Lady Fang Novels & Stories

she responded promptly. "Oh," the lady with the green hair who had spoken to her sighed, somewhat disappointed. "So if you're not here for the orgy, then why are you here?" The pink-haired lady eyed her curiously. Another specific detail was the small black claws that tipped the end of their fingers, and small pointy ears, and when they laughed or smiled, she saw a tiny fang flash in their dentition. Also, two tiny antennae jutted out from their front hairline and were hidden in their long mass of hair.

I replied with a smile. Catherine was indeed beautiful. She had very long thick lashes and cute big eyes that fit perfectly on her round face. Fat cheeks and full attractive cheeks with well-accentuated curves and a beautiful heart as well. All the things I didn't have but wish I did. "Tonight is the night when you my girl takes back fully what truly belongs to you," Catherine said with a wink while proceeding to adjust her earring in the mirror. I smiled and picked up my purse from the table.

Her eyes were a strange color of icy gray, framed by thick lashes, with a long gray hair that flowed over her shoulders like liquid silk. She didn't move. Didn't glance at me. I wondered if she was even breathing. I blinked. Was she even real? She wore all black. Black tight fitted jeans, black ankle boots, and black leather jacket. The only visible skin was her white face. An antique reverse cross hung from her neck, which I found odd, and a Sapphire ring was fitted into her index finger. Everything about her was odd. She seemed like someone who didn't belong to this age. I swallowed.

“Ethan-” “That is Sir Auger for you, young lady.” he said darkly. He turned on his heel. I thought he was going to do something when he hang his head low. He was looking at something. I followed his gaze, and my whole body went solid as a rock when he I saw he was stepping on Harry’s arms. Tears were forming in the corners of my eyes, pushing to pour down when Auger took out a gun.

Scarlet winked. "Maybe if you cut your hair a bit shorter and straightened ….much less kinky...curly? I don't know...you won't have to worry about having so much metal in your hair." Alicia suggested. "Fangs off my hair Alicia. This baby is going nowhere." She hissed. "Okay-okay!" Alicia snorts,"Just saying." "Well it's the only thing she is passionate about besides dueling. "Oh that's right." Scarlet let out a devilish grin. In a split second a carefully aimed dagger was seen propelled towards Alicia, it's sharp end positioned to inevitably pierce it's target.

Clara paused for a moment before turning to Mason, her voice clear and cruel. "You like to play games, don't you, Mr. Sanders? You think it's fun to watch people struggle in cages, don't you?" Mason shuddered and shook his head frantically. "No, no! Rebecca made me do all of that! She forced me! I never wanted to!" "Hush." Clara raised a finger to her lips and cut him off. "Mr. White spent five years in the underground fighting ring. He broke seven ribs, lost four teeth, was injected with drugs, and was displayed like a zoo animal while people bet on him."

It made her realize that the little days they were together made them know each other a little too deep and it made her question herself; What were they? She would have simply said they were friends, maybe good ones at that, but it didn’t look so. There is a limit to what a friend can do but his was beyond that. He did things for her without holding back and not minding if it was inconvenient for him. The day he went with her to the wedding and the night when he had saved her, he was her knight in shining fangs_ Fangs because he is a vampire.

The council room was already loud when I entered. Six men stood around the stone table. Rogues, all of them. Scarred. Hardened. Loyal—but wary. “She’s a problem,” Kade said immediately. “She’s SilverFang,” another growled. “You don’t let that walk free.” I took my seat at the head of the table. “She’s not SilverFang,” he said. “She’s rogue.” “She was claimed by Leonard,” Bram snapped. “That makes her a deadly poison." My eyes hardened.

Nathaniel was moved by her words. "He knew it was a difficult decision for her to make. However, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty. " "Mango did not understand and asked in a low voice, ""Who is she actually?""" "She's one of the princesses of Angolla, Prissy Fang. Also, she's Laborn's daughter." Mango was stunned after hearing what Nathaniel had said. She would never have imagined that Priscilla Fang from the Baxter Alliance was actually one of the princesses of Angolla!"

Her nails dug into her palms once more, blood beading beneath her flawless skin. Her wolf stirred inside her, cold and vicious. She must fall. Lilith’s lips curved into a smile as sharp as glass. If whispers were not enough, she would sharpen them into blades. Stormfang would not accept a human Luna. Not while she lived.