Novel & Cerita Pretty Savage

"With a nasty garbage mouth like yours, I bet your birthing mother never taught your teeth any proper manners. Guess my own claws will have to give your skin a good lesson right now!" My fast decisiveness, my total ruthlessness, and the freezing coldness in my voice stun every single eye inside the room. No classmate wolf could have guessed that this delicate-looking female could unleash such terrifying alpha force from her small hands. Thorne was so shocked by my claws, his male brain barely had time to react or shift his skin. He lets out a loud pup wail, his mind racing in total disbelief—was this savage fighter really the soft Zafira? Wasn't her fur supposed to be a gentle little flower

Frustrating! Instead of his angry and serious face, I found him with his gentle stares, as if he didn't want to argue with this. It seems like he doesn't give a damn about my sentiments. "Hm, yeah, Savvy—" "Will you stop calling me Savvy? And please, let me go home!" I cut him with his sweet nothings. His soft voice irritates me, and even the way he calls me Savvy. If he is calling me like that to tame me, then he has got it all wrong. I will never be tamed by him.

"Listen up ,you Miss Nobody , i don't care where you should go to sleep ; even if you have to go in a pigsty to do so, i would never give a fuck. So from now on, you do your things , and i do mine! Got it? " " Can you tell me why you're so harsh with me ? " "YOU EXIST. " "I know that we don't know each other and..." "And i'm not interested in knowing you, so go now! " "I think that, it's useless...trying to talk to you...you'll always find a way to humiliate me as if i was a rag... I don't deserve this ... and i'm a victim, just like you! " "Should i pity you? No! I don't and i won't ! "

Raven Steele was her masterpiece—clean background, tragic story, exactly the kind of person who could infiltrate a motorcycle club seeking revenge. The bar's door swung open, spilling amber light and the stench of whiskey and cigarettes onto the wet pavement. A man filled the doorway, his massive frame blocking most of the light. Even in shadow, there was no mistaking who he was: Jax Savage, president of the Savage Saints MC, the most feared motorcycle club in three states. Six-foot-four of muscle and menace, with hazel eyes that missed nothing and hands that had spilled more blood than most soldiers. "You lost, princess?" His voice rumbled like distant thunder, each syllable carrying the we

*** Ryan couldn’t help but notice how different Jeremy had become since he came back from his incarceration. He’d shattered the glass in their suite in a fit of anger. Now he’d broken a chair. That was so not like the Jeremy he’d known before. That Jeremy only became violent when he was in his Ojah mode. This Jeremy didn’t have to be in that mode to be violent. His mate was obviously filled with so much anger…and violence.

My chest heaved with fury, my blood still singing with the image of Diego’s monstrous form tearing away into the forest. “Animal.” The word came like a blade at my back. I turned sharply. Sage was there, leaning against the stone wall, his face shadowed but his eyes gleaming with a sharp, infuriating calm. “That’s what you just saw, Ava,” he said, pushing off the wall and falling into step behind me. “That’s what you’re defending. An animal who can’t even control himself.” I stopped dead, spinning to face him. My hands curled into fists at my sides. “Don’t you dare call him that.”

Sierra said with a deadpan expression. I gasped. " Like funeral one?" I asked. Sierra nodded. “Yep. I sent her back a red-painted voodoo doll. One with pins in all the fun spots. With a note that said, I'd gladly drag you to hell with me.”She replied. My jaw dropped. "Girl, you are savage!"I commented. Sierra grinned proudly. “I know. Sometimes you gotta let the witches know you speak fluent crazy.”She dropped. I cleared my throat and looked at Sierra with a grin. “Alright, enough about that evil bitch in law. Now I wanna hear how your night went down. ”I said.

“Hey man, relax. I’m not judging. I just think it’s a little odd to hear gossip about you, considering how private you are. When I hear that Priest Santos is protecting a gorgeous woman from a serial killing rapist, I take notice.” I puff out a breath, relaxing my shoulders as I gaze into my friend’s curious stare. “It’s true. Savage’s girlfriend, Sophia, asked me to help her friend, Sage, who was having trouble with a stalker. I tried to protect her, but the bastard was using secret passageways to get into her apartment. If I hadn’t caught him, the asshole would have raped and killed her. We didn’t know that the guy was a psycho until later, though. Thankfully, I was able to protect her bef

And I'm the opposite of her, of all of them. There are two things - Good and Bad. I'll always go against the bad. " I got my answer. " I scoot past her. " No, No, love. He's dangerous. The boys in college weren't trained. They are bad people. " Sas says. I did not stop my pace. I should break his f***** face when he looks at me with his filthy eyes. That bastard is filled with filth. Sas tries to pull me back into her room, " Sim! Saavi! Please help me. This would create a huge mess. "

Sasha started to check my body searching for any possible scars. " I don't know what he wants. I don't think our meeting is intentional. He has been him, saying things about how I grew up into a beautiful and hot woman and stuff. I could not fight back. I could not punch him even when he invaded my personal space. His scent made me want to throw up. Everything that happened in the past came back in a glimpse. I was frightened." "I will kill him." Her statement made me wanted to laugh. Even I thought of doing that damn thing like for thousand times. I couldn't even bring my hands to push him.