Osmumten's Fang Novels & Stories

Holding my wrist, I attempt to calm myself down, before I walk out and stand next to Fang. “Grrrrar!” I reach out with my right hand to stroke behind Fangs ears, holding my left arm to my chest to support my wrist. Standing there I look down at Lance. “Next time you choose to put your hands on me, I suggest you think again. Fang here takes great offence, to anyone who tries to harm me. You are lucky all you were doing was squeezing my wrist, anything else and he wouldn't be so calm.” “You call this calm?! Get this beast off me, now!”

A deep chuckle came from the darkness, and the man ahead stepped forward until the moonlight lit his face. I gasped. His skin was pale, like he hadn’t seen sunlight in years, but it was his mouth that made my stomach turn. He had Fangs… long, sharp and glinting white, and his eyes were blood red. I stumbled back a step, shaking my head. “Nope. No way.”

But she couldn’t explain it away, not when she looked at his mouth from which two teeth were protruding now. No, not teeth. Fangs! Pointy, sharp fangs like those of an animal. Like a Sabertooth tiger. She couldn’t think it, no, because to think it made it real. It couldn’t be real. It didn’t exist. He didn’t exist, not like that.

Come on brain, don't be such a bitch and calm down! "It's just my imagination!" Fang murmured, "Just my imagination…" Just when he was in the middle of chanting. A hand came from behind and grabbed his mouth. A bolt of electricity passed through his guts. Fang's hand immediately inched towards the Damascus blade at his torso, but the blade wasn't there anymore. 'Calm down, Fang Jin, take a deep breath… I am not your enemy.' 'It's not your imagination! I feel that too… ' Creed uttered as clearly as possible, 'I will give you your weapon! If you calm down!'

With his free hand, he violently pulls me in about the waist before quickly wrapping the collar around my neck and securing it. My throat feels heavy with the leather, as though his fingers are pressing it. My father is approvingly watching as I hear the other wolves laughing. The wild animal inside of me begs me to pull out my claws and die a warrior rather than a lamb. Jack's expression, though, escapes me, which causes me to halt. He doesn't simply appear angry, either. He exudes disgust.

He was short and reminded her of smigle from the hobit. "You know we need her alive, dumbo." The man in a red jacket slapped smigle's head and he winced. "Bring her." He ordered then retreated and what Maris assumed to be werehynas jumped out of the bushes with saliva dropping down their jaws, then they shifted back to their human form. "Stay away from me." She managed to get to her feet with a twig in her hand. "Do not come close, I repeat-"

It then dawned on everyone that Miren can only be used if you have poison inside your body, and if you don't, it will create its poison and kill the person. Christopher Fangs recreated these poisons and used them to massacre his brother’s family and as well as their father. But before he could kill the Young Lester Fangs who witnessed everything, someone was able to save him, and after that, Christopher Fangs had fallen, no remains were found, he was either hiding or dead. “Y-you! Stop! I'm not that bastard’s son!” Naster almost went mad after Nicholas flashed a mocking smile at him before continuing. “Did this man promise you power? Well, you all are fools, under my rule and my power, no on

Suddenly their heads turned to look behind me. "Brendon?" I heard Fang's familiar voice ask. He was standing behind me. I turned slowly to look for him. Look was out of the question as I raised my head to meet his eyes. Fang was almost the same size as the moon goddess! I couldn't believe my eyes. He was bright like red flames. The moon goddess' color was so similar to how Fang looked. His light wasn't like a sky awakening... But like a fireplace's dim light. Fang growled past me. "Go find something else to terrorize," he barked. I heard the wolves around me back off. Their paws disappearing from ear shot.

Jimmy looked at Fane hatefully, wanting to rip Fane apart, "You're a liar! Octavius has always had a lot of willpower. There's no way he would have done that. You must have gotten the information from someone else and you're just trying to smear him! I won't fall for it. Listen here, I'll definitely get revenge for Octavius! I'll make sure you pay the price. I'll have you go through the torture that's a thousand times worse than what Octavius went through!" Jimmy was practically shouting all of that. He absolutely hated Fane. He wanted to rip Fane apart. Fane scoffed, not caring at all. At that moment, there was nothing else to say. All they could do was fight! Everyone was incredibly focuse

“You can't kill me.” “Ye wena nja, you think this is your mother's house?” Sanele says, a menacing look on his face. “And why can't we kill you exactly?” Snakes eyes Fingers disgustingly. Fingers chuckle devilishly, coughing out blood. Muzi and Ntanga had given him some mean punches. He looked like an animal from a horror movie, his face was buttered up with blood, swollen and his lips were cut too.