Deku Rage Mode Novels & Stories

Elariana is nothing more than a broken, white-haired servant in the very pack that condemned her parents. Her power is bound, her spirit crushed into the lowest Omega rank, while Kian—the son of the current Alpha—treats her with merciless cruelty. She’s wasting away before everyone’s eyes, kept alive only by the faint growl of her inner wolf. No one knows that the fragile, submissive girl is in truth the last descendant of the Ancient and Most Powerful Wolf Bloodline. Zander—known as Zane—is the Alpha of a rival pack. A furious, possessive man ruled by primal instincts. The world fears him as the strongest Alpha alive, whispered to have even killed his own brother. Yet through the dark haze of his rage, an unexpected encounter breaks through. When Zane senses the fated bond, his wild, protective instinct surges to the surface. With a single, brutal look, he claims the abused girl as his own, declaring that his Little One is now the Mate of the great Alpha. But trust cannot be bought. Zane battles the shadows of his past, while Elariana fears the dominance that the Alpha embodies. And when a vicious rumor spreads—that Elariana is a spy planted by his enemies—will Zane’s raging wolf see through the crimson haze before he shatters the heart of the last heir to the Ancient Bloodline?

Two years ago, Ryder “Ghost” Callahan lost everything. His president, his brothers… and the man he loved all because of one betrayal. Luca Torres was once family, a Serpent through and through until the night a deal went wrong. Branded a traitor, hunted by the club he once called home, Luca vanished without a trace playing dead. Now Ghost finds him again, alive under a false name and working quietly in a small town garage not so far away. The rage Ghost buried rises fast and he drags Luca back to the compound, ready to make him pay for every scar and every grave he left behind. But the man chained before him isn’t the enemy Ghost remembers. He doesn’t fight or beg and when the club is attacked, Luca stands his ground to protect the very brothers who wanted him dead. Each revelation questions if Luca truly betrayed them or it was all a misunderstanding. As old lies unravel and new wars ignite, Ghost is forced to face the truth; the real traitor was closer than he ever imagined and it wasn't Luca. Now, to save the club and the man he had fallen in love with, Ghost must choose between vengeance and redemption… Between the patch he swore to protect and the love he thought he buried.

"I'm going to ruin you, Matteo," he growled with his hands gripping my chin firmly and his dark eyes fixed on my face—precisely my lips. I swallowed hard. "Yes, I know you will." •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• To his father, Matteo Leone has always been a failure and a disposable burden. Matteo is offered up like a bargaining chip when the family business fails and is blackmailed into marriage to a man he thought he had never met. He tells himself it doesn’t matter until he walks into the ceremony room. And he recognizes the intended groom as the hot stranger from one reckless night he had tried so hard to forget. Alessandro De Luca—the man he had slipped away from before sunrise, the same man who had never stopped looking for him. Matteo realizes this marriage isn’t a deal. It’s a hunt. The groom didn’t just agree to the arrangement—he proposed it. He outed him, engineered it, not to save Matteo, but to totally own him. Now Matteo is trapped between a father who despises him and a husband who wants him a little too much. And the most terrifying part? Somewhere beneath all the rage and betrayal he tries to control, his body still vividly remembers that night.

It was a kiss I initiated out of anger. When I came into the club hoping to meet Benson’s daughter and have a one nightstand with her, I figured the little bitch fooled me by disguising her friend, Dawn, as her. Out of anger I kissed Dawn, hoping to quell my anger but no…it didn’t stop there. I began wanting to feel not just her lips again but own her. To possess her. I can’t help it. I can’t stop myself from wanting to possess her. To claim her as mine. So I do what my heart yearns. I stalk her. I bought her heart. I bought her soul. And…at the process she bought mine. But…everything I felt for her. Everything I felt for Dawn changed in one night. In one night I figured a huge secret about her. She’s the girl I swore to kill if I ever set eyes on, if I mistakenly see her walking on earth, alive. Should I revenge against her? To kill her just like I vowed to do or spare her life, especially when she has my seed growing inside her belly? ** When rage, hatred and love collides which one will dominate?

Serena hesitated for a moment before asking the question that had been weighing heavily on her mind. "What if I'm pregnant? Would you still proceed with the divorce?" The silence in the room was thick and palpable, and her heart began to race as she waited for Rick's response. She looked at him expectantly, hoping against hope that he might have a change of heart. However, Rick's face remained cold and expressionless as he spoke. "I love Gina and I'm committed to building a life with her. I'll do whatever it takes to remove any obstacles from our path, even if that means getting rid of the child in your womb, assuming there is one." The words hit Serena like a ton of bricks, leaving her feeling hurt, angry, and scared all at once. She couldn't believe that Rick was willing to go to such lengths just to be with his ex again. Serena was once a subservient daughter-in-law, but she never complained. All she craved was her husband's affection, which she thought she had. However, she never realized that her husband was merely using her for his benefit. Rick initiated the divorce. Fuelled by rage and agony, Serena discards her submissive facade and returns to her family. She vows revenge on Rick for the pain he caused her.

My childhood friend suffered complications during labor and entrusted her child to me before she died. “Shea Wilde, I trust you the most. I’m counting on you to raise this child!” After she passed away, I endured every hardship while raising the child. Eighteen years of hardships and sacrifices later, I raised my foster son. He became the valedictorian and the top scorer in the college entrance exams. But on the day of the celebration banquet, my childhood friend returned with my childhood sweetheart. “Shea, I never imagined you’d raise my son so well! “Congratulations! I hereby announce you as the best childhood friend ever!” Her childhood sweetheart wrapped an arm around her shoulder while looking down on me. “Shea, Lilian Reyes is the daughter of the richest man in town. We’re taking our child back to claim our rightful inheritance. Here’s 30,000 dollars as compensation for you!” My adopted son was equally arrogant. His face twisted with pride. “I always knew a prodigy like me could never have a mother like you!” The rage killed me instantly. When time turned back, I sent the child straight to the orphanage.

I witness my wife, Janice Grant, sleeping in the same room as her childhood friend, Bruce York, in nothing but a skimpy nightgown. But Janice claims that she has gotten bound to a conquest system, so she has to conquer Bruce's heart just so she can complete the mission. I know that this is just a lie Janice has come up with, but I decide to endure her antics for the sake of our daughter, Millie Grant. But one night, Millie lapses into an asthma attack. My father-in-law, Phil Grant, and I rush her to the hospital immediately. Unexpectedly, as soon as we arrive at the hospital, we stumble upon a group of people who are there to cause trouble. Phil ends up getting stabbed in the chest just so he can protect Millie from harm. I quickly call Janice on the spot. But after hearing my explanation, she thinks I'm lying to her. "Evan, I told you I'm in the middle of a mission! If I don't complete it, I'll get punished by the system! Can you stop being so unreasonable?" Despair and rage overwhelm my senses at that moment. Since Janice is adamant on casting her own father and daughter aside for her beloved Bruce, she can forget about inheriting the hundred-million-dollar assets!

Luna is a college graduate who is held captive by Samael a werewolf using dark magic to dampen her powers. One evening she musters enough strength to break free & blink to her old home in Cambridge where she gets a job at a local bar & runs into someone unexpected. Soon after Samael begins to haunt her thoughts & plague her dreams. A demon named Drew becomes on edge each passing day after her arrival as Tatum begins protecting Luna from her past.Samael manages to find Luna forcing Tatum's fathers hand to protect her. Samael however has other plans & enlists the help of a wanted man named Russell. After Luna gets a promotion Tatum has to travel overseas for work to secure connections for his father putting a strain on his relationship with Luna when another woman enters the picture.Samael makes his move & his actions cause the council to appear in search of Luna but before they can take her Drew steps in & disappears with her.Tatum goes into a fit of rage & tracks down a demon forcing him to take him to Drew where he is sure to be killed if his mate does not save him. Can things be resolved before their wedding or are the destined to fall apart?

A cruel young man who witnessed the death of his parents at a tender age, Edem Demirai, harbored a simmering rage within him. And then there was Lavigne Kotobe, a girl condemned by the chains of addiction at the tender age of eighteen. When their paths collided, their meeting was nothing short of a collision of tempests, their anger a force of nature. In the midst of their tumultuous encounter, Edem's words cut through the air like a blade against porcelain skin. "I want you, Lavigne," he whispered, his voice laden with both desire and darkness. "First with kindness, then with the gentlest touch. I want to both hurt you and shield you from pain. I want your voice to echo and then fall silent. I want you to revel in pleasure and struggle to understand it. I want to kiss you until your breath escapes you, only to inhale it back again in a desperate gasp. I need you, and I want you to steal the very breath from my lungs." Their collision was inevitable, their connection fraught with danger and desire. As they embarked on their tumultuous journey, they would soon realize that their meeting was just the beginning of a fiery dance between two souls destined to either consume each other or ignite a blaze of passion that would defy the darkness closing in around them.

In the sixth year after helping Blake secure his position as Don, I was both his wife and his sharpest blade. Until the day of our daughter's birthday– She was hit by a car arranged by his enemies. As her life hung by a thread, I called him dozens of times. He never answered. However, I heard that he was at a casino, spending lavishly with his first love. In that moment, whatever I felt for Blake died completely. So when he finally returned, carrying the scent of another woman, I pretended not to notice. Blake frowned and tried to explain, "Victoria is still young. The casino isn't safe. I had no choice but to stay with her." I said nothing. I only nodded. However, he suddenly flew into a rage, grabbing me by the throat, his gaze dark. "Helena, our daughter is hurt – do you think I don't care? Do you have to keep this attitude? "And it's just a minor injury. You're the Don's wife. Be more composed. Don't let your jealousy toward Victoria go too far." I let out a cold laugh. He did not know–our daughter was already gone. And neither he nor this family needed to exist in my life anymore.