Fighting Romance Novels & Stories

She never got to get to know her father because of her own uncle's selfish actions. A tear streams down her face. "You'll pay for everything Roman, for hurting every single innocent soul who's life you ripped away for your own selfish reasons. I hope you rot in hell" she spits out at him with fire burning inside her eyes. "You BITCH" He growls his black eyes turning deadly, he attempts to lung at her. Only to be stopped by Damien's black wolf jumping onto him, Roman instantly shifts into his reddish brown colored wolf. The fight starts, with rogues attacking the pack members. Everyone shifting into their wolf without a second thought.

She glared at Vincent, then swung her hand hard, slapping him in return. "Tammy! You're asking for it!" Vincent's voice boiled over with rage. Tammy had long reached her breaking point. She let out a scream and lunged at him. Even in a wheelchair, Vincent was still a man. They grappled, neither gaining the upper hand. … "Baby, if you win, all of this is yours." Winston tossed a thick stack of cash onto the coffee table. The sight of money spurred Tammy on. She clawed at Vincent's face, leaving scratches that turned red almost instantly. She wasn't in great shape herself, but the fight seemed to ignite something in her.

The battle was chaos, a flurry of fur and fangs as warriors collided in wolf form, each one fighting with a ferocity born of survival and loyalty. The ground trembled beneath the thunder of paws, and the air was thick with the scent of blood, sweat, and fear. But amidst it all, Sofia's heart beat with a steady rhythm, her instincts sharp, her senses heightened as she fought beside Alaric.

Roger transforms into a werewolf and roars into Aiden's face. "Hold on, to get to me you need to go through them first, do you know what you're fighting for?" Roger gets more frustrated and rushes at Aiden but another werewolf jumps in between them and digs his claws into Roger's sides. Roger digs his teeth into the Wewolf's shoulder and rips at the flesh. The unknown werewolf lifts Roger up and tosses him across the room. Two werewolves stare each other down while the other wolves howl with excitement at the prospect of lots of blood being spilled. Aiden is still in his human form and calls out at Roger, "Welcome to Werewolf Fightclub Roger, tonight you are fighting for a wonderful prize, J

IRISH Jimmy was scoffing. Only if he knew what Diego was capable of. I know I’ve always wanted that K-drama moment where two men fight over me, but this one wasn’t romance, but this was war. “Your woman? Oh please,” Jimmy scoffed. “Enough of the charade. Irish loves me as much as I love her. Enough of the drama, take it elsewhere.” My mouth almost dropped to the floor. Diego stayed calm. He smiled at him, walked over, and before I could even process what was happening… Bam!

We could only pray silently that our warriors will return in victory even when it doesn't seem like. My name is Miatta, the only daughter of the alpha of my pack. My father, Alpha Vince was also far away from home with the armies on the field of this dreadful battle. Our total numbers right now could rank in mere hundreds as the fighters are all away all because of the constant attacks on our pack by the neighbouring enemy pack, the Red Bone Pack who had been a terror to us. My two brothers had gone and also join in the war too, leaving the security of the rest of the pack to a handful of foot soldiers.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

The smell of leather and Mason’s aftershave was intoxicating. “Nah only you” he winked “fuck you look so sexy with my cut on” “Oi Teller we fighting or you getting your dick wet” one of the lads shouted. “Happy to do both” he winked placing his hand on your thigh, squeezing it. True to his word, he won and was currently rocking a shit-eating grin, as his eyes landed on you. His eyes shining with lust under the low lighting. You couldn’t help but bite your lip as he flexed his muscles as he climbed out the ring, making his way over to you.

My best friend liked it instantly. [Congrats, Director Thornton. Welcome to freedom!] I was promoted to the position of finance director in my company. I bought my own home, and I had a cat. After everything I had been through, I finally understood that loving myself was where lifelong romance would truly begin.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.