Havoc Fma Novels & Stories

He said to Astrid who said that to the rest of her team. It was a blur to be honest, Malakai left the hiding place and could see Elijah. Astrid and her team shot at the enemy to buy time for Malakai to get close. He was able to and when he was beside Elijah, he raised his gun to his head. Namjoon didn't see him coming and suddenly felt cold metal press to his head. He smirked as he knew it was Malakai, always the stealth.

I brace myself for what's to come. “I Beta Gavin Finley of the Ruby Mountain pack here by rejecting you Talia Davis of the Lobos Sombra pack as my mate” her eyes get wider as I speak, she shakes her head but as I say the last words a pain shoots through my chest. She screams but I grind my back teeth. I won't give this bitch the chance to see me hurt. She grips her chest as another round of pain hits, I won’t lie I feel like my soul is being ripped from my chest, but she will never see me fold in front of her.

Why bother giving someone who was going to die food and water? Phil let out a low cuss word. He didn't want to cause the woman any harm or rob her children of their mother, but he knew that sooner or later, the temptation to feed would become uncontrolled and the anguish of refusing would be severe. He didn't want to do either of those things. Even at this late hour, the terrified racing of her heart stirred his innate need to go hunting. The odor of her blood, which was warm and red as it poured through her veins, offered the hope of rapid respite from the misery that was encircling him.

Trip said. Jake took a long sip from his beer, picking at the label on the bottle. “There’s a new street gang in Hazleton, taking over whatever assets the Dogs left behind. They’re calling themselves the Sons of Doom.” “You want them taken out?” “Yeah,” Jake said and looked Trip in the eye. “If you do that for me, you can have everything west of Chambersburg. It’s Stalker territory I’m giving you there, my territory.” “Consider it done, Wrath,” Trip said, and the two men shook hands. “I’ll tell my guys we’re now friendly.” Jake gave him a look. “That friendship will end if I find out your guys are killing, dealing or selling on my territory.”

I was high on coke with my vision a little bit impaired. I didn't know how on earth I stood there or how I got to where in stood. Until I was sucked into my own consciousness when I heard her screams. Followed by a solid thud as if in a fight. I had to gather my drunken self behind the car as some sort of shield till eventually the yelling stopped. But just as soon as I thought it was over, the moment when her body was thrown over the balcony and unto that pavement, I was suddenly grasped by the hem of my fabric-

This couldn't be happening. Fate couldn't be this cruel. My mate was supposed to be someone I loved, someone could I chose, not this... this person. The one I'd clashed with, the one I'd judged without a second thought. Panic clawed at my chest, my breath catching in my throat as I struggled to process this impossible truth. How could the universe do this to me? "Damario," I hissed, the name tasting like venom on my lips. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks: Damario Bloodworth, the one person I'd rather avoid, was my mate.

Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body. “I hereby proclaim Amelia Snow as the Alpha and first member of the Hunter Race, does anyone stand against this?” Lariempi declared to the heavens with a voice louder than thunder, a few seconds passed and then lightning flashed and thunder rumbled violently, at this very instant Amelia felt something change within her but she couldn’t point at exactly what changed.

Since their birth, Hunter and Havoc Hargreave had made it clear to the world that they had individual characters. That their views on the world differed on almost every ground. Havoc was loud, outspoken and reckless while Hunter put thought and consideration into everything he said and did. Like light and the darkness, they contrasted each other....but one could not survive without the other.

" I became silent. His words marked in my head. I don't want to hear those but I know, deep inside, I know he's right. I'm just afraid to admit that what he said was all true, because I know how those will hurt me. I cried again, why is this happening to me? I was like being slapped by reality. This is so suffocating. Truth really does hurt, huh. "I don't know what to do. I regret all those things and the time I wasted. I want them back, I want to be okay. I don't want this kind of feeling that whatever I do, there's already fear inside me," I said. "Then learn how to free yourself," he replied. As if that one is so easy to do. Tsk. I sighed. I look so hopeless. What should I do now? "Ah, wh

I still haven’t felt Dakota return to me, which was a concern for me in battle since I couldn’t shift, and for all we knew I wouldn’t be able to heal myself the same. Dakota, buddy, I know you’re hurt and healing but please. I need you to come back to me so we can get our mate out of there. I tried reaching out to him one more time. Before I knew it, I had been lulled off to sleep. Waking suddenly as the car jerks and sways, bumping up and down on the uneven terrain of the Rogue Lands. That’s when we hear what sounds like an avalanche coming from somewhere in the distance, and that’s when I felt it. A slight shiver goes down my spine and suddenly, like a thunderclap, my head feels like it’s