Highschool Dxd Rage Novels & Stories

They didn't just break; they disintegrated into molten slag. ​I stepped up beside him, my feet crunching on the glass. The violet Scythe in my hand was longer now, the energy jagged and unstable. I didn't just feel powerful; I felt like a storm that had finally broken its leashes. ​"They’re coming from the rafters!" I shouted. ​I didn't swing. I pointed the tip of the Scythe at the ceiling. A bolt of violet lightning shot upward, chaining through the iron supports. The Reapers clinging to the shadows were fried instantly, falling like heavy, black rain onto the stone floor.

He said, I immediately pushed the door opened walked down, the black man walked towards us and he beamed happily at me. “Hey, you must be Davina, I’m Alex, nice to finally meet you.” The man said with a wide smile spread across his face. Just then, my cellphone began to ring and it was Raven, I picked it up after smiling apologetically at Alex. “Hey, I see you’ve met my stepbrother Alex.” Raven said, I smiled. Alex is also werewolf. “Yes, he is standing right before me!” I said, Alex smiled. He walked over to Raiden and they hugged, they seemed to like each other a lot, Raiden wore a beautiful smile on his face as he stared at his brother.

Rage floods Sage’s system, and he doesn't stop it as his punch lands on Knox's jaw, and he doesn't stop after the first hit, but Knox only laughs with blood pouring from his mouth and broken jaw, the sound taunting and heckling. “Come on! Hit me harder!” He shouts. Sage's fist ceases midair, and he pants hard, realising if he continues, he might just kill the bastard. He lets go of him with a rough push and backs away. “Killing you is too easy. I'm going to make sure you live every day, wishing you were dead!” He spits, and without another word, he turns and walks out with bleeding knuckles while Knox’s laughter echoes in the background.

Tavor retorted motionless "You would regret this Tavor, i promise you that!." Amdra protested "If i were you, i would walk out that door right this minute." Tavor said "Ahhhhhh!!!." Amdra slammed the door violently and left angrily "Tsk. He is crazy." Walking by the school premises, Rage is listening to music when his eyes partially caught a glimpse of a girl coming from the opposite direction with her friends. He recognizes her to be a middle bencher from his class but he forgot her name at this moment.

The rogue, if he had heard Adryan's question didn't react to it, he didn't even lift a finger, he kept his head down. "Did he sent you?" Adryan asks again, his patience running thin by now. His question making Jade confused, 'who was this 'he' Adryan was referring to?!' She thought to herself. By now Adryan was seething, his breathing heavy as anger brewed inside of him like hot lava, "TELL ME" he yells causing Jade to wince with the amount of power and harshness it held, the guards holding the rogue step back in fear, but the rogue still didn't reply to him, it seemed like this was the last straw that snapped off the thread Adryan's patience was hanging on to for dear life, because the next

His throat was a jagged mess of red, his eyes staring up at nothing. Two seconds. That’s all it took for an Alpha heir to become meat. “Laz!” Dax screamed, his face turning ghost-white. He tried to scramble toward his friend, but three rogues swarmed him. The clearing turned into a slaughterhouse. The smell of pine and dirt was completely replaced by the hot, copper tang of fresh blood. I shifted halfway, my claws lengthening, my teeth aching as they pushed through my gums. I became a blur of silver and red. I swiped a rogue across the eyes, felt the wet pop of its skull under my fist, and kicked another back into the brush.

I say hoarsely. Dax glances back at me, eyes clear for the first time since Nyxara took him. “You already saved me,” he says softly. “Now save him.” The ground shakes violently, and the fight explodes. Dax launches forward with a roar, slamming into the nightmares with brutal force. Shadow and blood and screaming bodies collide in a violent tangle. He moves like a man who knows this is his last stand, and doesn’t regret it. Nyxara watches with delighted fascination.

Aiden’s fists clenched as he gripped the edge of the couch, his knuckles turning white, barely containing his rage. Then, from outside, I heard a scream—a familiar voice. My heart froze as I recognized Ryan’s voice. My eyes darted toward the entrance, and through the large windows, I saw two of Aiden’s men holding Ryan by his arms, barely letting him stand upright as they struck him.

“Do you think my dad will like it? I wonder how your father will react to my father’s anger. I bet he will be very disappointed in you…” Gryphon didn’t say anything, but he glared at Roxanne as if all the fury in the world was being sucked into his skin and then discharged into those eyes. It was easily the most dangerous state of Gryphon Pearce, but Roxanne trod it just fine. She even moved her chin up to look down at the man again.

Every strike carried years of resentment, every bruise a story we never told. “You were supposed to protect her!” I roared. “So were you!” he yelled back. “You used her!” “So did you!” “ENOUGH!” The voice cracked through the room like thunder. I didn’t have to look to know it was Dax. He stormed in, his eyes glowing gold, hair wild, face drawn tight with pain. “Are you two trying to kill each other?” he growled, grabbing my shoulder to pull me off Riven. The second his hand touched me, he recoiled like he’d touched fire.