Fiesty Novels & Stories

Sorin says his eyes lighting up with mischief. "Eye candy my foot! Even my ass is better looking then you" Eira grumble. "Well you do have a pretty nice ass" he peers from behind her as he makes an action as if he's checking her butt out. "You stupid piece of shit! Why the hell are you checking me out?!" Eira shrieks as she fumbles around with her skirt trying to pull it down. "Piece of shit? Seriously Eira? You have absolutely no creativity" Sorin amusedly grins as he sees a deep red color starting to taint Eira's cheeks.

earning multiple laughs as a response. Layke’s eyes practically bulged out of his head as they landed on the petite spitfire wiping out all his enforcers on the training grounds. Fury overwhelmed him as he stormed over to his wife, although frankly half the fury he was experiencing was due to the confusion over why he was so angry in the first place, but those were finer details he would consider at a later stage. “What the hell do you think you’re wearing?” He snapped, receiving a deathly glare his way.

Then she sat upright immediately. “But why didn't he have an introduction?” “A name you mean.” “Those are their names? I thought that was just their description. Like, what they're made up of. Because I somehow got that aura from them before they spoke the words.” “They're named based on what they do. Fury comes up when I'm so angry and kill mode has been activated. Fierce comes up when I'm ready to do something that takes bravery, guts and determination. It's that confident and extremely powerful part of me.”

Jepoy retorts and Fiona huffs. " I am not jealous, Jepoy. I am being objective." Fiona replies. " Carry that bullshit to your aunt Fiona. I don't need someone like you telling me shit." Fiona storms off, her face flushed red. I can tell she is furious. I shake my head. I can't believe she just said that. " That bitch really has no filter. Her words are sharper than any knives." Jepoy comments. " You don't like her, do you?" I ask and he nods.

he goes on a date with her. ferzi:- you look beautiful, I like your eyes. girl:- you are also handsome and thanks. they were walking on the street. while they were dating they come across a park. first:- my mother told me you are so beautiful like Angle and you are. he got flirting skills by trying on Zoe but he still gets rejected every time. girl:- stop it, you are acting strange, you don't have to flatter me every time, what you thought about your future. ferzi:- I want to sleep and eat your homemade food, I was joking just going to handle family business.

the cringe inspiring, whiny speech was cut off on time by Joy, who seemed to be on fiyah today. [ ** A/N- To the slang knowledge deprived population of my dear readers, no worries I am here. Fiyah is a way of saying ‘fire’ ** ] “Undying love for each other ? Yeah, yeah, we know,” Joy rolled her eyes. “Get your butt rolling out of here, lady. You heard your Alpha and you seriously do not want to mess with me, even before you reach my sister and her HUSBAND WHO IS HER MATE,” Joy reinforced that piece of information in the thick head’s stupid brain.

Melody made a silly face at Felix as she said, "Hmm, you're just jealous that I can kiss Stinky Caterpie, and you can't." Felix rolled his eyes. "You've said she's Stinky Caterpie. So, she must be stinky. Who wants to kiss her?" Abigail joined the argument. "Do you think you're sweet?" Melody said, "Stinky Caterpie smells so good. Fee, you're the one who's stinky. You filthy man."

You are ruining it. Sophie intruded. "Stop! Stop! I'm team Jacob. So you better stop now, or hell halt the fury of a woman scorned with eight abs." She might be overreacting, but she was team Jacob, and no stinky breath or fleas could stop her from idolizing the man.

Her fingers brushed over his black fur. "Fury! " Her lips were so dry they had split up in several places. But hearing her voice again sent shivers through my body, and I swear I heard Fury purr like a little kitten against her soft touch. A slight movement caught his eye, and he jumped around, the fur along his neck and back puffed up. Teeth bared, and a deep warning growl rumbled through the air. Fay! There was another Fay! Fury`s muscles tensed again. Hunched down and ready to attack. But Eir`s hand was buried down in his thick fur, and he gripped a full fist. Slightly tugging at us,

I demand, my voice low and dangerous, a warning laced with barely restrained fury. But Ashby's defiance only serves to stoke the flames of my rage. His laughter, mocking and derisive, pushes me over the edge, igniting a firestorm of fury within me. Without a second thought, I lash out, my fist connecting with his jaw in a vicious blow.