Rage Addiction Fanfiction

My dad’s crush came back, and my mom decided to fake her death. “Jane, I’m the main character of a tragic story. If I don’t fake my death now, I’ll end up miserable. “Go tell your dad that Quiana killed me.” In my past life, I had done exactly as she said. My dad had flown into a rage and destroyed the Sullivan family. After that, my mom returned to the land of the living. I thought our family would finally be whole again. Instead, she clung to Dad and cried. “I gave Jane my contact information. How could she say I was dead?” To punish me, my dad locked me in a cold storage room. My mom shot me a cold look. “That’s what you get for calling that woman pretty.” In the cold storage room, at −58°F, I froze to death. When I opened my eyes again, my mom had already faked her death and ran off with her devoted admirer. I looked at my dad and asked with an innocent expression, “Dad, what does eloping mean?”

Mariée depuis sept ans, j’attendais enfin mon premier enfant. Mais mon mari doutait de ma fidélité et refusait de croire que le bébé était de lui. Furieuse, j’ai demandé un test de paternité. Avant même que les résultats ne tombent, il s’est présenté chez mes parents, brandissant une photo compromettante. Ma lingerie avait été retrouvée chez son ami. « Sale traînée ! Non seulement tu m’as trompé, mais tu voulais me faire élever l’enfant d’un autre ? Meurs ! » Fou de rage, il a frappé ma mère avec un fouet jusqu’à l’évanouissement, puis m’a rouée de coups jusqu’à me faire perdre mon bébé. Quand les résultats sont arrivés, il a découvert la vérité. À genoux, en larmes, il a supplié pour le retour de l’enfant qu’il venait de tuer.

“I hate you so much! "My daughter died because of you. I will never forgive you, Ransom!" Camilla's life has been miserable since she married an Arrogant Billionaire who got her pregnant. She falls in love with a stranger man and gets married suddenly to give her child a father. She never thought it was the beginning of her miserable life. Even once her husband didn't appreciate and love her, instead she was tortured by him. Until an unexpected tragedy changed her life in an instant, fueling her rage and contempt for her husband. After four years, she will return as a CEO of Norton's company. She has no other desire than to take revenge and punish her billionaire husband. She will use her wealth to torture her debt-ridden husband. Control him as a slave and curse him to the grave. "He deserves to suffer!" Unbeknownst to her, Ransom had suffered for a few years when their daughter died and she left him. How far will her anger and hatred take her? Will she be able to forgive her husband after all?, or will she still curse him forever?

“Julian was born to lead. An Alpha’s daughter, fierce and untamed, destined to inherit power and command. But fate is cruel. In one blood-soaked night, her entire pack is slaughtered, her name erased, her legacy burned to ash. Forced into the shadows, she binds her breasts, silences her rage, and becomes a phantom hiding behind a boy’s name to survive the hunt. Until she’s captured by him. Lucian. The infamous Alpha King. A brutal warlord feared across the realm, dominant, unyielding and devastatingly lethal. He mistakes her for an assassin. She knows better. He is her fated mate and the one man her body burns for, the one soul she must never touch. Desire coils between them like a live wire, tempting fate with every stolen glance, every forbidden thought. But Lucian is cursed, dark magic coils through his veins, and Julian harbors secrets that could destroy them both. As lust ignites into obsession and deception turns deadly, ancient prophecies stir, and enemies circle like wolves in heat. Julian wasn’t born to run. She was born to conquer. And the Alpha King will either kneel at her side… or be brought to his knees beneath her.”

Alpha Danes was full of rage and heartbreak when he found out that a maid, Alexey, is his mate, rather than Lucia, who he's in love with. He rejected her immediately and she decided to go rogue, but he stopped her. He offered to sell her to Lycan Alpha, Elijah, to get him on his side. Lycan Alpha Elijah, on the other part, shares a rough history with Alpha Danes. Alpha Danes was supposed to be his partner when he bailed and sold him to their enemy, so he could become the Alpha. However, Elijah survived his death but couldn't save his wife and his baby. That night, he swore to the Alpha Danes a lifetime of misery. When Alexey got to the mansion of Elijah, he found out that she's his mate and treated her with care and respect. Alexey was surprised at the treatment she was being given, but she was too hurt to feel Elijah's mate bond. So, Elijah decided to give time. Lucia, the current Luna of Crewson Pack, was an enemy of Alpha Danes but became his true love to kill him. His love for her strengthen when she brought his sister, Anna, back to him. But it was all part of the plan to kill him.

I was the Peacock Princess. On the day I came of age, suitors from every corner of the clan gathered, all eager to win my hand. I chose Silvan, the noble Green Peacock, believing him to be the finest of them all. But after our marriage, I gave birth to a third-tier White Peacock. When Silvan saw the child, his face twisted with fury. He snatched the baby from my arms, killing it in one brutal motion. In his rage, he attacked me, ripping me apart from neck to feather, and tossed my remains to the wild beasts for their feast. Meanwhile, my elder sister, who married a second-tier Blue Peacock, gave birth to a rare and magnificent Purple Peacock. Her husband was crowned the new King of All Birds because of their child. But when I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day I had first chosen Silvan. This time, he publicly rejected me, turning to my sister instead, convinced that marrying her would bring him the coveted Purple Peacock. I knew then that he had also been reborn. He believed he could change his fate and father a Purple Peacock with her. But in this lifetime, he wouldn't even be able to produce the humblest Black Peacock.

My daughter was being slandered at the werewolf aristocratic high school. The other party threatens my daughter, saying that her father, one of the most powerful Alphas in the territory, will soon have my daughter kicked out of school. But the father they called for backup turned out to be my mate, Derek. When I saw Emma, her hair was a mess, her clothes disheveled and torn, with tear stains still fresh on her face. My heart ached. Rage surged through me. Across from us stood a glamorous she-wolf, her chin lifted high with arrogance. "So what if my daughter slandered yours? Look at what you're wearing. You're nothing but poor Omega wolves." The girl who had spread rumors about my daughter was equally brazen. "My father is a major shareholder of this academy. If you dare defy me, I can have trash like you expelled in minutes!" But the father who arrived in a luxury SUV to back them up, dressed in an expensive tailored suit—wasn't that my mate Derek? When Derek saw Emma and me, he frowned, clearly surprised. I let out a cold laugh. "Derek, so you have another family and another daughter now?"

Betrayed by the man she loved. Broken by the pack she called home. Burned alive for carrying his child. Nira thought her story ended the night Alpha Bren chose another woman, ripped her unborn son from her body, and cast her into the flames. But the Moon Goddess had other plans. She awakens in the dark forest, her body scarred, but her heart revived in the rhythm of vengeance, stirring with hot rage. And rage demands blood. On the other side of the border waits Hozrik Nightbourne, Bran's banished uncle, the beast Alpha, the devil whispered about in fireside tales. Dangerous, ruthless, and untamed. A man who made absolutely no apology for his darkness. Now he stands as the only person capable of giving her what she wants. To reclaim her dignity, her vengeance, her throne as Luna, Nira must strike a bargain with the devil himself. But alliances forged in fire are not easily contained. Hozrik’s hunger is primal, his eyes burn with a desire that sees past her scars, past her pain, and straight into the fury that makes her stronger than she has ever been. And just when she has her fill? There is more at play when a greater evil graces the land.

A Rage Curse swept through the werewolf world. Only an Alpha strong enough to fight it could keep his throne. I was Alpha Liam’s personal alchemist. For nine years, I brewed "Serenity," the only potion that held back his curse. I dragged his pack, Silverclaw, from a back-alley crew to a pharma empire. I turned him from a rabid dog into a king. Liam promised me the Chief Alchemist title. He promised me millions in profit sharing the day the potion went public. But on his coronation day, he gave it all to Chloe, a she-wolf who’d just joined the pack. All because she was high-born. The perfect face for the pack's new image. And me? I was just a lowly Omega. I confronted him. He crushed me with his Alpha aura. "You're an Omega. Be grateful I even let you stay. Without me, rogues would've torn you to shreds by now!" I walked out before he could throw me out. We’ll see who gets torn to shreds first. But I know one thing. Without my potion, that power he's so proud of... will turn him back into the rabid animal he truly is.

On the day the privileged heiress, Olivia Cruz, and I register our marriage, she leaves me and Mom stranded on a deserted road before running off to her childhood sweetheart, Brad McCoy. Rage triggers Mom's cardiac arrest, so I call Olivia in anxiety, begging her to come back and save Mom. But she just says a cold line before ending the call, "Not this again. Every time I have to step away, your mom suddenly has heart pain. Your family sure knows how to put on a show, huh?" With that, Mom misses her chance at rescue and dies. That night, a mutual friend posts online. "Growing up together is a whole different kind of bond!" The post shows Olivia perched on Brad's lap with his hand resting on her waist. It's the perfect picture of intimacy that leaves little to the imagination. I expressionlessly tap on the like button before typing my comment. "Is this what you meant by 'something important'?" The friend sneers. "Relax, it's just a game of Truth or Dare. I can't believe you're taking it so seriously." Olivia doesn't even bother to explain, but when I walk away without a word, she finally panics.