Fury Peter Novels & Stories

" I challenged. "Look at me and tell me you don't feel anything... And then I'll call you a liar." A snarl ripped out her throat, and she stepped forward. Always so proud. Her honour was everything. "I am not a liar. " "Then admit it. There's something here." She growled again, "their cant be. That's impossible. Ben," Fury hit me like a ton of bricks. "Right. Ben. Your so-called soul mate. Did you ever plan on telling me or was that not on your schedule?"

Even if the bastard deserved it. Peter, however, had other ideas. “Maybe you’re not that person,” he muttered, his eyes blazing as he rolled up his sleeves, “but I’ll gladly be that person today.” Before either of us could stop him, Peter’s fist flew and connected with the driver’s face. Hard. The sickening crunch of bone and cartilage filled the air, and blood sprayed across Peter’s hand as the driver’s nose broke under the force of the punch.

I will teach you a lesson, d*ckhead! “Hey! You ill-breed man! Is that how you act saying sorry!” He walks continuously, wearing his business suit together with his men-in-black bodyguards. It added fuel to my anger as I heard him laugh like mocking me. Without wasting my time, I use my personalized hair-clip, a silver dagger throwing it near to him as it hit the wall that made him stop and how his bodyguards alerted from the threat I give.

Solo. My body hurts. My head stumbles. Lucas is in where? One hears a door creaking open. I sit quickly. It's him. Lucas here. His face is damaged, blood splattered over his temple. But his eyes, wild as they are, Very desperate. ravenous. Furious. He comes to me in a storm. down to his knees. Grasp my face between his hands. "Are you hurt?" He speaks in a raw manner. I give a shake of my head. "I—":

A furious roar sounded from the corridor which made Peter throw his head back in glee and I internally silenced the link so that I wouldn’t flinch at Ryan and his wolf’s agony and give anything away. “Even if this comes to pass Peter, which it won’t, I will never submit willingly to anything you demand of me. I will fight you every step of the way and one day, I might even fucking kill you.” I snarled furiously. But, Peter’s grin widened as he ran his eyes over me in excitement.

He had seen plenty of nightmares out in this world, and as terrifying an opponent as Cytus was, there had been worst encounters in the past. 'I should have assumed that a blow to the neck wasn't enough. It's my fault for thinking I could have ended the fight there. Sun would be disappointed in me.' "I'm stayin' obviously." Peter said. 'I'm sure Lucifer won't be happy that I spent life force, but he should be understandin' of the circumstances.' "About that, Peter." Lucifer made a hard stare. "How do you feel after spending your life force?" Peter at the moment of backlash had felt like his body was being ripped apart by flaming chains.

“They didn’t just steal from me. They didn’t just embarrass me. They mocked me…made a joke out of everything I’ve built! This isn’t business anymore. This is personal.“ He began pacing, each step heavy, reckless, fingers threading through his hair in frustration. “I will find the bastard who orchestrated this. And when I do… I’ll peel the skin off his bones. I don’t care if it’s Caesar Dominic or the goddamn Pope. They will pay…in blood and screams.” Peter stood frozen, watching Ryan unravel before him, the man’s rage spiraling into something dark and merciless. A cold, savage satisfaction twisted deep in Peter’s gut…a predator’s hunger rising to the surface.

Frederick said with a shrug. "They were following orders, and the one who gave the order is still alive. And you’ve been merciful to him." "It’s not mercy… I’m not proud of what I did." "Exactly! And Peter could say the same. Without his memories, he followed his emotions, piecing things together blindly. He was acting out of instinct." "Don’t defend him. He did it to hurt us deliberately," Marcus said, his frustration evident. "Of course that was his intention! But think about it—Peter is like a wounded pup. He felt attacked and lashed out. That’s how I see it, anyway."

The walls trembled as if the island itself had grown weary of holding so much hatred and darkness within its bounds. Serena stood at the center of it all, glowing with a light not born of this world. Her wolf, Nene, had fully awakened within her—feral and majestic, divine and merciless. Power pulsed from her body in waves, like a second heartbeat, loud and resonating. Her white hair whipped around her like a stormcloud, her silver eyes lit with blinding resolve.

Joshua Fury pov My dad is pissed at me again it seems as I stare at Claire my human mate. Yes a fucking human in my pack isn't exactly safe. Claire is tiny like Aunt May and my mom both look sad I'm doubting the mate bond. Why you ask? Simple she is human a weak , tiny but sweet human and I got enemies out the ass pissed because me Joshua Fury has a ultimate wolf like my dad does. Fury is his wolf's name and the pack is named after him.