Flug Villainous Novels & Stories

Twice. He fell to his knees, struggling for air. I started to kick him aside like his Alpha when I heard the clang of metal on bone. Turning, I saw Cyrus' eyes roll to the back of his head as he fell to the side while Carter stood over him with a triumphant glare. I covered the distance quickly, punching Carter in the shoulder, dislocating it. The second punch was to his face. He growled in pain and dropped the crowbar in his hand. I picked it up and hit him in the stomach like I was swinging for a home run. He, too, hit the ground. Noticing that their ringleaders were pretty incapacitated, the three lions decided to book it. The random jaguar, who I think was named Miles, realized he was no

Rumors would eventually get borring right? "Rouge." A voice I dreaded called my name as I walked into English class, I looked up to see Flint. If he wasn't such a ass he would be the closest to my type in this whole school but he was also the main reason I hated school. His shaggy long hair was pulled up into a man bun saying he was looking forward to sparring today. His hazel eyes met mine as I sat in my desk hoping whatever he was about to say wouldn't piss me off to much but as always that wasn't the case. "I heard you hit Duke for calling you a future pleasure slave." His cocky attiude always got my wolf pressing against the barrier and the fimliar pressure begain to build. Something abo

At the same time, William seemed to think he'd found an opening, darting forward while Florian was engaged. I almost laughed at their miscalculation. Florian met them head-on, his movements fluid and deadly. This wasn't the calculated restraint he'd shown at the engagement ceremony. This was pure, unbridled violence. His fists flew with devastating accuracy. Each blow landed with a sound like meat being tenderized. Blood sprayed across the polished floor of the airport lobby. I could see it now—the fury fueling him wasn't just about their attack. It was about their connection to me. Every strike seemed to carry a message: *She isn't yours to pursue. She isn't yours to claim.*

Severin had a helpless look as he spread his hands and said, "I don't have a choice. It'll save more time. We won't be passing through any bustling cities on the way anyway. We'll try our best to fly over less-populated paths, and we'll avoid anywhere with a secluded sect. It'll be fine as long as we don't meet anyone stronger than I am." Sofia nodded. "Let's try to fly as high as possible so we won't be spotted so easily." "I can finally feel what it's like to fly on a ninth-grade spiritual weapon!" Everyone from Capra Hall was incredibly excited. They flew up one after another and stood on the Blood Fiend Sword. Severin was amused by their excitement and chuckled before getting on.

Alpha Evan asked, his furious gaze fixed on Alpha Adrian. Alpha Adrian glared at me, making me avert my gaze. I was too stunned to even try to defend myself. Besides, in my shocked state, I realised that no matter what I said, Alpha Adrian would obviously listen to Alpha Evan over me for he was an Alpha and I was Melody, the girl he hated more than anything in this world. I also belatedly realised that even if I tried to tell Alpha Adrian what I'd seen Alpha Evan do, he would never believe me. Heck, he'd probably sock me in the gut before I'd even finished my explanation.

Russell questioned as he gazed at his mother who was packing the luggages into the suitcase. Flora turned to look at her son with misty eyes, he was too young to understand anything that was going on, after she watched the video, she was left in shock, the husband she got married to was a murderer, not only did he kill his son, he also killed his wife, then what about her? what was she like in his eyes? she was just an insect whom he could crushed at any time, she was called a gold digger for having married a rich man, but she never cared, instead she continued the painful journey with love, the love she had for him. This instant she vowed to never have anything to do with him, never again,

Anyone who harmed his sister was his enemy till the day he takes his last breath. Kenchiki was more than pissed to learn that little information. He hated unclean people who tried to take away people's consent, especially when it came to people's bodies; he was glad he had been distracted by his lover and had no time to cause harm to Aria; she was an innocent victim too. He glared murderously at the woman who drugged him. He would make sure she had no good days. Sera felt chills crawl up her spine when she saw the look that the two men were giving her. She knew then that whoever was targeting her knew about all her schemes and stacked the deck against her.

The air smelled of damp stone, sweat, and blood, making it hard to breathe. Then she heard footsteps. Slow. Heavy. Familiar. Each step made her chest tighten. Valen stepped out of the shadows. His face was pale, his jaw set tight, his eyes wild and filled with anger. His mouth twisted when he saw her sitting tied to the chair. “You,” he spat. His voice shook with both anger and pain. “You lied to me. You used me.” Flora’s lips were dry, cracked from thirst, but she forced herself to speak. “And what about you, Valen? Did you not lie to me first? Did you not use me for your own plans?”

He was standing on the bed, pointing at the wall like he’d seen a ghost. Caden only glanced up for a moment and sighed. “Impressive. The man who crushed a forty-million-dollar merger is afraid of a bug.” “That thing has wings,” Damian snapped. I squinted. “Oh my God, it’s just a bug. Relax.” He glared at me. “It flew at me!” I laughed so hard I nearly fell off the bed. “You’re a CEO, but this is your villain?” Caden smirked. “Noted. Bugs: one. Salvatore: zero.”