Fierce Reads Novels & Stories

Okay… pause. Take a deep breath. How are we feeling about My Little Fierce Mate so far? Because I am feeling everything. The tension. The slow burn. The way Ella’s strength peeks through her softness. The way Jake’s eyes say one thing but his heart—oh, his heart—keeps betraying him.

They wandered through the aisles, running their fingers along spines that held countless worlds within their pages. Emily's eyes sparkled with excitement as she plucked a weathered book from the shelf. "Liam, look at this," she exclaimed, her voice filled with wonder. "It's a collection of love letters from different eras. Each page holds the raw emotions of someone's heart."

The storm loomed large on the horizon, a fierce, wild thing that filled their hearts and the space with the bright, vivid energy of risk and danger. Finn was trapped between Amelia's fury and the rising tide, the bright, thrilling energy of the pursuit a vivid, living force that filled the space with life and the thrill of the chase. The anticipation was a fierce, uncontained energy, a vivid, living presence that filled the space with life and the bright, thrilling energy of the pursuit.

Enyo Burnside (Too late to turn back) The minute I yank my arm free from the prick I shift, that’s when my wolf senses him. I could feel his eyes on me, it both sent a thrill through me and fear. My wolf whimpers as I make her turn away from him, and if I'm honest my heart squeezes tight enough to take my breath away. I need to think, I need to go over the reports that I of the night my parents and Mate were killed; My mate.

Every breath I took meant Lucien could be slipping further away. Fiona was right beside me, her massive paws slamming against the earth, sending dirt and blood flying as she ran. Her fur was soaked in crimson, her breath heavy with the scent of death. She didn’t care who stood in her way—Damien’s men, Lucien’s men, it didn’t matter. She tore through them like they were nothing. Claws slashed, teeth sank into flesh, bodies dropped. She was a storm of rage, and she wasn’t slowing down. I darted between the chaos, my dagger gripped tight. My heartbeat pounded in my ears as I scanned the battlefield. Where was he? Where was Lucien?

Devon growled, his tone dark and menacing. ***TBC***

the hall that was so silent that you could hear the ragged breathing and suppressed reactions. “Did you find the culprit?” Alpha Jeoaneus Farkas of the Lycanshire pack from the South East asked. It would be great if this madman would be captured alive for them because there is a big possibility that these men are just starting, the safety of their people is at risk here as long as the culprit is out there.

He was rough, merciless, driven by anger. “You wanted it, didn’t you?” he accused harshly, driving deeper into me with even more brutality, stretching me to the full. I could barely breathe. I gasped through tears, forcing myself to endure it, my eyes shut tightly against the torment, as my body bounced forcefully with the intensity of his drive. He was feral, lost in rage, moving with no compassion, only fierceness. I whimpered, but he growled, “You don’t scream.” His warning was cold and heartless. “Any more screams from you…”

Sebastian POV I could hardly contain my rage as I looked around at the rows of fighters gathered in front of me. Liam Dimitri, Farrell, Rux, Simoné. An all-consuming heat that threatened to destroy whatever last control that kept my primordial beast in check was the rage that burned through my veins like wildfire. My entire being screamed for ruthless vengeance, demanding to crush and destroy anyone who tried to endanger my pack and my family.

💎 SWEETHEARTS IN CRIME🎩 (He's A Dangerous Mafia🔞_She's A Slût👠) Chapter 40 "H...h...how did this happen !?!"Fiona yelled shifting back a little. The smirk on his face always grew wider as he walked slowly towards her Her breath were already getting shorten and ragged. Despite the fact no weapons can be seen with him She felt extremely scared. After all,he is a great fighter