In A Towering Rage Novels & Stories

Anna was born the daughter of an Alpha, yet branded an omega and treated as nothing. When her fated mate, Alpha Lucas, publicly rejected and disgraced her, her own father casted her out as a rogue, sealing her fate. Broken and ready to die, Anna instead crossed paths with a wounded stranger…one night that changed everything. However, she left believing it was nothing more than a fleeting fairy tale only to return five years later with a secret. Forced back into the werewolf world to save her sick twins, Anna faces the last man she ever expected to see again, Alpha Ravok, the powerful, feared leader she once had a night stand with. Blind then, he never saw her face. Wolfless now, she carries no scent. He doesn’t recognize her… but his heart does. Bound by a contract marriage meant to benefit no one, Ravok despises what Anna represents—a rejected, disgraced single mother. Yet her presence soothes his rage, her children calm his violent wolf, and his control slowly unravels. Desire turns to protection. Coldness turns to possession. And against all reason, Ravok finds himself falling for the very woman he swore to make life miserable for. But how long does it last and what happens when Alpha Lucas returns to claim the children as his own?

Samson Carroll's father, who is the CEO of Carroll Group, is hospitalized, and my sister decides to return to the hospital to work as a nurse. She throws herself into the role—donating blood, helping with emergencies, and keeping watch at his bedside around the clock. Soon, everyone's calling her a hero in scrubs. One night, she blocks the hospital room's security camera. She plans to kill the patient and forge a will so that Samson will marry her. I tell her it's too dangerous. The Carrolls are an influential family with deep pockets and powerful connections, after all. A few kind words and a forged will aren't enough to sway them. But she lashes out at me, calling me an idiot. She says that everyone in Jansbury knows Samson does whatever his father tells him to do. I drag her home, still trying to talk sense into her. "The Carroll family has ties to both the authorities and the underworld. They're untouchable," I explain. "If Samson finds out you lied to him, the consequences are unimaginable." Halfway home, she grows increasingly agitated. "Tonight was my only chance, and you ruined it! You're just jealous I'm about to become a rich man's wife! Go to hell!" Then, in a fit of rage, she shoves me into an open manhole by the side of the road. When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the night I brought her dinner at the hospital.

I never thought one broken promise could shatter my world twice. His name was Marcus. He swore he’d stay in touch when he left for that “year-long business trip.” Three months later, silence. No calls, no texts, nothing. On my birthday, drunk and done with heartbreak, I went home with a stranger. One reckless night. I slipped out before dawn, leaving a fake name. No more men. No more drama. Then the perfect job fell into my lap: personal assistant to Victoria Langford, a young, filthy-rich heiress. Live-in position, great pay, exactly what my sick little sister and I needed. I moved in, ready for a fresh start. Until I walked into her mansion and saw him. Marcus. In her arms. My fiancé was her boyfriend. Rage burned through me, but I swallowed it. I needed this job. He begged forgiveness, fed me lies about a big contract, how he never stopped loving me. Weak, stupid, lonely. I fell back into him. Secret touches, stolen nights, right under her nose. Then everything exploded. I came home to blood and sirens. Marcus swore he didn’t know what happened. But when the police started digging, he pointed the finger at me. How do I escape this? Who's the father of the child growing inside of me?

A single moment of weakness condemned her. An act of rage will either free her... or destroy her forever. Aurora has spent her entire life preparing to lead the Ironwood Pack. She is strong, trained, and ready. But her father, the current Alpha, refuses to step aside unless she accepts a mate of his choosing. Trapped between duty and a future she never wanted, Aurora’s world explodes when she discovers the truth about her college love, Damon. He’s not human. He’s a changeling—a monstrous creation of her own making, born from a moment of rejected fury years ago. Now Damon is back, a terrifying creature caught between man and wolf, and he holds the key to Aurora’s secret past. As an old enemy challenges her right to the throne and a mysterious plague of magic traps begins killing her people, Aurora is forced into a desperate alliance with her protector Jax and her arranged mate Theron. To save her pack, she must embrace the very power she fears, a power that could cost her her soul. But when Damon reveals a terrifying truth about their bond, Aurora is faced with an impossible choice. Will she sacrifice everything she loves to stop a rising evil, or will her heart’s desire doom them all? As the ancient magic awakens and an unknown enemy closes in, can Aurora control the beast within before it's too late?

All because I opened a window to air out the room, my husband’s childhood sweetheart, Celine Ashcroft, caught a cold. In a fit of rage, my husband, Ronan Blackwood, had his men bind me and drag me down to the ice cellar despite my being five months pregnant. "Don’t think that just because you’re carrying my child, you can bully Celine. If even a single hair on her head is harmed, I’ll make you repay it a hundredfold!" Shivering violently from the cold, I knelt through tears, begging for forgiveness. I promised that from now on I would serve his precious sweetheart well to atone, that I would never again let her suffer even the slightest harm. He only gave a cold order to seal the cellar, saying I needed to be taught a lesson so it would be burned into my memory. A week later, when Celine finally recovered from her cold, he finally remembered me in the cellar. "Vesper, have you truly realized your mistake? As long as you agree to kneel and apologize to Celine immediately, I’ll spare you." What he didn’t know was that by then, I had already frozen stiff in that ice cellar. And the child he had treasured so dearly no longer showed even the faintest sign of life.

She was supposed to be the thief who stole from his empire.   Instead, she became his wife. Arielle Vasquez wakes up bound to Matteo Moretti—a tattooed, ruthless enforcer of the Moretti clan, a bastard son burning with rage and a hunger for validation. Their marriage is a punishment, a cage of suspicion and hate. He sees her as a liar, a liability. She sees him as the enemy who stole her freedom. But the first night changes everything. She gasped as Matteo pinned her against the wall of their wedding suite, his breath hot against her throat, ink-dark eyes devouring her defiance.   “You think you can play games with me, little thief?” he growled, his fingers digging into her hips, possessive, punishing. “I’ll break you before you break me.” Arielle lifts her chin, lips brushing his ear in a whisper. “Try it. I dare you.” As secrets unravel and betrayals cut deeper, the line between enemy and obsession blurs. Every touch during late-night raids, every heated argument that ends with her back against a wall and his mouth crashing down on hers, pulls them closer to surrender.   But the real danger isn’t the Russians closing in.   It’s the heartless man who’s starting to want her more than revenge.   And the woman who’s beginning to crave the darkness he offers. In a world built on blood and power, love is the deadliest weapon of all.

I’m from the Celtic family. The women in our bloodline possess a rare fertility trait, which means we’ve been politically married off to the Dragon Royals for generations. On my twentieth birthday, the Dragon King laid out portraits of his two sons in front of me and told me to pick a husband. Whoever I chose would inherit the crown and the entire treasury. I didn't hesitate. I picked Cael—the eldest son, infamous for his brutal, primal madness. Everyone’s jaws dropped. After all, the whole kingdom thought I was hopelessly obsessed with the younger son, Aaron. But only I knew the truth. In my past life, I actually got my wish and married Aaron, handing him the throne on a silver platter. But right after the wedding, he went behind my back with our family maid, Rose. When the King found out, he flew into a rage and exiled Rose to the Dark Lands. Aaron blamed me for everything and hated my guts. He looked down on my human status, parading a non-stop line of Rose-lookalikes in front of my face just to rub it in. Worse, when I got pregnant, he systematically swapped my prenatal tonics for a slow-acting poison. It killed me and my unborn child. Having a second chance at life, I decided to let him and Rose have each other. But what I didn't expect was that Aaron had reincarnated too.

"DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE TO COME NEAR ME, BASTARD!” she screamed on top of her lungs as he kept walking towards like a hunter walking towards its prey meanwhile he took off all his clothing and stood straight in front of her in his naked glory revealing his perfectly carved muscular body. "I warned you to stay out of it but…. You… you are too fucking stubborn to listen me” he said staring deep in her eyes. "Yo.. you..are a fucking monster!” She said with pure rage filled in her eyes in the meantime she struggled to free her hands from handcuff which were attached to ceiling "After tonight you’ll see me as even worst then a monster, Victoria!” he replied by smashing his dark pink lips on her red one and started suck them like a manic meanwhile his hands started tearing out every single piece of clothing from her body until she was left with nothing. "Tonight, I will kill you bitch…” he said pulling away from their kiss as his hands started torturing her delicate body by digging his nails. Follow ‘Damaged and Dangerous’ to know more about story of love, betrayal, infidelity, hurt and revenge -CONTAIN MATURE CONTENT (18+), STRONG ABUSE AND WHOLE LOT OF TORTURE ACTS. SO KINDLY READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

In the vibrant futuristic city (2243), Where magic, vampires, shapeshifters, and humans coexist... Follow Raven, who grew up in an orphanage. She is now a powerful Shaman and owner of the exclusive club "Illusions," as she finds herself drawn to Kieran, the playboy billionaire son of the debonair Vampire King Niklaus De'Lacroix But as their passion ignites, questions arise about whether Kieran is truly her mate, or if their love is doomed by fate when Shade Marcus, a malevolent demon, Who has an unquenchable sexual obsession with Raven Tragedy strikes when Lyra, Kieran's sister and a cunning vampire, falls victim to Shade Marcus's cruel vengeance, poisoned by a Satanic hex that slowly drains her life force. Brent, her Grizzly Shapeshifter mate, is consumed by grief and rage as he struggles to find an antidote to save Lyra with time running out. While they are busy working on a plan to destroy him, he kidnaps and drags Raven into the underworld, trapped in Shade's lair, Niklaus De'Lacroix, the Vampire King, is her only hope for rescue. As Niklaus navigates the treacherous landscape of the Underworld, he must confront his secrets of the mate bond to her, his overwhelming desire to protect and be with her even if it means risking his own life, Will he be able to break Shade's curse and free Raven from his grasp, will fate complete the mate bond and join them in a Forbidden Embrace or will she be forever lost to the darkness?

Everyone has gathered around to play games together. The current game requires all players to transfer red wine to each other via our mouths. Before my fiance, Teodoro Lamperti, is able to transfer the wine to me, his female best friend, Cristina Ghedini, shoves me away before kissing him on the mouth right away. "What are you doing? Today is Serafina's big day, you know!" Teodoro might be complaining on the outside, yet he's patting Cristina gently on the back. The atmosphere in the villa becomes eerily silent. Everyone stares at me as I sit on the floor in a wretched manner. Cristina merely smiles nonchalantly. Then, she leans against Teodoro's shoulder. "Don't be so petty, Serafina. Teodor and I are as thick as thieves since we were kids. We're used to sharing everything together." Teodoro begins advising me as well. "It's just a game, Serafina. You've always been gracious, haven't you? Don't act like a sore loser." Everyone thinks that I'll explode into rage and flip the table of food over, like I had done in the past. But this time, I just draw to my feet and take off the engagement ring. Then, I slide it onto Cristina's finger. "This ring is yours now. Congratulations on your marriage. Remember to invite me to your wedding."