Fight'n Rage Gal Novels & Stories

Her long hair turned crimson as they become locks of fire, and even her mouth and nostrils breathed out fire. Above Selina appeared a phantom of woman decked in battle armor. The face of the phantom was blurry yet the aura it exuded was so great that Rage’s powerful presence from before was wiped out. With a loud roar the phantom’s aura shook the earth, and even those outside the barrier – Abe and Breaker – could feel its tremble.

She continues, turning her attention to the recruit. "If you're woman enough." Ferguson responds with a disgusting grin. "But don't think I'll go easy on you just because you're a woman." "Hnph." Quick as a whip, Gale reaches out and slams her palm into Ferguson's throat, causing him to hunch forward just enough for her to deal a blow to the back of his neck with her elbow. A grunt escapes him as he stumbles forward and falls to the ground face first. "Come on." Gale snickers. "Get up."

Fate Fighters ‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍The birth of change CHAPTER 1 Fang city_ The capital of the vampire Empire. "Run call for the physician" the chief maid who had just ran into the queen's room shouted. A maid had suddenly screamed from Zara's hall_ the queen's chamber, others came rushing in, only to meet their Queen Struggling with her breath, while gasping for air.

On the other side of the horizon, The mysterious man, The night in Italy was colder than usual, a sharp contrast to the heat of my rage. The moment I learned Amira had defied my warnings and gone to see Ryan, I felt the familiar surge of anger coursing through my veins, the kind that made me feel alive, made me feel in control. I had warned her, threatened her, yet she still defied me. Her stubbornness would be her downfall, but not yet. No, I wasn’t ready to let her go that easily.

My woman is on her feet, fully upright and already fighting like the badass she is. Her eyes are gold and burning so bright, her gown torn at the shoulders. She looks like she was born for this exact moment and I am so fucking proud of her. Right then, she throws another wave of light into the nearest cluster of Fiona’s soldiers and they scatter into the air before crashing to the floor, dead. This is a bloody fight and the clashes are becoming bloodier.

She was fighting with pure rage; her strikes were erratic and violent. All I have to do is wait for an opening. With her swinging like this, there will be one soon. I side-stepped one of her wild punches and connected with an explosive left hook that stumbled her. I pressed the advantage, unleashing coordinated combos that pushed her back, but the combination of rage and will that fueled her made her impervious to pain.

Ryle calmly asked, raising her brow. “Who are you to question?” Bruce growled. He’s one of our more traditional males who believes that women aren’t made to fight. They are made to be seen and not heard. Ryker bristled at Bruce’s comment. “My name is Ryker RedFang and she,” he pointed to his sister, “is my sister, Ryle RedFang and we are RedFang Defense, your Elite warrior trainers and my sister is your future Luna.” he smirked.

She didn't expect me to toss the ring into the trash without any hesitation in the next second. "Who do you think you are, Hannah Samson? Why did you do the things that you did if you were only going to crawl back to me and beg me for a reconciliation? But I do have to thank you for letting me see you for who you really are. "I'm not brave enough to be with a woman like you. In fact, I'm terrified of getting myself dirty. Security, please escort her out of the premises." The security guards leaped into action and dragged Hannah out of the cafe.

"What are you doing, Luna Sophie? Picking a fight with your Alpha in front of everyone? Acting like some street hag throwing a tantrum in public?" "Lily's gone. It's not like this is Liam's fault. Why are you taking it out on him?" "Besides, what's the big deal about signing a Blood Pact? She's feral. She's going to die anyway. You want her corpse rotting in that bed until it stinks up the whole wing?" Gemma worked herself into a froth, lunging at me, grabbing for my hair. Rage surged through me. I was about to fight back when Liam stepped between us.

Dimly, she felt his hands between her legs, tugging at her jeans zipper. Oh, my God. The knowledge of what he was trying to do hit her full-on suddenly, and she started to fight again. Her hand hit against a wine glass on the floor and she grappled for it. Her fingers closed around its stem, and she brought it down on the back of his head with all her strength. He shouted a curse, and hit her in the mouth. Reena felt her lip split open, both tasted and felt the warm blood start to run. “You’ll be sorry you did that, you goddamned bitch. So fucking sorry.”