Quotes Savage Novels & Stories

I sigh as a warrior asks this. "Just Beta Nix and any that follow him. Their alpha granted permission for Savage to get his pack in order for his return. He is in Europe dealing with sick family, so his beta took the leading of the pack to a disgusting level. Rape, starvation and abuse",my men stiffen and some growl. "We need to proceed with care. Many will be traumatized and scared, "Jack offers..

Clara replied getting comfortable on the ground. “Sava or as everyone one else likes to call it Savages. We are brutal and ruthless and were kind of slow in civilization and everything else. Animal abilities for everyone and monster strength. It depends on your animal sometimes. If you’re a fish, you won’t be able to win in a fist fight. We were the first to merge with our spirit animals like I said so thank you”.

was the only thing on the menu. “THE LAURENT LEGACY OF BLOOD: FROM CRASH TO MURDER.” “INSIDE THE MIND OF A KILLER: WHY ELARA KNIGHT EXECUTED THE MATRIARCH.” “SILAS KNIGHT’S HEARTBREAK: ‘I TRIED TO SAVE HER FROM THE DARKNESS.’” Every tabloid had a photo of me from the safe house, looking wild-eyed and terrified. They played clips of my live stream from the gate, but this time, the "Savage" commentary was edited to sound like the ramblings of a sociopath.

We sat in silence for a while, watching the fire. His hand traced patterns on my arm — soothing, absent-minded. Wolves groomed each other for comfort, I'd read somewhere. Maybe this was his version of that. "What do we do?" I finally asked. "About Trevor." "I kill him." "Fao." "It is simple. He is a threat. I eliminate the threat. Problem solved." "You can't just kill people." "Why not?" He seemed genuinely confused. "In the wild, when a predator threatens your pack, you kill it. This is no different."

He teased me. But that tease was more like a warning to whoever or whatever was bothering me. Savage was not only dangerous when he was pissed off. He was majestic. Majestically dangerous. Unable to resist but still dangerous. Like an evil force with a pull. He would go any length to protect me, I didn't know why but I didn't want to guess he was attracted to me just like I was to him. Even though we didn't like to label it in the family, Savage was one of the most dangerous ones. One of those reserved to tackle tough situations.

“Don’t mock me. The truth is, if I get a chance to escape this hell, I will, without a second thought. But I’d rather be here with enemies I know than with ones I don’t.” “You’re right about me chasing you. It won’t be fun. It’s just that next time it won’t be a chase. I’ll really kill you if you run away, Sia. If you say he didn’t leave a message, then I’ll just find out who he worked for. I heard you saved Ivanos…” My eyes flickered. My curiosity was piqued. Bullshit! Like hell I’d save his men. What a fucking joke. “Did he tell you that? I didn’t save him. I only did my part because I didn’t want to die in an accident before I got my revenge.”

Savana shouted as she came forward to attack me. "I won't allow you to do that!" I shrieked as I clashed my weapon against hers. The collision of steel created a resounding noise. Blade met blade, fang met fang, and claws clashed with claws. My wolf instincts and vampire essence surged with aggression, countered by Savana's fierce and menacing growl. Many times, she was able to evade my attacks, but soon, her blade eventually dropped to the ground. I approached her, aiming the deadly weapon at her neck.

I knew she had done something bad that she couldn't come back from and closed my eyes and started from the beginning. I told them that Savannah was what you call an abactor, and Toffe opened his eyes and said, "Are you serious?" I said, "Yes," Toffe said, "I thought those were extinct," and I said, "Technically, yes but Savannah is the last if she doesn't have a daughter. It's mostly past down the female line and I have two sons who won't be able to pass the gene," and I hand them a book about my lineage. Toffe said, "Wow, I had heard about those but never encountered one," and looked at Summer and said, "This changes things." Summer mind-linked him and I was confused about her injuries, I a

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

She asked which made me grit my teeth in anger. “You are the killer, Savannah? You are the one who killed my parents? It is you who killed them!?” I asked while my sight started to darken. I wanted to attack her now because of what she admitted to me. “Yes, Margarette. I am the killer and why? What will you do, huh? I did that to your parents because they deserved it. I could still remember what they did to me before. They hurt me and killing them makes me so happy. I already do my revenge and look what happened to them now?” Savannah said and the way she mentioned those words, it looks like she was being possessed by an evil spirit.