Dellor Rage Novels & Stories

I am a little confused as I pick up the call. “Hello?” “Renee, it’s Dell,” comes the voice on the other end, and relief floods through me. “Dell, where are you? We have been worried sick,” I ask, but he goes quiet for a moment before he groans like he is in pain. “Dell, are you okay?” He coughs in pain, and my heart starts racing. “I’m in trouble, Renee.I need your help.” My stomach drops. ##########

Her eyes switched to black slowly and she was getting as hot as fury. Her anger was peaking and she was ready to attack Leia. She felt such rage as she had never felt before and the only thing that could calm her was to see Leia's locks of hair pulled out from her head. Leia was just an Omega anyways, so it will be easier for Eleanor to take her down. Eleanor clenched her fists beside her, angrily like a lion ready to pouch. She was sure that she would rip her apart. It would be very easy for her.

Sawyer hit the steering wheel while waiting for the traffic to move forward. Just a little more and he will smash the cars in front. He cursed again and again until his cell phone rang. "What?" he snorted angrily. "Go back. We have her." It's Dawell. He immediately knew what he meant. He could hear the scream of a woman on the other line. He clenched his hand. He became livid. He heard the voice of the person who hurt his flower. His hoping that he won't kill her because of his anger.

Dorian erupted with anger, his voice booming through the forest, carrying his concerns on the wind. My heart skipped a beat as I felt the waves of his emotions crashing against me. I reached out, my hand trembling slightly, wanting to calm the tempest brewing within him. "Dorian, I understand your fear, but you have to trust me. They won't harm me." His eyes blazed with a fiery mix of concern and rage, his voice tinged with desperation. "Look at them, Eden! They're like a pack of fools, hungry for blood!" "Hey! Who are you calling fools?" A hunter interjected.

Vulk snarled violently beneath my skin. “No,” I rasped immediately. “No.” The Oracle’s silver gaze sharpened slightly. “The Dreadlord seeks to break his spirit before binding him completely.” Rage exploded so hard my Alpha pheromones burst uncontrollably into the air. Several warriors trembled. “I’ll kill him,” I growled. The Oracle stepped closer. “The Dreadlord knows this.” I froze. “He has waited years for your rage,” she said softly. “Because rage clouds judgment.”

Rage was running his veins like a lava which was ready to burn the whole world. He stood up suddenly, pushing the chair with a great force and his friends looked at him. They could sense the change of demeanour in Killian. Killian's eyes turned bloodshot as he recalled how that whore slapped him in front of everyone. She fucking insulted him in front of everyone. No no dared to raise their eyes at him and this fucking bitch raised her hand at him. Rage took over and he punched the window in frustration, the glass broke and some of its pieces pierced inside his skin. Deep red blood flowed down his palm but he didn't feel any pain. His heart was burning in agony and he wanted to burn Amara in

Daniella pleaded, “They aren’t worth your tears.” I was trying my hardest to keep the tears at bay. My misty gaze glued to the smooth, dark wood of the restaurant’s table. Hands wrangling the dry tissue that laid twisted in my hands. “I just thought that maybe I could catch a break, you know.” “Raelynn-” “The fuck is wrong with you guys?” My gaze flickered from the table, glancing up at Dola who loomed over us. Her blue hues roamed my face, perfectly arched brows furrowing deeply in anger. “Are you crying?! Who the fuck made you cry?!”

The Orangelo trailed off as Ink announced that another was arriving and the first began to howl, showing off his very healthy lungs. Doll turned his head to see the first one all snuggled in his blanket. "Oh, look at him. He looks just like Hades." He smiled at the black-haired, green-eyed no-fur being put next to him. Then the next auric wave hit and Doll being so close to the ground felt the unnatural energy flow through him. "Put me higher! There's something dangerous in Agent's attacks!"

“Rancid left you something.” Nitro stood up and walked to the back of the room and opened a door. He disappeared inside and returned a few minutes later with a large box, one that would hold an expensive dress. He placed the box on the table in front of Jake and sat down again. Jake opened the box and pulled out the black leather jacket. It felt heavy in his hands and he turned it over. On the back, etched onto the leather, was a burning phoenix with his road name, ‘Wrath’, beneath it. Jake swallowed the lump away and looked at Bandit. “Fucking Rancid,” he said, and everyone burst out laughing.

The Lura was the one revenge Atarah had never taken, the one revenge she planned every night before sleep. Her thoughts were interpreted when someone knocked on the bathroom door. “Yes?” Atarah yelled over the sound of the shower. “Your highness, Delroy is here to see you.” Elaxai’s muffled voice came from behind the door. What does he want? Atarah thought, annoyance creeping in her mind at the mention of his name. “I’ll be right out.” She answered and turned off the shower.