Faction Novels & Stories

"How dare you drench me with a drink? I'm going to kill you!" The man's face contorted with rage, his eyes blazing like fiery embers. His fists clenched tightly, and his jaw hardened in a firm, tense expression. Each word he spat carried a toxic mix of hostility and bitterness. Veins pulsated on his forehead, and his entire demeanor exuded an explosive, seething agitation.

- he says with a grim tone. - You can always try, idiot. - Dominic tells him, and I laugh. - But Dad, Brady is still young. He will remain the beta for a long time. - I don't think so. After today, I'm pretty much sure. We had a big argument. I yelled at him, and he wouldn't open his mouth, but I saw hate in his eyes for the first time in my life. Angel's presence awakened old feelings in him, the loss of his mate 12 years ago. I think he's losing his reason.

He put the suitcase in the trunk. “I said to have fun. Not this.” Hailey said with wide eyes. Penelope didn’t know what to say she only shook her head lightly. “I like this guy.” She smiled at him and then suddenly changed her expressions and looked at Penelope. “If he does anything you just give me a call and I’ll come and whack his ass.” “I’m right here.” Damen put his hand on his sides. “I know, sweetie.” She gave him a toothy smile. Take care you two.” Hailey gave him her phone number. “Text me when you reach.” He nodded and drove towards his home. ***

"This is your fault!" Candice roared as she stormed into our house, her voice echoing through the hallway. I ignored her, brushing past her with tears streaming down her face. She began throwing her belongings in the living room frustrated. "Craig, did you not hear me? This is your fucking fault!" She repeated, her voice rising as she followed me. I stopped in my tracks, turning to face her, my patience wearing thin under the weight of her relentless tantrums. The frustration in her eyes mirrored the tension in the air, and I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself before responding, aware that this confrontation was teetering on the edge of exploding into something neither of us could e

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No doubt, years of leading the unleadable had gained him that skill. Minus, on the other hand, was more like a dormant volcano that was waking up after a long sleep. He seemed calm on the outside, but I could sense a lake of molten anger bubbling deep inside him. Some of that anger began to flow out as Minus challenged my uncle and seeing the look on his face brought back a flood of memories. His beautiful features, forming into a Viking-like scowl. His fists, balled up at his sides, caused his biceps to swell. As hurt and confused as I was, I could not stop myself from feeling an instant, and overwhelming attraction to him. I had to force myself to look away.

Mercile Industries was a drug research and development company that would do anything to make a buck. She watched 416 cautiously as she allowed her gaze to roam over his naked body. His back rose and fell with his breathing but besides blinking, he didn’t otherwise move. She noticed a red mark on his side. With his arms stretched upward she could see it clearly. Ellie hesitated. He could kill her if he broke a chain.

They quickly stood up, instinctively retreating to secure themselves from Zack’s uncontrolled outburst. Zack raged fiercely, his emotions boiling over, indifferent to the chaos he was causing around him. The table shook under the impact, and scattered papers flew into the air. His face was flushed with anger, eyes wild, as he expressed every ounce of frustration that had built up within him. The atmosphere shifted dramatically; it was no longer just a confrontation about decisions made for him, but an explosive display of raw emotion.

The duo huddled together for warmth in the cosy sofa. Miriam was quite tipsy from the shots of whisky and cigarettes as she curled up in Ben's arms. She felt a rage of emotional turbulence brewing within her while she struggled to free herself from the impact of the day's mix of events. Slowly, she removed herself from Ben's arms and staggered to her feet--still feeling the impact of alcohol. Ben followed suit hoping to steady her as she made to move away from the sofa. He grabbed her hips from behind and pressed his body against hers.

Frustration, shame, and anger were evident in the father's tone upon seeing Xavier's indifferent attitude. "You heard her right. I got her pregnant," Xavier answered carelessly, as if getting someone is not a big deal, especially when you are married to someone else. Dad was standing right in front of Xavier in a blink, his expression anything but pleased. Before anyone could anticipate or understand anything, the air reverberated with a sudden loud striking sound.