Rage Novel Novels & Stories

Rita Yo, you’re getting famous now, dad. Angel What do you mean? Rita See trending news. Your handsome devil seems to really like you. Why don’t you choose to be with him? Why do you have to make sacrifices by choosing to be with the monkey? You stupid girl! “Tsk, this girl,” Angela grumbled. Angela opened the trending news section today. "Oh, my god, this is real,” Angela muttered. “Thank God my face wasn’t exposed because Regan protected me!” Angela exclaimed, remembering the incident this afternoon.

Rafael stood at the edge of the bed with a dark gaze, his breathing heavy, while Aurora lay beneath him, her blonde hair a mess on the white sheets. Rafael's shirt was already ragged, open at the chest, displaying the curves of tense muscles. His hand traced Aurora's collarbone, then rose to her jaw, lifting her face to force her to look into his eyes. Aurora held her breath, her body trembling between fear and longing for something she couldn't explain. Rafael approached slowly, kissing her lips with a pressure that was not entirely gentle, as if mixing anger with long-buried desire. The intoxicating kiss burned her nerves.

His demeanour changed rough and evil as his eyes darkened into darker shade of red as his clasped around gun tightly before lowering it. “Now I got why you are fucking obsessed with this little vixen, she is worthy of it, the way she had clenched around me when I shoved deep into her tight cunt” Romano’s lips stretched into sly smirk as his jaws ticked into a raw fury, giving him a clear impression that how much effect was it having on him? while Raghavi squirmed, weeping with tightening her grip on the sheet. “I must say……” a roar cut his blubbering off, making him flinch involuntary as Vikrant yelled pinning his gaze on her “Did he rape you??”

On the other side of the horizon, The mysterious man, The night in Italy was colder than usual, a sharp contrast to the heat of my rage. The moment I learned Amira had defied my warnings and gone to see Ryan, I felt the familiar surge of anger coursing through my veins, the kind that made me feel alive, made me feel in control. I had warned her, threatened her, yet she still defied me. Her stubbornness would be her downfall, but not yet. No, I wasn’t ready to let her go that easily.

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

“She said she was drunk!” “And you believed her man! Seriously, you believe that crap. This ain’t the first time, neither is it the second nor the third, yet you take every rubbish that spews out of her mouth. A lady mistakenly gets into your brawl, she gets hurt even, yet you want to take out all your frustrations on her. You know what! You are a b**ch, bro.” Damien threw a punch at Jacob's face, jolting him backward and onto the table in his study.

Mature content ahead ( R- 18 ) read at your own risk , author san is not responsible for bleaching anyone's virgin eyes . Rogue stared at the woman laughing in front of him in stunned disbelief . When he heard Chelsea's confession , he thought that it was only natural for them to be together , after all their feelings for each other were mutual but this damn vixen , surprisingly refuted ! Saying that she wasn't his lover ?

(Ethan Blackwood – POV) I didn’t sleep that night. Not after the document. Not after the message. Not after seeing my forged signature printed beneath crimes I never committed. Fraud. Embezzlement. Offshore accounts. It looked real—too real. The kind of real that could destroy everything I had built.

He quickly grabs a sword from the floor, rushing towards Annabelle with the gait of a warrior, his sword raised up high, aiming to cut off Annabelle's neck. Annabelle turned staring vaguely at him, her eyes still bleeding black tears. Frenger fell conscious but paralysed and so did Oden before he tried to strike. The crowd began to scream each rushing out, in search of safety. Annabelle grabs Vanessa's neck staring deeply into her eyes " Annabelle!" Richard calls out lightly, his voice spelling despair. He gave her a pained stare his lips pressed tightly against each other. He wanted her to stop, he didn't want to oppose her. He would not, he could not.

Caesar’s POV After the work-related call ended, I quickly went back to our table. My feet have been itching to get back to the three girls I was with. I was worried that the moment I left, they'd start fighting violently. I definitely doubt Brae would stoop that low, but I'm not sure about Raine, especially Mara, whom I've only recently met and am unfamiliar with her attitude. But one thing is certain about Mara: she is not the sweet and kind girl she tried to portray.