Rampage Beast Wars Novels & Stories

Rampage shook his head with a smile before kneeling in front of them. "KYAAAAAHHHH!!! HE'S PROPOSING! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!!!!" Everyone screamed in the lead of Rossweisse. Areszo's eyes went wide as he gawked at the man kneeling in front of his daughter. "Agape," Rampage started before holding her hands, "When I was in the camp, I realized that the trainings are nothing compare to your beatings---" Agape immediately smacked him on his shoulder. "How could you---!?"

The Rage reaches for her and I’m screaming but I can’t move, can’t protect her, can only push as my baby forces its way into a world that’s ending. Warriors throw themselves at the entity and are obliterated. Alistair shifts into his massive black wolf and charges. The freed children use what power they have left to create barriers that shatter instantly. Nothing works, nothing stops it. The Rage’s appendage is inches from Tempest when the baby crowns. The healer is shouting something about one more push and I push because what else can I do, and the baby slides into the world with a sound like reality sighing. A boy.

I don't have a choice now I need to get those Rouges fast before they kill my people. In just three minutes I was already in the south border. There I saw some of the border guards lying on the ground with a lot of blood. I focused on my surroundings to find the Rogues and bingo I saw them at the back of the tree there were four of them. They are also in their werewolf form. I hurriedly ran and jumped at them. I think I caught them off guard because they froze when they saw me. "How brave are you to hurt my people!? I said with a growl and I jumped to bite the neck of the nearest one to me. One bite is all it takes for him to die.

The spirit beast ran to the border before stopping, but all we could see were the three beastmen. "You vile beasts, where have you taken Vee?" Mother angrily scolded them, forgetting that she was merely the ruler of a small kingdom. Sure enough, the three beastmen burst into laughter upon hearing that. Felix casually tugged on a rope beside him. "Ha! Like mother, like daughter—so defiant." Sharp wails came from the cliff's edge. "Mother, no! Don't anger them or I'll die! They're all insane!" Mother was gripping my hand tightly, and when she discovered Victoria hanging from the cliff wall by a thin rope, her nails dug into my flesh.

Water dripped down his chest, each drop tracing the lines of carved muscle that looked like someone sculpted him from stone. Broad shoulders. Deep-cut abs. A V-line that should’ve been illegal. My mouth literally fell open. Xavier leaned lazily against the doorframe, arms crossed, towel tightening around his waist. A slow, sinful smirk curved his lips. “Looking for me, sweetheart?”

Her bandages tumbled from her arms, scattering across the dirt. Through the gates, she saw them. Rogues. They came like shadows with fangs, spilling from the treeline in a surge of madness. Lean, filthy, their fur streaked with mud and blood. Their eyes glowed red with hunger and fury. They charged with no order, no sense, only the raw chaos of beasts that had lost themselves to bloodlust. The Stormfang warriors met them with a roar. Claws slashed, steel flashed, bodies collided. The earth shook with the violence. Screams and snarls filled the air until it was thick with the stench of blood and sweat.

I kicked the door open and shouted, "Show yourself, Isaac!" My emotions were running high. When the door slammed open, I saw Isaac lounging on the bed while chortling at his phone. My anger reached a boiling point at that moment, and I slapped him hard across the face. "How dare you laugh when you caused such a huge mess?" Mom and Grandpa were hot on my heels. They heard Isaac crying the moment they stepped into the room. Isaac seemed to grow more confident upon realizing that his pillars of support had arrived. He looked at Mom and started complaining.

Their leader, a scarred man with cold eyes, locked his gaze on Zora immediately. "There she is," he snarled. "Zeta wants Luna dead." Trent's growl was pure menace. "Protect Zora. Kill the rest," he commanded through the mindlink. The battle erupted with vicious intensity. Trent shifted mid-leap, his massive black wolf form crashing into three rogues at once. His jaws clamped down on one attacker's throat while his claws raked across another's chest. The third rogue tried to stab him with a silver dagger, but Trent was faster—his powerful hind legs kicked out, sending the man flying into a tree with a sickening crack.

“Alpha… the news just came from Gamma… The bodies have increased and the rogues are starting to target children.” “What?” My voice was a low growl before I could stop it. Rage exploded through me, hot and vicious. I felt my beast surge forward, demanding release, demanding blood. I was already halfway shifted when Brian stepped in front of me, holding up a hand. “Alpha, wait! You can’t just rush in. That’s what they are counting on… It's your temper. If they get you to lose control in front of everyone, they will have exactly what they need to strip you of your Alpha title.”

With James’ help, the beast sorted out friend from foe and charged into the heart of the battle. The beast grabbed and twisted a starter werewolf’s neck, killing him before he could even cry out. The thrill of the kill flooded the beast, and he roared in satisfaction as he moved on to his next victim. While the others attempted to open the locked doors of the building, the beast was content to tearing apart any of Xavier’s men that dared to show their faces around them.