Fury Peter Novels & Stories

'Just fall for the temptation already,' Peter groaned inwardly He was gonna dump her when he got what she wanted from her. Peter grinned devilishly when Faye hugged him back. She had no idea what she was getting herself into. She was too naive and he was gonna use her and then dump her. 'It seems bullying Alexandria was a good idea after all,' Faye thought happily. Peter needed someone to help him get those files so if he couldn't use Alexandria, he was gonna use Faye Archer. 'Oh Faye, you are gonna be disappointed, 'he said mentally as he giggled evilly.

He roamed his eyes towards Oliver’s disheveled look, a small mocking smile forming on his lips. “You look…..ravishing. The high and mighty smart beta was outsmarted by the likes of me, but... After all, I am so intelligent that I fooled you, even the strong and powerful Alpha Lester Fangs was helpless while he lied on his deathbed, awake, but never moving or saying anything.” his dark eyes narrowed as he had the urge to pull the man and smack his head on the ground if it wasn’t for the silver railings. Since when did they have this inside the pack’s territory?

one of the thugs sneered. "Leave her alone, and I am still going to f*cking hurt you." My eyes went wide at Peter's dark, threatening tone. I had known Peter for an entire year, and this was the very first time I had ever heard such raw, lethal danger in his voice. The men lunged at him all at once. To my absolute shock, Peter fought them off with ruthless efficiency, throwing brutal punches and dodging blows like he was incredibly used to street fights. Right now, he didn't look like a gentle doctor; he looked exactly like a man who worked directly for a Mafia family.

But Duffy obviously felt threaten and told him to stop and not coming any closer. "More of my men are coming, Duffy. Let go of him and we might let you walk." Paolo moves closer to them, while Peter was shaking his head silently telling him to stop moving any closer. He didn't want his mob guy hurt, he knows he'd take a bullet for him. He had done it before, and Peter didn't want to find out whether Duffy is a good shooter or not. "I'm taking Peter, you better move out of the way." Duffy was dragging Peter who was trying hard to breathe as his arm was pressing on his throat. Choking him.

Then a guttural, animal sound tore from his throat half sob, half roar of frustration and self-loathing. “FUCK!” he shouted, voice cracking. He slammed his fist into the mattress beside her head once, twice, three times each brutal punch shaking the entire bed. The wooden frame groaned and cracked under the force. The headboard slammed violently against the wall with a loud crack. “Damn it all to hell!” he roared, voice breaking with rage, pain, and unbearable hunger. He rolled off her abruptly, collapsing onto his back beside her, chest heaving like he had run a marathon. One arm was thrown over his eyes, tears streaming down his temples as his body trembled with the effort of holding hi

Next thing I know my father was dead and my mother told me to run and that's what i did. My wolf was begging me to go back but I couldn't bring myself to and while I wasn't paying attention I ran straight into the Beta Peter. He kept asking why I was running and all I managed to say was rogue. He then asked where the Alpha and Luna were so I told him everything. What happened next was shocking.

Queen Zari takes a pair of shorts from a nearby guard and throws them at the boy's feet. "His name is Peter. He's a sadistic fuck that likes bullying pups and thinks it's funny to beat up people and apparently he also thinks rejection is a valid reason to kill someone's sister!" he snarls and I jump a little when he suddenly smashes his fist into the boy's face.

The drugs were affecting Nick more and more until he lost his focus. Peter and Aldric laughed at Nick for being such a fool. And with such callousness, Peter kicked Nick in the back that the man fell down the stairs and rolled to the bottom. Seen below, Nick was unconscious with a pool of blood coming out of the back of his head. "That's what you get for trying to usurp my position," Peter exclaimed with a hateful look, the man urging Aldric to follow him. Peter has a personality disorder, tends to be a psychopath, and has no sense of empathy. He can even kill anyone who gets in his way, including his own biological family.

Blood trickled from Peter's mouth as he staggered back. "Yule is dead!" Shaun thundered. "Are you even human? You should be here to apologize to Freya, but no—you bring your mistress to humiliate her? You don't deserve to call yourself a man!" Peter tilted his head, stunned by the punch, before recovering enough to sneer, "And who the hell are you to hit me?" His face twisted as if a lightbulb flicked on. "Oh, I get it. You're the guy Freya's been sneaking around with! And now you're cursing my son to be dead?!"

Felix's clenched fist was ready to strike Peter's jaw. But just as quickly, Peter spoke up, "I'm sorry, Sir. I would never be interested in Miss Cyra," he said fearfully while trying to resist Felix's attack. Felix became even more enraged seeing Peter remain silent as if he was hiding something. He became more suspicious that Peter had a crush on Cyra. Then suddenly, Felix spoke loudly, "Honestly, are you?" he demanded angrily. "All right, Sir! I have a crush on Puspa. I secretly like her!" Peter admitted, closing his eyes in fear of Felix's reaction.