Kickstarter Blood Rage Novels & Stories

Rage was running his veins like a lava which was ready to burn the whole world. He stood up suddenly, pushing the chair with a great force and his friends looked at him. They could sense the change of demeanour in Killian. Killian's eyes turned bloodshot as he recalled how that whore slapped him in front of everyone. She fucking insulted him in front of everyone. No no dared to raise their eyes at him and this fucking bitch raised her hand at him. Rage took over and he punched the window in frustration, the glass broke and some of its pieces pierced inside his skin. Deep red blood flowed down his palm but he didn't feel any pain. His heart was burning in agony and he wanted to burn Amara in

He was trying to dictate my life, to invalidate my love, under the guise of some cosmic decree. My hand was flying across his face in an instant, a flash of righteous fury that left a stinging sensation on my palm. The sharp crack echoed in the silence of the room. He spit out blood mixed with saliva, his head snapped to the side, and a thin trickle of crimson appeared at the corner of his lip. I had let **rage** surge through me, a primal, untamed force, and I didn’t regret it. Not one bit. I would do it over and over again until he took back those hateful, dismissive words of his. Here he was, once again, attempting to block out the possibility of a **home**, of a future with Perseus, unde

This genetic trait is well-known amongst the Fell Fangs as it increases their dexterity, aggression, physical strength, stamina, speed and agility, reaction time, and pain tolerance beyond angelic levels. Although, the empire had considered this trait as a defect due to the mass genetic alterations made by the custodians when they originally found the Xar-gezh. On the contrary, «Blood Rage» has its own drawbacks, Its prolonged usage will increase the chances of losing one's sanity, and rapid aging of their body in exchange for power. Their service to the Dragon-Wolf and to Faith earned them their right of audience with her despite seeing the Blood Fangs made the sacrifice and she offered to

Seeing this man, both mine and Amirah's rage escalate to unimaginable heights. Without prior warning, I lurch forward and bite off the head of the closest person to me. Blood spurts out, further triggering my bloodthirsty desires. At this time, all I see is rage. A raw, crimson rage that is all consuming and all devastating. I plow into the group of different supernatural beings of all shapes and sizes. Leaving behind me just blood and gore.

Anger surged within me, fuelling my furious response to her sacrifice. I turned to Cole, my heart pounding in my chest, the rage pulsating through my veins like a wildfire. With each step I took towards him, the air crackled with tension, and the scent of adrenaline filled the room. My claws extended, gleaming in the light, as I let out a primal roar that echoed all around I ripped his head from his body. “NOOOOOOO!” The sound of Sage’s piercing scream pierced the air, drowning in the chaos that ensued as the warriors snatched her away. But I paid no mind to her cries. In that moment, all I cared about was uncovering their sinister plans. Determination fuelled my every move as I vowed to ext

I kicked the chairs rushing towards him while he moved his ass on the floor backwards eyeing me with a distain glare. “YOU FUCKING BASTARD! I'LL FUCKING RIP YOU APART!” My loud voice boomed and like a maniac I rushed towards him and grabbed him swiftly from his collar and I gritted before throwing him across the long glass table sending all the laptops, phones and the projector all smashed against the floor. I was still seething with so much anger and madness. All of my hardwork was at stake because of this idiot. Even my anticipated project with the Africa title on it was delayed because of the fire outbreak. All of my scheduled plans were halted and that meant loss of billions as the time

That stupid little wave he gave me at the gallery, like I was someone worth smiling at. I hated how much space he was taking up in my head. I rolled off the couch at four-thirty, showered cold, dressed in black—jeans, thermal, leather jacket—and texted Alex before the sun was even thinking about rising. Need background. French kid. NYU. Ethan Moreau. First name’s enough. His reply came in under ninety seconds. You’re kidding. Do I look like I’m kidding? Three dots. Then: You’re actually doing this.

He never missed. And neither did he this time. The gun was pointed at my head and he was ready to shoot when Camilla kicked him on the shin and screamed harder than she ever had before. My father lost the control on the gun for a second but he still managed to pull the trigger. Pain interrupted in my left leg and blood flooded out of the bullet wound. Camilla kept screaming as I moaned in pain. I pushed the pain away and crawled closer to my father.

Now, all he needs to do is back up this evidence with more photographs that show Sarah is indeed the manananggal. Acting swiftly, he groped for his phone in his side pocket and dialed the number of the Spirit-Hunters, a group of individuals from various walks of life who have devoted their lives in hunting down ghosts and mythical creatures. Through them he knows light will be shed on the mystery behind the death of his parents. This group is well-known all over the world for cracking the code on the most difficult cases. Hiring them can cost Mark a huge sum of money, but this does not bother him. He would exhaust all the resources that he has if only to catch the killer and get his vengeanc

I always thought of myself as a good person, a decent man that will make his mama proud, but tonight I was nothing but, anger flared from my heart like nothing, hatred, despair and rage, all engaged in me, I setted my mother body to the side, and shifted midjump, getting the freak outside my house. We might have been young, but we were strong and both enraged, pietro had given him some blows and I finished the rest, in every chance I could, I digged my Knines in his flesh, tasting the blood, then he started attacking us, we rolled in the fight and we got injured.