Jungle Fury Casey Novels & Stories

Her eyes looked back at Bella to see if she was the culprit but Bella was still in the same position, lying with closed eyes. Casey took her steps back as she roamed her eyes. Suddenly, she cried out loud as the skin on her hand charred. She groaned in pain as she grabbed the spot. "What's happening with me?" Casey cried and was afraid to touch the place, but it got more scorched upwards. She didn't want to leave Bella unpaid, but she didn't know what sort of danger was coming. Furthermore, she didn't know how her predatory body worked. Therefore, it was better for her to run than to tangle in another problem.

"Am I the only one that remembers what he did? He kidnapped you and blew up the trailer, and then he stole all our stuff. I don't care what you say, he ain't no fuckin' saint." Maybe it was the way I puffed out my chest or my choice of words, but that's when Casey blew up. Her eyebrows slammed down as she started punching me in the chest. "He took care of me. It's not like that. I never said he was a saint. You're such a jerk!" I pretended to dodge her as she continued to throw punches. "You're gonna... have to punch a lot harder... if you want me... to believe that... Jordon doesn't wanna... get in your pants."

Her name is Casey. I have been living with Casey since I ran away from my old pack. She's a werevolve and helped me by giving me shelter and even helped finding me a job. She's the only person I have told of what I am and I've come to trust her. I don't trust easily anymore yet I feel I can open up to her. She's like a sister to me one I never had. She knows all about my control issues and anxiety attacks. She has been helping me with my wolf side how to shift and control my raging temper. I still struggle with my vampire side and magical powers but it has been getting much better the past year.

“Please-please-please, you are going to kill him.” Finally, he froze, his fists covered in blood, chest heaving like a beast. Casey wasn’t even moving anymore. He groaned faintly, one eye already swollen shut, blood leaking from his nose, his mouth, his temple. I scrambled to Casey, checking his pulse. “Shit, Casey,” I turned to Arlo with a glare. “Are you crazy?” “Crazy?” He shocked, running his hands through his hair, his face etched with disbelief. “I'm crazy? You are the one fucking with a nobody.”

It’s so dark yet I can clearly see the surroundings. I unbuckled my seatbelt and get the black carrier bag beside me. I don’t need to change my clothes and just push the small button of my personalized wristwatch. My normal clothes change into my favorite leather black fighting suit. I just put on a camping jacket and never forget to insert my favorite set of silver daggers and other personalized weapons. I put the backpack on and when I finished checking my needs I open the car door and move outside inhaling the scent of forest trees. “Hm. Guess I need to walk inside, huh.” I started walking and was excited to discover what’s inside of this village.

danger. The trio finally came upon the third location, noticing some of her family rushing inside and relaxed a little. When they were a few feet away from the door, three shots popped off making them scream and duck behind one of the columns. Casey wasn't quick enough and felt the burning pain from the bullet pierce her right shoulder. Grumbling out a few choice words she pulled out a dozen knives and started throwing them down the tunnel hoping to hit the piece of shit who shot her. She heard a few groans and someone dropping to the ground. Taking the few seconds she was able to buy herself and her friends, she turned, grabbed her friends and hurled the three of them through the door bef

“Yes, I will be right over.” The storm is now more vigorous, and the air is freezing as Casey and Tiffany get under the blanket and hold each other for warmth. Joshua, who draws three lines of cocaine, is experiencing an adrenalin rush. Making him hot and anxious, he then lays on the bed as Casey turns on her back, “are you not cold? You aren't under the blankets.”

I could feel it flowing into me as a cool soothing feeling battled with the anger and burning rage. It was as if two halves of me were battling to take hold of me, it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. When we spotted the warriors fighting with what I recognised as Trent’s wolf and two others I connected to my warriors. They stood down straight away, even as I can hear Dylan shouting through the link to all available warriors to look for me, they stood down at my word.

I have responsibilities and commitments I can never turn away from, not even for a mate. At least, this way, I’ll haze zero attachments to anyone in here. Especially not some weak, human girl who would only get in my way. Casey: I usually go by name Casey Montrell. But now, I went back to using my original name, Cassandra Adeliya Montrell. Three years ago, I remember going to a place deep into the woods with one of my best friends, Pixie. I can’t remember where, or why. It’s all blank to me.

A scream broke my trance it was my mother I knew what it was. Without wasting another minute all three of us shifted into an animal, My sister Casey shifted into a tiger, my brother Jeremy shifted into a bull and course I shifted into a panther. We were not as big as we should be because we were still little, Immediately we charge at those rouges giving it all we had, and not giving up. In minutes I witness those rouges killing Casey, and Jeremy without remorse, I feel anger running through me I charge at them before I could land on one.