Faction Novels & Stories

Winter Winter paced back and forth, trying to control the anger building from within. Anger is a tricky emotion that must be repressed thoughtfully. A fire seed of anger can still inflame its surroundings. It starts small and undetected, but if not extinguished at the source, it grows into a flame that destroys everything in its path. I couldn't stop thinking about what had just happened. "What the hell were you thinking, Faye? Your stupidity and carelessness could have gotten us killed."

More like the color. Black. Fuck!

Ella was infuriated to the core. Hey, the frame was shivering. Her brain was vibrating. Her entire system was shaking not because of fear but because of extreme anger. Who gave these bastards the audacity to try to implicate her like this? She returns her focus to her dad in anger.

Gabriel muttered, his face blanched with terror. leader Jasper, the rival leader of a neighbouring pack, was renowned for his vicious ambition and quest for supremacy. His territory was increasing, and he had long sought Gabriel's status as leader of their pack. The cry could mean only one thing - war was looming on the horizon, and they were standing at the verge of a battle that might rip their world apart.

Shit. FUCK!!!!

Xavier As my anger simmered beneath my skin, a fiery heat pulsated through my veins. I stormed towards her, my footsteps echoing angrily against the cold, hard ground. Her face contorted with fury, but I couldn’t comprehend the reason behind her intense rage. The air was thick with tension, carrying the sharp scent of bitterness and confusion. Sage’s voice trembled with remorse as she uttered an apology, desperately yearning to bridge the gap and become her friend. “What is the matter with you!” I demanded, abruptly spinning her around to face me. Her piercing blue eyes locked onto mine, radiating with an intense rage that seemed to ignite like flickering blue flames. The room echoed with th

**** Alex stood still, immobilized by the rage within him. He couldn’t move for close to thirty minutes, his mind a chaotic storm. His face was twisted into a mask of fury and pain, his nostrils flared, and a low growl rumbled from deep in his chest. It was a sound filled with vengeance, a warning that a storm was coming, and it would bring destruction. His fists opened and closed, almost crushing the device in his hand with his grip. Every part of him radiated lethal intent. He would stop at nothing to find those responsible and make them pay. Alex wasn’t just angry; he was a force of nature, ready to bring hell on earth.

Frustration and rage surged within Francisco as he cursed under his breath, pressing his thumb against his forehead in frustration. 'If you really think you can run away, Hazel, then there's no need for your parents,' Francisco seethed, his mind consumed by vengeful thoughts. Determined to assert his dominance and control, Francisco reached for his phone, his fingers moving swiftly to issue orders to his men. It was a chilling reminder of the lengths he was willing to go to in order to maintain his power and authority, even at the cost of innocent lives.

Ace gripped the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white. His mind was a storm of anger and frustration, his thoughts circling around one thing: Lisa had left. The one person he thought he could count on, who understood him, had walked out the door without looking back. He couldn’t understand it, couldn’t accept it. The anger boiled within him, each breath stoking the fire until it felt like he was going to explode. How could she leave him like that? How could she choose his sister—his traitorous, manipulative sister—over him? It was incomprehensible, and it made him feel like the world was spinning out of control.

"FUCK THIS SHITS!" ********