Novel & Cerita God Of Fury Series

*LAIN* "Umm Mira can you please take Rogue back to her room?" The woman nodded quietly and took Rogue with her and once they were gone Freya glared at me. "So you thought by coming here you'd just win my daughter over? When all you've done is hurt her.' I sighed deeply. "What are you some fucking god? You can't just hurt people and a few hours later you waltz into their lives like nothing happened." Our eyes locked intensely.

”She smiles and says no alpha. I have to get back to work. I nod and tell her to meet me after work so we can begin training and I see a fire spark in her eyes and she says yes alpha. When she leaves i sigh and eat, once i am done eating i get back to work. Out of nowhere I hear Titan say I can't wait for the day to get over. I replied to Titan me to bud.Once I finish the paperwork I head to the training ground to help train the warriors and get some anger out. I walk out on the field and everyone stops to look at me.I use my alpha voice and say get back to training and I want the best warrior to spar with me. Four people line up to spar and I pick the biggest guy out of them. He's not bigge

Her tears fell and she looked at the ground, before she felt Arius attacking her again, so she looked at Eugene one last time, before recovering her scepter that had fallen to the ground. "I'm really sorry" She said while closing her eyes in pain, before she prepared to enter her battle for the second time, while Eugene remained petrified in his place, unable to comprehend what had happened in front of him a short while ago. How is it possible that Fury was the weapon of destruction that completely destroyed his kingdom? “Look at what's going on here, isn't this a very beautiful sight?” Matthew said as he watched the situation with great enjoyment, especially the battle that was taking place

Odell who is one to be easily tempered, which the humans describe to have the quick temper of a human remains the God of war, as when it comes to fighting of demons, Odell is at the front line. Layland on the other hand is the God of illusions and compel, while Barak is the God of the four elements, and Darius, being the God of the underworld. Aside all that, it is known for each of the Gods to be blessed with strength, speed, and hyper senses. "And who says this is a joke, less at all useless?" Alec replies them. "Now if any of you can't answer the question, I will," Alec stares at them all.

In a split second, my knuckles connected with a bony jaw. The collision was followed with a loud shriek and then a body being hauled some meters away. I closed the distance between us almost at the same instant and rained down punches on the guy's face. All I saw in my eyes was a red haze and nothing else. Another kind of rage and anger had filled me so much that I angrily enjoyed punching the guy's face. It was like the person had snapped some kind of a trip wire in me that could never be reconnected. I couldn't control what I was feeling at the moment, I just wanted to beat this person endlessly for pissing me off. Blood spurt out of his nose under the constant punches I rained on him maki

“Why the fuck are we here? This is a problem between you two.” “You’re in cahoots with the Reapers now. Trip planted some pussy on Wrath’s path, he’s affiliated with you and now you’re all in bed together, cutting us off,” Buzzer said. “Buzzer, I like you, but I will shoot you in the fucking head if you refer to her as pussy one more time. She wasn’t planted on me. I knew she was Trip’s sister when I pursued her and since then, I’ve seen Trip once, at the annual biker run and my affiliation with Bandit is none of your fucking business. I have the same affiliation with almost every MC in the state, so fuck you and your assumptions.”

It was Stephen's last shift and he was doing wonders cheering me up. I had just finished in a private booth when he waved me over. "Number four please!" He handed me a drink. I looked down and it was vodka. Straight. No ice. My stomach dropped as I walked over, my legs like jelly. As I got closer I saw it was him. At arm's length I put the drink down and turned. "Harper." "No." "Please," I felt him behind me and he grabbed my arm. "Please let me explain, I’m sorry I,”

After a few tense moments, he spoke, breaking the silence with calm certainty. “It makes sense,” he said, his gaze sweeping the group. Every eye in the room fixed on him, waiting. “He is the goddess warrior’s tiger—the bearer of arms destined to propel her into battle when the time comes. The trident would naturally respond to him.” A ripple of astonishment passed through the team. Even Cara and Marcus exchanged glances, the disbelief in their expressions tempered by the logic of Fyfe’s words. Kaplan felt a shiver run down his spine, part fear, part awe, as the truth of his connection to the trident—and to something far larger than himself—settled in.

Felix’s gaze whipped toward it, his hand freezing mid-motion, tendons standing out like cords. “Get your filthy hands off my woman!” The shout was raw, furious—every word dripping with possessive rage and awfully familiar. My ears perked up even more as a shiver ran through my spine.

Blood sprayed, dark against the floodlights. Osiris was a force of nature, his massive frame tearing through lines of Green Briar wolves with reckless rage, his blade a blur in his hand. Lefu covered Balor with one arm while swinging his other in wide, brutal arcs, his strength battering down anyone who came near. Tristan fought like a shadow, precise and ruthless, his eyes never leaving the fortress doors. In the chaos, Jack had retreated. Coward. He lingered near the doors, sheltered under the stone arch while his warriors died by the dozens. His face twisted in fury as a messenger darted to him, voice shaking.