Dread Our Wrath Novels & Stories

Three slaps, one after another, shattered the five-year marriage of Jacob Cooper and Amanda Guldner. Jacob's hair turned gray overnight due to Amanda's cruelty. Jacob had always believed that the love he shared with his wife was mutual. But then the truth came out. She slapped him three times in a row and forced him to apologize, right there in the hospital room, to the man who had once saved her life. All because that man had saved her once. Yet in his wife's eyes, Jacob had somehow become a twisted, violent psychopath. When Jacob asked for a divorce, she threatened to stick him with his dying mother's medical bills. That night, he closed his hand around her throat and pinned her aga

His voice, a thunderous roar, pierced through the chaos, sending tremors through the souls of those who dared to witness his wrath. "Sarah!" Haider's voice boomed, resonating with a primal anger that shook the arena to its core. His eyes blazed with a fire that consumed all reason, leaving only a single-minded desire for vengeance. "You have betrayed me, betrayed Ameera. You will pay for your treachery!" His words hung in the air like a death sentence, a warning to all who dared to cross him. The sheer force of his anger radiated from him like a tangible aura, commanding attention and sowing fear in the hearts of those who bore witness to his wrath.

Death says "Well, I mean, you look like a normal human to me and Mika said if someone looked at you they would see their worst nightmare and that humans can't see you, so what the fuck did you expect?" I ask him, leaning on my arms as if to tell him to actually tell me what he expected. He pursed his lips and crossed his arms over his chest, but his golden eyes twinkled. "Stupid golden eyes," I grumble crossing my arms Aphrodite, Hera, and Demeter sat beside me, "I like her," Aphrodite said wrapping her arms around me in a hug and I hugged back looking around awkwardly making Poseidon laugh

His rallying cry ignited a fire in every warrior's heart. Alpha Biansky, his voice grave and deep, added his own weight to our resolve. "Revenge burns in my veins, a flame that has smoldered for five long years. Today, it becomes the inferno that consumes our enemies. We fight for honor, for power, for the memory of those we've lost!" The emotional gravity of his words echoed through me, a palpable force that entwined with our shared determination. Our warriors, an array of fierce hearts and sharp claws, roared their assent, the sound reverberating against the sky as if to challenge the heavens themselves.

A hush falls instantly, and every eye turns to me. “Tonight, we stand as one! We’ve heard the warning. Our enemy is not like anything we have faced before. He seeks to tear apart everything we are—our homes, our families, our bonds, our very essence of life. But we don't fear him. Instead, we should be afraid of being afraid. We should be afraid of not giving our all to win this war. We are wolves. We do not kneel. We do not break. We do not surrender! Tonight, we fight not just for ourselves, but for every pack, every child, and every future still unborn. If we fall, our world falls with us. So we must not fall. Are we good?!” “YES!”

It'd be a waste if faces like theirs weren't used for men's pleasure. Something inside me snapped at once. I glared at Susan. "I'll kill you, you monster! Let me go!" "You bitch! Are you trying to outsmart me? The black market has plenty of ways to deal with you. They'll take their time, toy with you, and watch you die!" Susan sneered, her eyes glinting with malice. Just then, a commotion broke out outside, and the doors swung open. Susan's expression tightened, while the event coordinator stomped anxiously. "What do we do? Mr. Murray's here! If Ms. Prescott finds out, we're all finished! No one in Southford would dare cross her!"

And on Friday morning, another order for room service had been placed as early as 6:30, only for the waitress to meet no response from Frank's chamber but a sinisterly open door that afforded her the view of senator Frank's corpse in lying around in a pool of blood and his lady guest stripped stark naked, beaten to pulp, and tied to the bed frame. Coincidentally--perhaps not so--it was the second case of murder of top dogs in the city within the space of a week, and in a similar pattern at that. The first murder had struck earlier in the week when Henry West-gate, a famous tycoon in the city was set up for a car accident in his Jeep. It had been discovered that the middle-aged business tycoo

So this was his true ability… to conjure up darkness. They were silent, and shrouded in a midnight mist, their eyes glowed blue with the same terrifying light as Dante’s. Dante rose slowly to his feet, with the full force of his presence crashing into them like a tidal wave... Ancient... Elemental... Wrathful... “Scatter,” he said with a low an spine chilling voice, echoing and not entirely human. “Scatter the lore. Find her.” The wraiths obeyed, vanishing like smoke on the wind, fanning out into the forest in every direction.

From the other side, the first wolves and vampires begin to be seen, coming in our direction, but Darren draws all the attention to himself. “Fear is in all of us...but right now you have to hide it and bring out the hate and anger! I do not ask you to die for me...but I ask that you be allowed to live as heroes...throughout the ages!” “Eeeeeeeeehhh!” All the wolves are ready to fight. Darren gives the signal with his howl and we all in chorus accompany him. Let the first battle....begin! I make my way through the allies and as soon as we are about to crash against the enemy, I jump them and parry in front of me. I inflate my lungs and release my roar of black soul.

Becca and Demitri looked nervously at each other before Kendra held out her glass. "To lasting friendship." Kendra said and Steve and Kyle both raised and clinked Kendra's glass. The other two hesitated then slowly raised their glasses and drank at the same time as the others. They both felt a burning in their throats as the sour-bitter liquid confused their tastebuds. they swallowed and coughed a bit, laughing at each other. They were all one drink in before they started playing dumb sleepover games to pass the time. First it was hide and seek, then it was never have i ever, which got them drunk enough to start playing truth or dare.