Rage Novel Novels & Stories

Nothing about her behaves like someone who’s been taken and the more Ronan tries to understand the mystery behind his ghost hacker the more it becomes clear that this wasn’t a simple breach situation. It’s been a game all along, one she started long before he even knew her name and now that he finally has her within reach… He’s about to find out exactly what kind of war he’s stepped into! RONAN KAVANAGH’S P.O.V. Rage is an emotion I learned to control a long time ago. Men like me don’t just survive by surrendering to the rage burning inside of us, instead we weaponize it, shape it and turn it down until it becomes something useful that can ruin our enemies instead of being reckless.

I was still clinging to his neck, making me feel tender. I moved while his length was still inside it. In one movement, it still hurts the next, and the next it doesn't hurt anymore. I move on top of him until he grabs both of my waists, which he supports as I go in and out along it. I screamed again because of the taste. "Shit! Ahhhh—AHH! Umphh—mmmppp—Shit!” “Babyyy—Faster please.... Yeah! Oh— Shit! I'm cumming—” My mouth opened and Rago's came out at the same time. He filled my courtyard with his juice. Satisfied.

My brothers will never understand the emotions that come with losing your other half, and I pray they never do. "What did you think of her," Ronan asks while smirking at Gage. "Pretty. A little on the muscular side....but she isn't ugly or scarred," Gage answers, and Ronan's smirk morphs into a smile. "I like her, but she has to be at least six years older than me, and did you catch the mark she flashed to Crow? Not sure if she is my style. Maybe we will all be competing for you, Gage," Ronan says as he undresses and grabs a pair of sleep shorts.

After getting a perfect picture of brunette from target point he clicked Bang Bang Bang Aiden's lifeless body laid on warm sand. The raven hair turned to his car and drove off leaving the body behind. Meanwhile: "You look so innocent but you need to pay for his deeds. Sorry" A boy from the driving seat said while looking at the unconscious boy at the back seat from the rare-view mirror. "I suggest you should focus on the road and shut your mouth". The raven-hair man said in stern voice glaring at the boy at the front. That was a clear warning for him to shut his mouth but he was not at all in a mood to drive at silent mode.

He staggers from the force, his grip on her loosening, and she coughs as she falls to the ground while he turns to me with red eyes burning with rage. "You–" he seethes as he starts to approach me and I bump my head into his, hissing at the pain that courses through my body, but it’s worth it because Sam loses his feet as he holds his head. "Oh, you’re going to fucking regret that. I’ll fucking kill–"

His grey eyes—cold, sharp—meet mine with a force that steals the air from my lungs. If he were a fictional man, I’d be drooling. If I were actually in love with him, this would be a scene straight out of my favorite fantasy book. But he’s not. He’s Roland Graham. And he’s everything that ruins fantasies. “What am I even thinking,” I mutter. “Get yourself together, Diana.”

"Let the rage burn you up, Dara. Use it." "I am using it," I panted, my hands sliding down to his belt buckle, unfastening it with frantic, hurried fingers. "I want to ruin him so badly he can never show his face in this town again." "You will," Rafael promised, his breath hot against my lips as he hitched my green dress up around my waist. "We’re going to tear his life down piece by piece. But right now... give me what's mine." He entered me with a single, hard stroke that made me toss my head back against the wooden wall, a muffled cry escaping my lips.

"Vengeance, retaliation, retribution, revenge are deceitful brothers - vile, beguiling demons promising justifiable compensation to a pained soul for his losses. Yet in truth, they craftily fester away all else of worth remaining." - Richelle E. Goodrich, The Tarishe Curse * * * * Yuri’s eye twitched dangerously as she strode down the hallways of the dormitories of Hati, with a chatterbox, namely Tohya Tanigawa, talking her ear off beside her.

She should dispose the load and focus on Ralph. Ralph is like a monstrous beast whose senses were clouded with ire. He didn’t care about her struggles, screams and pleas and just fucked her mercilessly. His mind is filled with enormous rage which is going to explode at any second and only her screams are like a suppressant for the erupting volcano.

Raven picks up a sheathed sword that looks like it’s from the Viking age and places it in Ryder’s hands when he stands. “New Moon, I give you your Alpha,” Raven announces, motioning for Ryder to turn, when everyone begins to clap and cheer in response, there are even a few howls. “Alpha Ryder!” They cheer, making my mate blush at the attention, and nod his head as I feel the pride swelling in his chest through the bond. “Alpha Ryder,” I wrap my arms around him and firmly press my lips to his, parting mine, allowing him to deepen the kiss. “I’m so proud of you Kulta,” I giggle, looking up at my beautiful Alpha with nothing but love and pride.