Fangs, Fate & Other Bad Decisions Novels & Stories

“However, the Fangs didn't manage to become stealth like the Reds had. In just one night, the spirits had appeared in the form of black angels. They were angry and refused to help the Fangs and, instead, allowed the essence of the realm of death to enter the souls of the Fangs people. “That essence darkened the poor men's blood, eroded their fangs and snatched away their speed on par with the Bats. They wake up in a state like ordinary people; black blood and does not have the privileges of the Red groups. Feeling ashamed and guilty, the Fang declared to the Order of Security that they could not help. The Reds comfort and mourn for them.

I murmured to myself. [Author’s Note: End of Maddie’s POV.] No one’s POV: Maddie was so drunk and couldn’t stop cursing Christian and everyone. She was watching the Eiffel Tower from her balcony. ‘City of Love? If that’s true, why am I experiencing this? Maybe I should go down there and see if there’s true love there.’ She thought. She then remembered what Mrs. Oh told her before. If she meets someone in Eiffel Tower, chances are that person is the one for her. She shook her head and laughed crazily. She was so drunk and high. But she decided to grab her coat and went out of her penthouse. She went down and left the condominium. She was so high and walking around.

“Oh Girly I have been waiting centuries for you, you were destined to find this man and to become a werewolf, it was written by fate long before even this man right here was born. He is our Mate, he is what connects us to life, he is where our future is. I have seen your past girly and I am sorry for the heartbreak you have endured in your life time, no child deserves to be abandoned and to feel the pain you felt. That trauma, those experiences, your choices led you to that day when he found you almost dead. Fate led you to him. Fate led him to you, Fate wrote your life story to lead you to him, to lead you to me. You always felt empty, like you needed more like you were meant for more, but

"We aren't true mates. I have discovered that I am not attracted to you any longer and wish to be with a female. Please don't weep for me and find your true love, farewell, Xavier." "What a horrible thing to put in your will. When was this written?" I growled roughly and Forest told me that it was done when he joined the moon council. I shook my head in disbelief. "Poor Ashton," I mumbled softly and Lucian rubbed my back and introduced himself to Forest Grayson. In all the excitement I ignored the cramps that were starting in my lower back until Eva gave me a chilling warning. "The child is coming, better get your butt to hell," she whined and I frowned as I glanced at Lucian.

Khalil is just fourteen years old, he shouldn’t be suffering like this, no child should. I have been here for hours now and the worst part of it is that I’m alone, there is no one here with me. I’m sure that Aunt Sabina is back, she must have heard of what happened to Khalil but she just chose to ignore it. And Noor, I don’t even want to start talking about her. She is the cause of almost all Khalil’s headache, if she was nice to him, that so-called house of hers would feel like a home to him. The time I realized that this isn’t my home is when Aunt Sabina told to me pack my bags and leave the house and the only reason why she said that is because I mistakenly slipped and poured water on her

These humans deserved it for dedication their cause to killing us. The other female hunter craned her neck to where the wolf was and looked back at me. She watched me again and before long; she was wheezing. A smirk formed on my face. She was about to die soon. I have counted eight so far who have succumbed to this gruesome death. She was going to be the ninth in a moment. My eyes moved, and I hissed again. Shadow was in my head clawing and fighting me. On top of fighting Ophelia, I had to deal with my wolf's secrecy.

Desire explained. “Fang is a manipulative woman. She sees herself as a seductress whose only job is to keep on seducing Sylvester till she succeeds and becomes his wife. Sylvester didn’t mean to push you away, Desire. He was sorry he did. He was sorry he believed Fang for s minute and he regretted his actions” Desire continued eating, drank her water and refused to give a comment on what Ying had said. Her heart, body and soul longed for him. Hearing that he regretted his actions was enough for her to relieve herself of the burden of trying to hate him for days.

Nothing pushes your adrenaline more than the feeling of fear. I took one step forward as soon as fear hit me like a splash of rainwater. Before I knew what was happening, I felt the dirty nails of the Lycan king on top of my body. "You think you can run?" The Lycan king was licking his lips in delight. "Your days are numbered, Angelina."

"I agree. Suffering would be the best choice for Fang and his family." "But if you kill him, that will destroy Nita." Catori put in. Nita glanced at her again. "Very well. Since you are in our good grace, we will give Fang a second chance. Now go, and you better make things right with your mate, Fang." The Fates jumped in the water, waves of acid splashed about. Thankfully, none of it got on the trio. Catori blinked several times, realising that she was having an out-of-body experience.

And now, here I was, walking down an aisle lined with chrome and roses, heading straight into the lion’s den with a knife strapped to my thigh and revenge curled tightly inside my gut like a fist. The rev of bikes outside rumbled like a heartbeat. The compound stank of oil, leather, cigar smoke, and secrets. Tulle and flowers drooped over Harley frames like some sick joke. The scent of gasoline clung to everything. I couldn’t breathe without tasting rage. “Remember what they did to her,” my father, Vincent “Venom” Kane, president of the Crimson Fangs, growled beside me. His grip on my arm was tight, grounding. “Remember why you are here.”