Red Night Fury Novels & Stories

I held my back while laying down on the road while the driver tried to help me to get up. " I'm really sorry sir, let's go to the hospital" The driver exclaimed, I didn't see him. I just closed my eyes and tried to endure the pain but I couldn't. " Oh? Wait, are you hmm… wait let me guess. You are… Articunus! Yeah! You are Articunus right?" The driver joyously exclaimed while he's guiding me to hop in on his motorcycle, he thought he remembered my name but it's wrong.

another notification bloomed on the screen, this one a direct message. J: "I’m in the neighborhood. I saw your location ping. I’m driving a black sedan, plates ending in 442. I’m outside. Come down?" My heart did a jittery, nervous dance. It was impulsive—monumentally stupid, by any reasonable metric—but the sheer boldness of it was intoxicating. In a city where everything was a slow-burn of awkward small talk and ghosting, this felt like an action movie. It was a jolt of adrenaline that I desperately needed. I didn’t even bother to change. I just grabbed my jacket, checked my reflection in the hallway mirror—a pale, slightly disheveled figure—and locked the door.

His fists are clenched so tight his knuckles are turning white, and his entire body is tense like a live wire ready to snap. “What the actual fuck …” Orion spits through clenched teeth. “They chained you up and let the others—” He can’t even finish the sentence, his voice raw with fury. I’ve never seen him like this. None of us have. But I know the rage he’s feeling because I feel it too. And it’s about to blow. “Who?” Nero’s voice is low, dangerous, the kind of voice that sends chills down the spines of anyone stupid enough to stand in his way. “Who the fuck are we hunting?”

Columbus in the dead of night smelled like river water and old brick and something I had no name for except the specific pressure of a city that had chewed me up and was now watching me come back through the service entrance with three men who could buy it. Not afraid, I told myself. Not this time. Lucian went in first, weapon drawn, clearing the entry corridor in three seconds. Gavin took the rear. Zane fell into position on my left with a small tactical light that threw a thin white beam across the concrete floor. Nobody spoke.

Kellan asked, his voice low but filled with venom. “Kellan?” Ryan asked, glancing at him. Kellan rolled his eyes as he flopped onto the couch. Ryder stayed standing and silent. Ryan ran his hands through his hair. “Look, we can argue later. Right now, every second counts.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Iron fangs?!” Ryan said, his voice echoing across the Blacks’ compound. “Yes, boss!” The deep, disciplined voices of the men in black suits responded. “Tonight, we strike! And prove to them we are not to be messed with!” Ryan said, his eyes burning with determination.

“—and they already seen out spot. In just an instance, they all prepared themselves in combat. Saypher with his blade that have a hint of blue. Migo's arrows creating a luminescent red light. Kheina's Claymore with a vibrant brown… In this place that is as dark as my hair, why is it only me who look so lame?!?!?

I watch Johnathan gently rub my mate's sore feet while her and Kat switch between decorations and tablecloths. "since the pack is called Fury Pack how about colors that represent Fury",May says looking at more colors not realizing we are all staring at her. I look at Jonathan who was still rubbing her swollen ankles. "that is an awesome idea May",Kat picks up a book and yellows, reds and gold become the next talk at the table. Our pup kicks and May hisses in pain. Jonathan stops worried. "shit did I press to hard",he look alarmed.

“No. I will not yield to your power, I have waited years for this, you have controlled us for too long.” “Well if you won’t go to your brothers, I will just have to bring them to you.” Black glares at Aidan then glances in my direction before taking a step in my direction. Abruptly there is a loud bang and four monsters appear in front of Aidan. They stare at Black with confusion and anger. They all seem to coloured differently, one orange, one yellow, one red and one green. The green one takes a step towards Black and says with a hush voice

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below