Fiesty Novels & Stories

Dumb right? I bumped into someone when I took the next turn sending their drink flying out of their hand, and all over my shirt. I reached for her hand to hold her steady, she almost slipped. “Oh, my God, you have no idea how sorry I-” The woman did not even let me land. “WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? CAN’T YOU WATCH WHERE YOU’RE GOING? ARE YOU STUPID, OR DUMB, OR JUST PLAIN BLIND?”

I said. They all jumped up from the table, the one I’d dumped my drink on spitting, “Bitch!” I didn’t even hesitate to take hold of the tray with both hands and hit one of his buddies so hard that he stumbled into another. Immediately, I let go of the tray, stepped up to the one who’d assaulted me, and grabbed his nuts in a vise-like grip. “Let me educate you on how hot my abilities are. I can set fire to your nuts before you can Gargoyle up, and while I know you’ll heal from a little burn, I imagine it might just be a little painful for a while.”

Austin, a nimble little Scotch Terrier, hearing his favorite word, jumped out of bed and swirled around the room. Louis twisted his soul, saying that the mood was lousy. It wasn't lousy... It was as if boiling water was spilled in the solar plexus. And nothing in the whole world other than that pulsating burning sensation inside and what caused it is anymore exciting. Tom was partly right... drug - you can call it that. The strongest ever. And completely free.

Focus. “Fucking hell.” I can hear him spit the words out. Feel him gather my hair at the back of my head. And he’s stiffening somehow more in my mouth. I quite like this thing. I never thought I’d say it. At least, I never thought I’d live to.

He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people. Did someone come to mind, because I know one did for me. There's this one fuckboy at my school, Connor Owens, and he's probably the hottest guy in my grade. At least that's what all the girls think. He's tall, has brown hair, tanned skin, and the most mesmerizing bluish-green eyes. He's a really fun person to be around, and he's a pretty smart guy. We're in all the AP classes together.

He was fast. Faster than I thought a wolf this large could be, and I thought he could almost beat me in a race. In peak condition, I was one of the fastest in the pack, and that was only because I pushed myself so hard. It seemed like Luxe didn't even have to exert himself to keep up the pace. He moved with pantherish grace, leaping over shrubs and low hanging branches with ease. My hair ruffled in the breeze and I was tempted to let go of Luxe's fur and stretch my arms to either side of me.

And on Bitsy’s portion, disgust. She’d caught his take note right off—a red hot small Faerie with spiky hair, awe-inspiring chest and hips, and dim, expressive eyes lit by a guarantee for retaliation. There was no fear in those eyes. Not for the soul suckers. Not for him. Not for his pack.

She stared at me for a long moment, then muttered under her breath, "So annoying." "I heard that." She stopped. "Am I fired?" I stared at her. She stared back. And for the first time all evening, I almost smiled. *Mate,* my wolf called out. I ignored him. Again.

Clara said and approached her. The rabbit opened its eyes wide and looked at Clara. Even though Clara didn't show her ears, the rabbit recognized Clara as a fox. Clara has bright red curly hair. Her slanting eyes are significant and seductive, and even her heart-shaped lips are incredibly dreamy. Clara is such a beautiful and charming fox. Feeling safe, the rabbit turned into a beautiful girl again. "My name is Dove. I'm sorry that I slept here without your permission." Dove talked in fear.

But this is exactly what I wanted, I wanted her to watch as I win her only friend over. Felix does a sassy pose, waiting for me to wind the window down, then he bends and norrowed his hazel eyes at me. "Not only did you get my number, but you somehow knew where I live too." Felix said, hoping in the front seat of my car. "I know people." I quipped. Fixing my hair in the rear view mirror. "Nice car." Felix ran his hand over the dashboard. "Thanks, I love my audi r8 spyder, but you should see my audi r8 v10 plus, or my bugatti chiron." I boasted.