Fenrir Powers Novels & Stories

I crush without mercy and without a second glance for those who get in my way. I want everything. I will take it all. Santo is having the time of his life. For the first time, he has the right to let loose the violence I have always channeled in him. Don Elio's crazy dog has neither his leash nor his muzzle around his neck. I let him unleash his hatred on our enemies and the obstacles that try to hinder us. Ganovese was part of the summit. Today we are the absolute masters of this city. And all that violence is because I can't get the affection back from the only woman I'll ever love.

*** Dario After looking for the files that contained the latest treaty offer from the aquatic kingdom and not finding it, I sighed in abject exasperation and stood to check the shelf in hopes that it would be there. Ask Dante!! I instantly agreed with my Lycan- Trent and turned to go to Dante when reality struck. Dante is gone. I sagged, falling to the desk chair and holding my head in my hands. Since the incident, I was always in Fenrir’s cell trying to get Dante to come out but it never progressed. *** Fenrir was Dante’s Lycan which he got from birth. Unlike other wolves and even Lycans, he was born a Lycan.

Her eyes flashed with a strange glint, and she rose staggeringly, and began to mumble in a strange language, and a slight wind blew in gradually increasing, Jongin was surprised by what she was doing, but a few moments passed, and he felt suffocated and unable to breathe. His eyes widened and he fell to the ground as he patted his chest hard, Damontry was sucking his soul to be more precise, she wasn't herself at this time, her anger blinded her as a new force of her unknown powers appeared, at that moment she felt someone hugging her from behind and she felt water on her shoulder. She turned around angrily to see Sivana in her pajamas crying over her shoulder. "Please let him go, Damion...

He is Fenrir Hasting, trainer of the Amory. “Hello, Fenrir, it is nice to meet you, but I am not sure what just happened. I was joking around, then felt a spike of rage, then they kneeled in submission and the rage disappeared. I keep having moments that happen, but I cannot control them like I am a passenger in my body.” The Fenrir is a title that is given to the lead trainer of the Amory. The Fenrir title runs in the genetic line. The same line produces the Jormungandr. They are usually brothers from the stories I remember hearing as a child. I wonder when I will meet him.

I must admit, Eren is a sexy badass on that monster. He dashes forward as if he will crush me and in reflex, I swiftly step back. But he stops in front of me and slides up his tinted visor so that I can see the upper part of his face. He tends me the helmet similar to his, except this one is in white colour.

Brodi huffed out a breath, shocked at his own ineptitude in getting a simple point across. He glanced back up at her and saw a glimmer of humor in her green eyes. She was laughing at him. At him! He sat up a little straighter not sure how to react. The Alpha in him wanted to be insulted and act accordingly, but making his mate happy, even at his own expense, gave him a warm feeling in his middle. He wasn't used to all these conflicting emotions. He cleared his throat before starting to speak again. "Yes, well…" "You know your name is old Norse, yes?" Kelda interrupted. "Fenrir. A son of the god, Loki. It's a very powerful name. A very powerful wolf."

"I don't know either. I can't sense the current situation." The blind woman said, shaking her head slightly. The power was so strong that it almost covered everything. Even she was shocked by some of the martial intent contained in it. “No wonder Jason once said that even he was jealous of Little Apple's foundation. With such a huge inheritance, how far will the child go in the future?” the blind woman thought. The most terrifying thing was the bloodline power. She had fought with the survivors of the Inuit countless times, so she could clearly feel that the bloodline power was more terrifying than the pure bloodline power of the Inuit.

Alpha peter then apologized and asked what her name was this caught kass’s attention and with all the power rolling off her i know she was pissed but was gonna answer. I mindlinked her. Do you want to tell him or me to ? she answered automatically i do. So i let her and what she did made me proud she looked straight into his eyes and said my name is Kassandra Knight the supposed omega and the girl that you and your son and pack thought they could break but i am stronger than anyone knows i just find it sad that the pack that my parents loved didn't even think twice about their daughter instead you abused me and acted like i killed my parents you left scars that will never heal instead of loo

Marcus said as he caught up to Steve, his claws sharp and pointed. The man staggered up to his feet and threw a fast strike at Marcus’s shoulder as he got close. The Beta’s right hand locked and went limp. Steve got close and the man tried the same strange stroke but the Alpha grabbed the spy’s hand and crushed it in a Berserker grip. The man cried out in pain and tried the same move with much faster desperation but Steve had already recognized the strike. He saw it slower due to his Berserker sight. These powers Fenrir possessed amazed him. He could literarily see the moves of every werewolf that he came across. He knew that it would have been very fatal for him if one of the strikes touche

Watching me. “What’s going on in your head?” he asked. I stared into the fire. “I feel like I’m walking into a storm without knowing which way the wind is blowing.” “You’re not alone in it.” “Maybe,” I whispered, “but it still feels like I’m the one it’s after.” Fenrir didn’t soften or pity me. He only said, “They’re after your power. Not you.” “That doesn’t make it better.” “No,” he agreed. “But it means we can fight this.”