Kickstarter Blood Rage Novels & Stories

"I'm not his real mate so there is no need to reject me. And yes, I'm an assassin from House of Spades. I won't deny that. If you want to kill me for trespassing in your territory, then I will accept that kind of punishment—" "Shut up, Elena!" Rage cut me off. "She is my mate! Don't you dare touch her!" He then announced to everyone. "May I remind you that you are an Alpha, Rage! You can't love a person like that! And have you forgotten what guild the assassin who killed your parents came from? They are assassins from House of Spades!" Richard Black yelled with so much rage. What? Rage's parents were killy by assassins from House of Spades?

About everything. Could he have sold me out? No. No—he wouldn’t. Would he? A door banged open nearby. Voices shouted. “Find her!” “She went this way!” I held my breath as heavy boots stomped past the alley. Tears filled my eyes. Not from fear. From anger. I had risked everything—for my mom, for Diego, for this stupid plan—and now they wanted to bury me for it. Something snapped in me. I wasn’t going down without a fight.

Deliberate. Mia. I step back and look at it, heart pounding, mouth dry. “Blood still counts,” I say quietly. And then I start planning how to burn everything down.

He roared angrily, his blood boiling in rage. "Kill me, Alpha... Don't spare me, please. I deserve to die!" The man went on his knees and pleaded. "Yes, I should fucking kill you! I should make you pay with your life for not being able to carry out a fucking simple task," He yelled, then ran his fingers through his hair and threw his head back. His heart pounded against his chest, his blood boiled in rage, and slowly, he clenched his fingers into a tight fist, slamming it on the desk for the umpteenth time, cursing under his breath.

“Alpha Victor of the Blood Moon Pack is preparing to attack the vampire lands. I thought you might be interested in helping… to settle some old scores.” He snorted. “And why should I care?” I tilted my head. “Didn’t the Vampire King slaughter some of your own? Brothers? Sisters? Their bodies left to rot near his borders? Strung up like trophies?” His eyes darkened, jaw tightening. Good. Pain was the doorway to rage ,and rage made people stupid. “Some of your pack still hang from those trees, Lucian. Torn to pieces. Eaten by vultures. And Kael did nothing to stop it. Maybe it’s time for revenge?”

Rage erupted inside me like a volcano. My jaws locked, and my fingers tightened around the short tumbler. How dare he?! In a swift violent motion, I hurled the short tumbler at him, watching it jam into his head before he could dodge it. I never miss. Satisfaction flowed in my veins like lava as blood gushed out of the spot that was hit, soiling his shirt. The marvelous sight pleased my eyes. My blood roared like wildfire as the urge to charge at him like a savage beast slammed hard into me.

I roared to the pack's link, and they all agreed before I ruthlessly killed anyone who was in my way. My anger from what my wife felt when she learned the truth of her hometown's fall, my rage for these persistent rogues that Sonny Malveda soon will pay for, and the pain from letting them hurt me with a silver knife were all brewing into one rage that I hadn't felt before. I roared in madness as I slaughtered them like a mad beast. I made sure they wouldn't survive my wrath. Their blood tasted bad, but this event filled my need to kill them all.

“It takes some time to adjust to your new senses, and-” I’ve never been this angry in my whole life. I didn’t know it was possible to be this enraged without combusting. "How fucking dare you?" I fly to my feet and turn on the vampire. “Who gave you the right to do this to me?”

I lift a hand and shake my head, saying no thank you. The red head sneers at me for refusing a drink, I just pretend to not notice even though my wolf is demanding respect. I feel my wolf thrashing against me wanting to get out and rip this bitch to pieces. Clay places a hand on the bottom of my back, attempting to calm my wolf that is still demanding respect.

Finn looked toward his Alpha for confirmation. Brodi fought the urge to growl. He didn't recognize their scents so they could only be from the Blackfoot Pack. "Killian! This must be where his pack holed up. I will kill him where he stands if he has anything to do with this." Finn sent two of his patrol around to flank the guards ahead so they could not escape to warn the rest of the Blackfoot Pack. Once they advised him they were in position, Brodi, Finn and two more of his team trotted up the path. The men jumped out of the trees and pointed weapons at them just as they had expected. Brodi's deep, rumbling growl made every hair on the men's bodies stand at attention. Brodi pushed his Alpha