Fearsome Foursome Novels & Stories

Remembering the route to the courtroom, I turned in that area and almost bumped into the alphas but stopped and hid behind a pillar. “Come on Kade, how do you expect us to tell her she's mated to 4 alphas?” one of them called out. “Well, why the fuck can't she even feel the mate bond already,” another one yelled furiously. “Well, Simone did say she's wolfless, remember?” another pointed out as they each ran their hands through their hair. What? The alpha quads were mated to one woman? And a wolfless one at that? I sighed, she was lucky to have powerful handsome men like this, and here I was, wolfless and unlucky, being hunted all over by my ex.

The part of me that had started the healing process cried out in disbelief. Some part of me had known they were mine. All four of them. For a moment, I had thought myself insane. Having four mates was close to impossible. But their former mate had made it work. Savanah. The name that haunted my dreams. Felt so familiar to me that I could weep at hearing it. This was a fucking mess. And they had a lot of explaining to do.

They were paid and employed by the Great Four. “Dawson, Nine Fingers, we will firmly stand by your side. I can dispatch one hundred well-trained men.” “I’ll bring a dozen men too!” “Count me in! I’ll bring three hundred men!” … These underworld bosses shouted their willingness to stand together one after another. The three heads of the Great Four were immediately relieved. Only Hector was still worried. He had never seen Rowena so scared before and sensed that something bad was about to happen. However, he had no other choice.

"What has gotten into you?" Naima asked after getting into their seats. "What? Don't you know who that is? And didn't you hear the booth he had just mentioned?" Naima who didn't know much about the higher ups and the way things run in Country X was confused. "No. Who is he and what's up with booth 432?" "Oh my gwad! That was Samuel Fleming! One of the big four." Sonnia yelled. "The big four?" Although Naima didn't know much, she knew about the big four. One being the richest CEO in the country, the other being a movie star, one being the head of the underground world and the last being a doctor.

He could not possibly be able to take down the thousands of New World Army even if he had sky-high powers! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Eight figures quickly arrived from afar just as Leonardo finished talking before closely guarded Darryl. The eight had strong auras surrounding them with the men’s appearance handsome and women gorgeous. It was the Four Dragons and Four Phoenixes! “Who said our boss was alone?” “Boss, we’re here to help you.” “You want to hurt our boss? Over our dead bodies!” The Four Dragons and Four Phoenixes yelled out loud before unleashing their internal energy and rushed toward the enemies.

With a battle cry that echoed through the trees, they launched themselves at their foes, each movement a testament to their courage and unbreakable bond. Shane, Sean, Cruz, and Romeo fought with a relentless fury, their every movement synchronized and purposeful. The rogues, initially caught off guard, struggled to mount a cohesive defense against the onslaught. Shane’s strikes were precise and devastating, each blow landing with the force of his resolve. Sean’s agility and combat skills turned him into a whirlwind of fists and feet, every rogue who dared approach him quickly regretting their decision.

Frank shuddered to think that some stunning actress with a pretty face everyone saw on the silver screen might be something else… Truly, none of the Southsea Four were really what they seemed—all Frank had observed was just the tip of the iceberg. What lurked beneath was definitely beyond human comprehension, and even Frank's father, the Lord of the Southern Woods, could not move against them. "Now, now. I know for a fact that your father is no pushover himself." Seeing Frank's surprised look, Madfist smiled faintly. "In fact, there exists such a curious balance between the Lord of the Southern Woods and Talnam that the Southsea Four would never dare to push him too far—even with all the pow

Closer. The second pulse in my chest and Neah's pounds in unison. Hard. Insistent. Like it's calling to something. Or something is calling to it. "How many?" Liam's voice from behind us. He's shifted halfway. Kain right beneath the surface. I close my eyes. Focus on the energy signatures approaching. "Three. No, four. Moving in formation. Fast." "Do we engage?" Before anyone can answer, the packhouse doors explode inward. Four figures stand in the wreckage. Massive. Humanoid but wrong. Seven feet tall. Covered in fur and muscle. Eyes burning gold.

Cyrus said. “You’re fine? I think you’re pretty sick! Cyrus, do you know that no matter how arrogant Stefano Blanke is, he can never abolish Team Four?! “The company created Team Four! Stefano is just using Team Four to threaten me! “And you made a bet that cannot be retracted. Team Four will get disbanded because of your impulsive action. The chairmen won’t do anything to Stefano! “They will only attack you, you brainless b*stard!”

Surrounded by all four of them, their hands gentle but possessive on my skin, I felt completely overwhelmed and completely safe at the same time. “Is this true claiming?” I asked softly. “This is just the beginning,” Marcus said, leaning down to capture my lips again. The kiss was different with the others watching, more intense somehow. When Marcus pulled back, Darius’s mouth was immediately there, claiming me with the same desperate hunger. “Our turn,” he said against my lips, and then I was lost in sensation as all four of them touched me, kissed me, whispered words of possession and love against my skin. Zane’s lips found my neck while Kael’s hands tangled in my hair. Marcus’s fingers tr