Invincible Adrenaline Novels & Stories

As she takes off across the room setting everything up for the x-ray I turn my attention back to Jamie. “Are you doing okay?” “Yeah,” he nods his head. “Alpha, why do stitches hurt worse than busting my head open?” I can’t help but chuckle lightly. “Adrenaline. It reduces your perception of pain while increasing your strength and stamina but once it dies down you’re left kind of wimpy.”

Raven I dodge the blows of my opponent. He is larger and stronger than I am, but I’m more agile. He uses a pattern while he fights, three quick jabs to the lift of my torso, his aiming for my ribs, followed by an uppercut from the right. He finishes it off with a kick aimed at my right ribs. He tries to mix it up, by switching sides, but that’s just of his moves. He can also pass for the tree since he has been rooted to almost the same spot the entire fight. I dodge all his attempts to hit me, but I can’t dodge forever. Eventually, he will land a punch and judging by the hulk size biceps, it’s gonna hurt. My body and muscle ache and I don’t have much strength left. If I can get him off balan

Stella didn't see the leg to walk, but she pushed herself out, anyway. Justin cursed their uninvited invasion.

Enyo Burnside “Alpha Clayton Blackridge, welcome to my Pack” Hadeon says to my mate with a grin, holding out his hand to Clay. Clay looks at it then at me, before taking his hand. “Alpha Hadeon, I presume “ Clayton says, Hadeon smiles as he takes Clay’s hand then turns back to me. I notice the amulet that hangs around his neck, the strange coloured stone almost looks like it’s moving, swirling a green/blue as if it’s alive. I notice a smaller version hanging around both the necks of the two women.

My heartbeat thundered. The first lunge. His fist caught my ribs, sending me sprawling into the dirt. Pain flared. “Up!” Andre’s voice cracked like a whip. I scrambled to my feet, wheezing. The second soldier swept my legs, slamming me back down. My vision sparked. “Up!” Again and again, they tore me down. My body bruised and battered until I thought I’d shatter. And every time, Andre forced me back up. When I finally managed to land a strike staff against the soldier’s arm something hot and wild surged in my chest. A spark of triumph.

The adrenaline is a drug, numbing everything but the need to kill. I tackle the nearest mercenary, carrying him over the edge of the skylight. We crash through the glass, landing on the floor below. I don't stop. I snap his neck before the glass settles and launch myself back up the service ladder. By the time I reach the roof ledge again, the line is vibrating. I look down. Six stories below, in the dark alley, a black van is waiting. The side door is open. The mercenary with the baby is on the ground, unclipping. He jumps into the van.

Jake dropped down from the bar, one of the men spitting on the ground as they watched him. “You don’t belong here, Savage. Time you learned your place.” The others closed in on him. Jake squared up to the man, his adrenaline spiking. The fight was brutal — a sharp elbow, a fist to the jaw, punches to his ribs — but numbers mattered. He was outnumbered from the beginning. His back was slammed against the concrete, his ribs cracking under the weight of the man’s foot. One of them pulled out a shiv, glinting in the sunlight.

His muscles coiled with tension, every nerve primed for the imminent clash that was about to unfold. The attack was sudden and fierce, a whirlwind of teeth and claws that clashed in the dead of night. The air was filled with snarls and growls, a symphony of violence that painted the darkness in shades of crimson. Ethan fought with a primal ferocity, his instincts guiding every move, every strike. He was wounded, blood seeping from his side, but his determination burned brighter than the pain.

“Justin, I’m just your uncle, but I have treated you well for all these years. Given our years of affection, you should… make way for me!” Right then, a cool light slashed through the air as Vance made an attempt to stab Justin’s heart with a razor-sharp dagger! “I won’t allow anyone to stop me! I’m unstoppable!” Vance bellowed. Obviously, this man had gone insane. Justin seized the handle and backhanded the dagger, but scarlet blood had begun to flow along the blade. Even though he was aware of his uncle’s long-standing evil intentions, he didn’t anticipate them to be carried out.