Red Night Fury Novels & Stories

She whirled back around and considered pressing even harder on the throttle, taking her safety into her hands and challenging her bike to a game of Frogger, but she knew how much this motorcycle originally cost and how hard it was to get parts for now that the government had banned almost every vehicle LIGHTS had ever relied on, so she did the only smart thing she could and slowed down. Traffic did not cooperate, and by the time Jo darted across the makeshift intersection, woven through what used to be the median, the SUV was close enough that she could smell the exhaust. A flicker of something came over her IAC, but she couldn't catch it and imagined it was just her annoying older brother m

The voices intensified as a beam of light lit up Jeremy on a higher stage. The rhythm he played started soft and slow but little by little the drums intensified. When the symbols crashed, a platform rose onto the stage with Kyung Jiho on it. Hae Mina grinned when she saw the white slivers light up under the black lights. On the back of Kyung Jiho's shirt was his name and on the arm was the Nightide emblem. The drum's symbols crashed and the next instrument joined. One by one, Nightide appeared on the stage with their parts. Hae Mina knew this was not her song to come in on because she had never been given a part.

“There is no room for insubordinate wolves in my pack!” Dedrick whimpered under her weight, his pride crumbling to ash as her fury burned through the bond. She stamped her paw harder against his chest, the sound sharp and final. Her head whipped around to Toddry, who was already belly-down in the dirt, trembling. His tail was tucked so far beneath him it brushed his muzzle. Talia’s eyes glowed faintly in the dim light—livid streaks of violet catching on the dawn. “Both of you,” she hissed, her voice rough with authority, “return to the pack. Now.”

The sky above the North was dark blue as the fastest stealth ship in the Nightshade fleet prepped for takeoff. Its engines hummed with a powerful energy. On the tarmac, hundreds of North wolves stood in perfect formation, their golden eyes glowing in the dark. They weren't hiding anymore. They were ready to follow their Alpha and their Catalyst into the heart of the enemy's territory. Faith stood at the ship's boarding ramp, checking her gear. She wore a sleek, black combat suit with silver lines that pulsed whenever she touched the metal.

The interior was equipped with a suite of non-invasive sensors that allowed Anya to monitor the biological signatures of anyone within a twenty-foot radius. For Kaelen 'Wraith' Vance, a Rezvani Tank 'Vengeance'. This tactical SUV was the definition of brute force. Finished in a non-reflective 'phantom grey,' it featured thermal night vision, electromagnetic pulse protection, and a smoke screen system. Kaelen had added a custom weapon rack and a reinforced chassis for high-speed extraction missions.

With every bit of strength he had left in him, he kept saying the spell, even though his voice was getting weaker with each word he spoke. "Dekekrankem delenfoouud." "Please," he cried out, his sight becoming fuzzy. "Please, just let her be safe." Everything around him started to spin like a dizzying ride, and he felt his consciousness beginning to break apart. But he fought to stay focused, determined not to let go until he knew his baby daughter was out of danger. Finally, with one last push, he whispered the final part of the incantation. In a bright flash of light, the baby vanished, leaving Draven all alone in the temple. He fell to the floor, his body shaking as blood continued to flow

‘’I AM FURY,’’ ‘’I AM FURY,’’ ‘’I AM FURY.’’ The phrase rambled on much to the shock of Donovan. Of course, he was no stranger to the notorious phrase which had been the badge of the mystery killer that had been running amok through the city. In this moment, Donovan could only perceive danger close by. His sense of suspicion was aroused as he shot a look down the isle to examine the surrounding space, but everything seemed quite all right. Again he shifted his gaze towards the bunk where Natasha had been lying only to realise a vacant bunk. Alas, Natasha was no longer in her bed space. She had vanished out of sight. This time, Donovan was startled to death even as the receiver rambled on in

Blight, Ryker’s Gamma, steps forward with a grin on his face. He’s dressed in all black like me, with blackout tattoos covering his neck and arms. Short cropped blonde hair, grey eyes, tall but muscular; I’ve heard tales about this Gamma that rival my own. He has a penchant for killing humans in the most gruesome ways, and his favorite weapon is a JagdKommando knife; the deadliest of blades as it has three edges that spiral together like a corkscrew into a sharp tip. No doctor can sew up a wound left by this knife.

3 [X] Class: Variable Superiority Fighter Loadout - Grevatia Armory “Ballista” Corrosion Sniper [A] - Mechanica Dharma “Hailfire” Thermic Flak Cannon [S] - NeutroDrive Galactic “Thunderclap” Micromissile Launcher [A] — Freya and Lucifer sped down towards the planet at incredible speeds, and leveled off as they punched through the atmosphere. Both ships glowed brightly from the heat of re-entry, as superheated ionized gasses burned all around them.

will talk to her tomorrow. Friday is when the gala is going to be held. I finished my paperwork and went to the training grounds. I have two reasons to go to the training grounds to talk to my lead warrior John and train myself. I got to the training ground and went straight over to john and asked if everything was ready for friday he said yes alpha then i told him i was gonna go spar then go for a run to let him know that if he needs me to mind l**k me he said yes alpha. Before i went to spar with jack the guy i normally spar with i mind l**ked aiden to let him know what i was doing and he mind l**ked back you got it lucien. I would normally get mad about someone calling me lucien but my b