Fury Series Book Novels & Stories

Keondra stepped back in a low whine. She stood before the mirror, her eyes fixed on the reflection that stared back. The glassy surface revealed a creature that was both familiar and yet, utterly alien. The fur was matted with blood, her eyes glowed with an unnatural light, a piercing red that seemed to burn with an inner fire. Red saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, forming a sticky thread that clung to the furry chin. Her gaze wandered down her body, taking in the thick, muscular limbs, the razor-sharp claws that gleamed like polished bone.

"Personal complaint files. They run alphabetical by respondent." "How long," Lucian said. "Two minutes." I found the F section at the back corner of the third row. The boxes were standard gray archival with typed labels affixed to the spines. My fingers moved along them in the beam of Zane's light. Farrell. Finch. Fitzpatrick. Fonoti. I pulled it. The box was lighter than I expected. Everything that had destroyed my life in Ohio weighed less than a ream of paper. I set it on the shelf and opened the lid.

The Alpha King stood alone in the blood spattered chamber, chest heaving, eyes glowing gold with barely contained fury and something far more dangerous underneath. He didn’t know what the hell had happened on that battlefield. But he felt it. Strong. Insistent. Burning. And he hated it.

The hurt in my chest escalate from a dull throb to a burning pain - faster than lightning bolt. I fall to my knee before Tasha and everything comes flooding in my head at once and I am dizzy. I see myself burn the Vahemir and every threat, I see myself running insearch of Tasha, I see the countless time I almost killed Tasha in my sleep, the fear in Tasha's eyes she tries to hide each time she wakes up, I see the head and the successor of the Darc and the El Musharc's family chaining me to something as they carry out a spell to unlock my powers and my memory. I see the rock breakfree and something else took over as rage grips me and keeps me hostage. I become a slave to rage, hatred and bloo

Turn of the Tide The clang of steel against claw rang in my ears, a ceaseless storm of violence and fury. Each strike I parried, each body I felled only brought me closer to the looming fortress, its black walls drinking in the carnage like a thirsty god. Sage’s presence pulsed inside me, strong and sharp. Forward, Evandra. You were never meant to cower behind walls. This is where the tide turns.

I frown, trying to communicate with her. “Combustum,” I saw the fire that circled around me and her hiding us from the attack. Liv got up and pulled a leather book from her cloak and flipped through pages. I tried to get up, but my chest felt tight. “Don’t move. You still need to heal. It will take more time because I didn't use all my energy on you.” “Liv?” “I know you are confused, but now is not the time.”

I swallowed nervously and paused as he began writing on the document. "Faelon's mother is a hybrid. Do you know Raven Volkov?" He inquired curiously and I shrugged. "I know a Zurac Volkov from the blood wars,'' I replied and Lucifer nodded telling me that Zurac was Faelon's grandfather and my eyes widened. Zurac had a fire wolf but that didn't explain Faelon's odd gifts. So I asked curiously, "How does Faelon have wings and blue bolts instead of flames?" Lucifer chuckled looking at Kasin.

Cherry As soon as Arthur fires his gun, chaos breaks out all around me. Alphas morph into wolves all around, some charging directly at me before they have a chance to transform, while the others wager that they will be able to catch up to them after they have changed. I can quickly leave because of the internal conflict, despite my chest hurting from the abrupt effort. I'm not used to doing things like this, but I have no choice.

I don't want for him to think something is wrong with me. I look down at Lucious's plate of food. I look away, taking another sip from the water bottle, not having an appetite to eat this morning. I spend the day up in the room, trying to keep myself calm and relax. I've been on edge and something as simple as a loud sound seems to give me this rush, causing the beast within to push forward to be let out. I sit on the bed reading the book that I had started a few months ago. Between the Retributions and spending most of my time in the forest, I haven't read much of the book since then. I guess now is the perfect time to catch up on the book.

🌿 Luke's pov 🌿 My knuckles are gripping the steering wheel in a deathly clutch as I speed through and weave my way around cars. I was driving for a good couple of hours, not knowing where I was heading, not even caring.I clenched my teeth and could still feel the slight sting of her palm hitting my cheek. I was furious, fucking furious. I moved a hand away from the steering wheel to rake through my blonde mane. An irritated breath leaves my lips and I slammed a hand on the steering wheel in frustration. It hasn't been a full day yet and we're back to square one.