martins a shy she-wolf , who had a crush on her future Alpha Damien Blackwood, when she finds out that he is her mate but loves someone else; her human bestfriend. So what happens when Serenity goes back after 3 years for her best friend's wedding, her past is catching up to her.. something she has never told anyone, a bit of jealousy, rage,and a surprise in the form of a little bundle of joy. Read and Find out in 'THE REJECTED MATE'.

When Lilian, a company janitor, discovered an abandoned infant in the restroom, she took my daughter and me to court. In the courtroom, she had screamed in frustration and rage, “Gabrielle’s daughter is nothing but a cheap tramp! “She toyed with my son like a fallback guy. After that, she got pregnant, refused to take responsibility, and dumped that baby in a restroom like it was garbage. That was a living, breathing human being! “Those two women are cold, heartless monsters!” Lilian’s son, Raymond, looked like a pure-hearted lover who had been toyed with and said with teary eyes, “Trinity slept with anyone who gave her the time of day. I looked the other way while hoping she’d eventually be mature and settle down. “But who knew she’d be ruthless enough to kill her own baby?! She’s a monster!” The live broadcast of the trial immediately exploded with outrage. [These rich people are absolutely disgusting! How could they give birth and throw the baby in the trash like that?!] [That’s child abandonment! She belongs in prison!] There were plenty of harsh comments. However, everyone was completely stunned when I produced Trinity’s medical examination report.

As I secured the safety rope, I discovered that the metal clip had been replaced with a flimsy plastic ring. My girlfriend, already on the soft ladder, dismissed my concern casually. "Ryan has got a ton of luggage. One clip isn't enough to keep it secure, so I gave him yours. Just wait for the next trip." In desperation, I pointed to the floodwaters surging past my chest. "But I can't swim!" "Cut the drama, okay?" she huffed. "You're a swimming champ. What's the big deal about treading water for a bit? Ryan is related to my boss, and if anything happens to him, my promotion is down the drain. Can't you be reasonable?" "Is his luggage more important than my life?" I shot back, lunging for the ladder. But she kicked me away. "I've checked. The water won't rise too fast. At worst, it'll reach your neck. You'll survive." Refusing to argue further, I watched the floodwaters rage higher and quickly pressed a special emergency beacon on my wrist.

Ritchelle Amanda Louvre is a twenty-three-year-old werewolf. A kind, beautiful, and angelic luna. She was dethroned as the Queen Luna of her former empire, kingdom Edington. Her former mate constantly abused and rejected her, so she decided not to stay in that kingdom anymore. Years passed, and she finally is crowned queen in another empire as she changed her name to Johannes Alora Evoy. A name that symbolizes rage, courage, hope, and nemesis. Taking a few consorts who will help her avenge for justice, she became the queen everyone loved. An independent and courageous queen. In her pursuit to take back the kingdom of Edington, she faces a lot of trials. Battling against her former mate and his concubine was definitely formidable. Despite everything she has worked hard for, vengeance for herself and the people of Edington is the only reason she thrives and fights. But one thought flows inside her brilliant mind, "Will I ever find another mate?" Nonetheless, avenge is all hers. The last laughter is to Queen Evoy alone. Let everyone behold the gem they once thrown. The rejected Queen Luna rose again from the dead to be known.

Everyone said Kane adored me. That for me, he'd tame the wild rage of an Alpha, soften every growl, and sheath every claw. Ten years. Ten damn years of chasing, spoiling, protecting. I was convinced I’d be his Luna—his mate, his forever. But betrayal doesn’t come with a warning. It cuts sharp and deep. And it never just comes once. The first lie, I forgave. The second, I bled. The third? It broke something in me I’m not sure I’ll ever get back. And then came the words that snapped the last thread holding me together. "Julia, can't you just stop being so difficult? Stop acting like the world revolves around you." That was when I knew. The man who once walked through fire for me…Had turned into the very beast I needed saving from. The love I thought I had—it wasn’t love. It was a gilded cage, pretty from the outside, but still a prison. And if I was ever going to be free, I'd have to be the one to smash it open. Even if it meant setting the wolf on fire with it.

They call her useless. Her family treats her like a slave. In a world where strength defines worth, Clary Vertina is nothing but a shame to her pack... until the night she discovers her true mate. He is Xylo Crosswind, the legendary Alpha every wolf fears and respects. The bond between them is undeniable… but he already belongs to her sister. Branded a liar, rejected by her own blood, and forced into the brutal werewolf games where weakness means death, Clary’s world shatters piece by piece. When her only child is ripped from her arms and murdered, grief hardens into vengeance. No longer the timid girl they mocked, she rises from the ashes with a power they never expected and a rage no one can cage. But vengeance comes with a price. As betrayal tightens its claws and forbidden desire burns hotter than destiny, Clary must decide: surrender to the rules that destroyed her… or break them all and claim the throne fate tried to deny her. One secret could crown her queen. One loss could turn her into a monster. And one choice will change the kingdom forever.

Two years ago, Ava Anetha vanished without a word—on the very night she was fated to become Luna. Most believed she was dead. She was betrayed and left to rot while her sister claimed everything that was hers. But fate rewound the clock, giving her a second chance. Ava returned with a vengeance and a dark secret. She was the true heir of the crimson Moon pack, a bloodline tied to ancient magic. Her list is long and every name will bleed. what she didn't plan on was him, Malcolm Hartwell, Alpha of the powerful Nightfang Pack....and the father of her ex mate. His powerful, dominant and dangerously obsessed with her scent. He's everything she should hate, older, cold, untouchable. But he sees through her. The huger for revenge, the rage, and funny enough, he wants it all. He wants her. Now Evelyn must walk the razor's edge between vengeance and something deeper than love, because when the devil himself offers you his hand, the question isn't if you'll take it, it's how long you will last before you beg him to stop.