Lil Fangs Novels & Stories

“I thought we agreed on no guests, Zli. Especially not the kind that carry federal badges.” “LIL isn’t just a badge,” I say, stepping between them. “She’s the only reason I’m still standing.” “Baby boy, move aside,” LIL says, her voice like gravel over velvet. She walks toward Ron, her eyes assessing him with the clinical coldness of a coroner. “So, this is the Hwan boy. The rebel prince. You look a lot more like your mother than the files suggest. Let’s hope you didn’t inherit her penchant for backstabbing.”

“That fucking… that fucking fucker. How could he-” “Liana!” I stop us, breathing so hard my blonde hair flies out of my face. She squeezes her eyes shut, her nostrils flared as she tries to catch her breath. “Are you okay?” I ask dumbly. I don’t know what else to do or say. Her eyes glimmer his rage. “Am I okay? The fucker slapped a woman! I’m going to kill him! I’ll.. I’ll fuck one of his Betas, get the bastard on my side, and we’ll take the Blood Fang pack down from the inside out.”

I said, a wide smile pulling at my lips. "I would give three quarters and more to see the sour expression on her face." Leana commented, stifling a chuckle with her fist. "You two sure are something." Gerald chuckled. "It is the least way to get back at her." I defended. "I can think of at least a dozen ways to get back at her." Leana quipped. "Yeah, yeah. I know all about the vengeful fire that burns in the pits of your stomach. But right now, we have more important things that require our attention." Gerald said.

"Welcome to Bloodfang." The others giggled, a few favoring, a few far fetched. Lila breathed out gradually, her fingers fixing around the strip of meat in her hand. She had won her to begin with step interior. Presently, she fair had to outlive the rest.

he growls, enraged. Lilith tightens her grip around my waist and laughs. “How rude of you not to greet your own mother.” Fallon sneers. “You were never much of a mother. Now, let her go, or I will end you.” His voice thickens into a gruff, deep bark that makes all of the hair stand in my body. But Lilith does not seem fazed by it at all. “I don’t think I will,” she replies as she digs the knife a little deeper. A startled gasp escapes my lips as the sharp glide of the blade shallowly cuts into my skin.

she growled, but I felt her pain pulse through the bond like a cracked drum. Lily stood near the younger warriors, a radiant shield of golden vines emanating from her palms. She was protecting them fiercely, but her hands shook. Sweat beaded down her temple. “Lily! Fall back!” I commanded. She turned, only slightly. “Not without you.” I had no time to argue. A deafening roar split the sky. The eastern forest flared with unnatural silver light. From the fog emerged wolves—ones I thought long dead. Their bodies were scarred, eyes glowing like candlelight in a tomb. The Scarlet Fang Pack.

Liam's head snapped up, his eyes now completely black, he bared his fangs at Lilian, whose eyes widened on seeing his expression. They all exchanged looks and swallowed, fear crept up their bellies. Lilian was annoyed for two reasons— one, that her brother was going feral on her, and two, that he was doing it for a girl who wasn't worth it. She snarled and automatically got to her feet. Her eyes flashed golden and she bared her teeth at him. "Stand down!" Garrett growled at Lilian, using his authority as Beta. He and James were the only ones who could stand up to Liam's wolf when things went out of hand.

Hold her, hold them all. Lila perched on a bench, wiry frame buzzing as she shared cider with pups, her chestnut ponytail swinging. Her hazel eyes sparkled, sling tucked in her belt, optimism a shield against the hall’s tension. She hummed softly, calming the kids, but her fingers fidgeted, fear of the eclipse buried deep. Spark, her wolf, yipped, small and vibrant, tail a blur. Sing, Lila! Keep their hearts light, keep yours bright.

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.