Long Bloody Roar Novels & Stories

Michael was getting ready for his date with this girlfriend, and everything was all good until Michael saw a spirit; he couldn't tell wheater is good or bad...... but that spirit was gone. People move about their everyday life, but their city was like hell, where the soul reaper come and take your soul away, but Naomi, Troy, Sora, and Mike, and we all went to the hunted mansion, were beginning to turn for them........ and this begins to change, Troy and Sora went to find some clues some goes as Mike and

"Oh I see. Then watch how I destroy you and everything you love" " You.. wouldn't " I stammered. "Really" he laughed, "remember who I am-JG". " JG...you're the famous JG" I stuttered hardly believing my ears. "Flesh and Blood.So Freddie, do what's right or else this is going to turn out way more than you expected" he said as he turned and walked away leaving me stunned and confused as ever.

A sound so deep, so violent, it vibrated through the ground beneath my feet, and my wolf wanted to submit to it. It was beyond a howl. The loud, deep roar didn’t sound like a wolf or a man. It sounded like a bloodthirsty beast. Even the darkness of the night reacted to it, and I watched as the moon-cast shadows instantly reacted, exploding from their spot and rushing toward the rogues. Lucien burst from the shadows, his wolf looking larger than I remembered as his massive jaw wrapped around the back of the closest rogue’s neck and quickly ripped a large chunk free.

As soon as he was done speaking, the Apocalyptic Legion appeared. Roar! Biggy launched his Earth-Shattering Fist; it was an attack that composed of the elements of nature. They included the Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning. It was currently a Grade SSS skill. Broom! Rexy wielded the Merciless Flame-Aqua Gun and defeated numerous enemies. Followed by the bullets from his gun was a cold ray that looked like a dragon. In just a split second, the tens of high-ranked Dark Race beings were dead. They were unable to survive.

A loud, piercing howl tore through the night as Lucian summoned the other rogues. Not even the relentless rain could drown out its tenacity. The strong, metallic scent of blood—wolf’s blood—hung heavy in the air, making the rogues stir with a wild, primal hunger.

He knew what she was doing and he wouldn’t fall for it. As he continued fighting seeing he was winning, Veyra injured sent another signal. A massive rogue wolf approached not long after with blood drooling all over his fur, The Rocue was as Big as an Alpha wolf but hoi sfur was black with spots of rot but strangely it looked health.

Scarlet leaned back and roared, and it was a roar that shook the entire block, a roar that reached up to the heavens themselves. It was the roar of an animal determined to kill.

ROAR! He roared loudly in extreme pain, his breath getting rougher and anger seething through his teeth as he bent down on the floor, holding his leg. His anger fueled up, his eyes color turned blaring gold. Sweating, he caught his breath for some seconds before he suddenly flew up so high.

He leaned back and, fangs extended, roared. It was a primal roar, one that shook the entire lake, the forest, causing such a vibration that ripples spread across the water and trees shook in their place. It was the sound of a thousand elephants, and it shook the ground itself. As the roar went on and on, it raised the hairs on every beast, on every creature, for a thousand miles. It was a roar of a creature that had nothing left to live for. It was a roar of primal fury, of vengeance.

Boris growled lowly. His voice rumbled like the storm overhead, bristling with an unhinged intensity that echoed his vehemence. His dark eyes focused on the Alpha's Crown behind me, showcasing a wild fervor I had never seen before. It was the wildness of a cornered beast, desperate and dangerous. His next attack surfaced faster than before, fueled by the raw force of his wrath. He lunged with a frenzied snarl, his entire form shrouded within the darkness of the stormy night. The silver moon served as his backdrop, casting an eerie glow on my adversary.