Raging Bulls Book Novels & Stories

He never got to finished what he was saying when many black wolf entered the premises and when they saw him they started to bring out those teeth and started to yelp. They started to circling where Liam was standing while he was also glancing at them one by one. Looking behind him and then to his front. There is one leader of the pack, they were just waiting for his signal to attack Liam. When they got the signal just by staring at hos eyes they already know what would that be and even Liam knows that sign. When he saw that sign, Liam prepares himself to engaged while he was waiting for them to attack. Upon getting the sign from their leader, they turned their heads to Liam and prepare to at

Out of all the things he could have chosen to destroy, I wished this was not what I thought it was. My hands shook as I opened the book. I felt my world spin as I looked through the pages. All of the pages had been scribbled on and some pages were even ripped off. My hands were shaking as I put the book down. I felt my vision go red when I saw scraps of paper in my bag as I realised these were the notes I had handwritten with so much time and precision. All of my work was gone. All of my hard work was down in the drain all because some petty boys could not stand me. Anger bubbled hotter than tears. I felt tears blur my sight as I stared at all the wreckage in front of me. I clenched my fist

As I continued to listen to all these while pretending to arrange my books in my locker, a girl ran passed us and screamed. "What's the matter?" A random girl asked. "The teacher asked me to give this to Brandon! " She said and everyone went silent before they broke out in serious conversation. "Please save me. Can anyone go in my stead? " She asked and everyone shook their heads immediately and tried to continue their duties and then I felt a horrible shove. "Give it to him." Came the voice of one the strongest bullies that bullied me. Marcus was a Senior and an Alpha that didn't mind inflicting pain on me. I trembled even if I hadn't experienced the anger of the Triple Terror.

I rushed, grabbing the book, and the force that came with it sent me clashing as he disappeared like it never came. I stood up, with the book in my hands, time had come to dominate the packs of the clan. With this book in my hands, I am not answerable to anyone. Tomorrow I am dominating every part of the crimson colony pack, and the elders have no choice but to bow to me. Finally, it is time to show them what Robert is. I brought out a script writing a letter to the pack. Once they see this and refuse to bow down to me, I will kill them.

I kept cussing aloud. My eyes were burning with rage as my veins almost bulged out of my skin and forehead. Grinding hard on my jaw, I got on my bike, started the engines, the bike roaring to my life as it heated up then I zoomed off in the direction of the Gamma's home in the city.

I finished. Rook leaned forward and put his face in his hands for approximately four seconds. Then he straightened back up and looked at the wall and exhaled through his nose slowly. "Okay," he said. "Okay?" I said. "Okay." He stood up. Held out his hand again. "Let's go tell the others." I looked at his hand. At the tattoos running across his knuckles and down his fingers. At the steadiness of him that never seemed to waver no matter what I threw at it.

When we weren't training, she made us spend all our time in the library. “Is it wrong to read those books?” I asked. “No. It's never wrong to read, sister.” She cupped my cheeks softly. “But the power in reading is knowing which information you can weaponize and which one to ignore. The lies in books are just as much as the truth.” I nodded, already committing her words to memory. She sighed and drew closer to me. “Remember this, Eloise. No one out there is your friend. They're all enemies waiting to strike you the minute you let your guard down. Use every weapon at your disposal to destroy your enemies before they destroy you. Always make the first move.”

I say enthusiastically, much to Xavier's dismay. "We all make it!" he growls, "the cows aren't just yours!" With a hilarious expression, he punches Wes in the arm. "What makes it taste spectacular is that our cows are unlike any other," Yi smiles as he rises from his perch on a particularly large footstool. Walking toward me, he leads me to one of the huge windows, beckoning me to look outside. Scattered across the emerald green grass are pure black animals that are truly... "Monstrous," I conclude my thought aloud, looking out into the sea of absolutely giant bulls. Horns protrude from their heads like sharp spears, their fur shiny and untouched. Finally, their eyes are the same color as th

“For those eight seconds we’re fighting to see who owns the most determination. Who’s got the most try. Even a small man can best a beast.” The frame changed. A squinty-eyed Taz came into view. “What do I like best about ridin’ bulls?” He glanced off to the left. “On a day like today, when I’ve been beat to hell and I can’t hardly wrap my hand in my bull rope because it’s all swelled up?” Taz raised his right hand into camera view and Chase winced. His entire hand was red and purple, puffed up like a bad bee sting. “I can’t tell you nothin’ I like about it. But I sure can tell you a whole heap about what I hate.”