Pretty Savage Novels & Stories

134. HEA: The Savage Alpha claimed his Rebel Last Chapter Jade's POV Inching his face up, he bruised my collarbone with a red bite as his devilish eyes dared me to moan. Bloody Asshole Alpha. He was challenging me. I wouldn't mind doing it, but I was afraid he would really open the door. Zach could do it. He's done many things he said before and I was not stupid that I would try it just to see how it would really end up if I moaned.

He simply adjusted his stance, his eyes glowing with a light that looked like pure madness. He lunged at the last three men like a wolf in a pen. He was a savage, a butcher who had forgotten the meaning of mercy. He used the dead as shields, his movements so fast and brutal that the room began to smell like a slaughterhouse. By the time the last man fell, his throat was a jagged ruin; the basement was silent except for the sound of Silas’s heavy, wet breathing. He stood in the center of the room, drenched in blood that wasn't his, his navy hoodie shredded at the shoulder where the bullet had torn through. He looked like a demon crawled out of the mouth of hell.

His fur was much shaggier. "What the f*** is that?" "That is Jax's berserker form and everything we know just got f***ed"

Though she hadn’t met the Brazilian man in person, from the description Libia gave, he seemed like a narcissistic, misanthropic, and selfish guy. “He sounds like quite the character,” Suzanne said with a small smile. Libia took a deep breath. “I know, but I really like him,” she admitted for the first time out loud. “I know it’s stupid, I’m sure he doesn’t want anything serious with me.” Suzanne felt sorry seeing the sadness on her friend’s face. “You know what they say, you can have fun with the wrong guy while waiting for the right one,” Suzanne tried to cheer her up.

His rib cage sounded like it was cracking. Ski Savage looked like a helpless fish at the shore. He opened his mouth widely but he could not bring himself to make a sound. The look on his face made it apparent that he was in agony. Nuella looked down at him indifferently. "So you rule West City huh? I'm sorry to break this news to you but you are nothing to me." Ski Savage was terrified that his rib cage could break any moment. With all his might, he squeezed out an order. "What are you guys doing standing there? C'mon and move it. Kill her!"

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.

“I can’t just sit back and watch them ridicule my lovely creation. It hurts my pride.” Sage could see Simone seething inside and he knows that if they stay even a little longer here, war would break out. Simone can’t be near Sapphire for a minute. She would scratch and bite. The memory of that day was still as fresh in her mind as it was to him. She had thought he would die, and he had thought he was already dead, only to come back alive and realize he was now a different person. Sage gripped Sapphire hand when she was about to touch his face and he moved his eyes to stare into her own where he said in a low deep voice, “Your whole being disgusts me.” And after saying that, he let her hand g

Darius dropped to the floor as his bones compacted and reshaped, the pain matching that in his soul. I’m sorry. Auburn-colored fur exploded from every pore. His eyesight sharpened instantly, the foyer crackling into focus. I’m sorry. He screamed out as his jaw snapped and changed, stretching outward to a muzzle with sharp fangs he could not understand. I’m so sorry. XXX

His eyes turned hungry and I always love that feral look on his face. "Now be a good boy and let's have some crazy savage fuck. I wanna scream Ashton, I want something savage and crazy, I want your family to know that I'm fucking you and I would definitely throw you out!" I scoffed, grabbed his pants in one quick motion and yanked it down, ripping some of the fabric in the process.

“My face is ugly! It’s ugly! it’s ugly! It’s ugly! Everything is over! Leave me alone! I want to die! I want to die!” “Don’t say that sweetie” Her mother cried, trying to get her to calm down but Sakura was unwilling. She screamed louder and louder, dragging the sheets with her mother. “I’m ugly mum! I’m ugly! What is there to live for now? I just want to die! I want to die! Kill me now mother! Just kill me! Put me out of this misery!” She pushed her mum away and started tearing the sheets to pour out her anger. She threw down the pillows and pushed the table beside her, making all the objects crash to the floor.