Rage Novel Novels & Stories

She warned and left with a racing heart. "Aaaaaaahhhh! Fūck!!" He cursed and gritted his teeth, "is it so much crime to like someone? Who told me I could get a wild cat to be my girl?" He lamented in grievance. "What happened to you?" A junior student came to help him up. "None of ya fûcking business!" He pushed him aside and walked away angrily. "I was only trying to help, so rude!" The boy mumbled and shook his head. He went to ease himself because that was what he was going to do before he met his senior in pain and decided to help the ungrateful guy.

Only rage. They called it a “business cleanup.” I call it murder. Zolandria’s presence under my roof isn’t a coincidence—it’s poetic justice. The first daughter of the man who destroyed everything I loved now sits helplessly in my home. And when the time comes, she’ll give me what I want—even if it breaks her.

They thought by making a fuss, they could turn this benefit into cash. What they never considered was that this benefit was never theirs to claim—it was a gift I had paid for from my own pocket. "Impossible!" Keira screamed. "You're lying! You're a greedy capitalist who's trying to take all the money for yourself!" "Believe whatever you want," I said expressionlessly. "And one more thing—because of the recent public backlash, the company's reputation has taken a serious hit. As a result, our largest partner has just frozen all cooperation with us."

Isabella moved first. The struggle was quick, brutal in its efficiency rather than gore. Aura lunged, the vial flashing. Isabella knocked the hand aside, the vial skittering and shattering against the hearth. The sound seemed to make time tilt. Aura advanced with a cry, fingers reaching for Isabella’s throat. Isabella fought like a mother possessed. She struck, shoved, used the bookend to batter open space between them. In the scuffle, Aura slipped on the spilled preserves and went down hard. The bookend clanged. For an instant, neither moved.

“You exposed my crimes, you destroyed my reputation, and you took away everything I had. Now, it’s my turn to return the favor.” “What do you want, James?” Jenifer asked, her voice trembling. “I want the Romano Conglomerate,” James said, his eyes gleaming with avarice. “I want to reclaim what you and Alexander stole from me.” “That’s impossible,” Jenifer said. “I’m not going to let you destroy the company.”

Read for your self" she urged her hands crossed on eachother. Faye lifted her eyes from the computer and it landed on the newspaper headline. CEO OF SAGE COMPANY DAYLAN SAGE DATING BEAUTIFUL MODEL AVA!! The headline screamed at her.. Faye was shocked to the bone, her hands became rigid, mouth slightly open as her eyes welled.

You and your little nosy parkers coming unto my land and reeking havoc" "For the mere fact that you little annoyances are here means that Caleb and Jeremy are dead" he rolls his eyes. "Both useless to allow children to kill them but that says more about you. The girl will not be returning. You've lost. Accept it. " When I growl at him, Ragna's face morphs into displeasure. He knows I have no intention of backing down, so I will tear him limb from limb today before going to find my mate. I bolt into his direction, leaping into his chest and we tumble into a nearby tree. His eyes change to that shade of red we've all heard about, the reason why everyone sees this Alpha as the devil. His canine

In a dangerous, threatening tone, Raven took a step closer to Elena and she flinched back like a frightened bird. Raven stopped. Whatever Knight's plan was, he couldn't ruin it when Knight had suffered so much for it. He had to play along. "Fine. I'll show you what a scumbag brother you are defending." Raven forced himself to remove his furious glare from Elena to Nate. He could hear Elena letting out a long, relieved exhale when he did that. "Nate Hogan," Raven clenched his fist to keep his voice steady instead of shouting, "who raped Allura on my 18th birthday party?"

Ever since I had first shifted at the age of twelve -which was quite early for a werewolf- Rage had only ever come out when I was furious. I had first met Rage when I first shifted after the massacre of my pack. We never really spoke much but we were very much in tune and I never brought him out unless necessary. For lack of a better way to describe him, Rage was terrifying. With his midnight black fur and crimson red eyes, he had earned his name and his reputation as the most dangerous and deadly wolf in the East. And up until that day, he had never tried to come out without me bringing him. “What is wrong?” I asked him, glad that he was much calmer. “You almost hurt Nana”, I all but scolde

He had to cut it all out so his feelings would improve. Lucas narrowed his distance from Agra. He inhaled the scent of cigarettes from Arga's body, but that didn't matter. He just wanted to beat up the man in front o him, and assuage his anger. Without thinking, Lucas immediately punched Arga. The joints of his fingers hit Arga's cheekbones. Arga could not avo; het, he felt a pain so painful that he lost his balance. He fell to his knees, and the ache in his cheek didn't go away. Lucas grabbed his collar, then he threw a second punch in the same place.