Rumble Fish Rusty James Novels & Stories

"Ignacio Cross. You have a family to feed on the other side of the walls. I wonder what would happen if I threw you back there. Surely Red Rumble will love to pay you a visit." Despite my churning insides, something lit inside of me when I had a name. Finally something useful! "Kevin, search for the name Ignacio Cross and see what you can find in the Patrol Guard's database." "Yes, sir." While Kevin worked, I tried to connect the dots. Red Rumble was the biggest gang outside of the Inner City. Rumours were that they had ties with the Inner City and smuggled Pantiumite on a regular basis for the poor who couldn't afford any. Their leader was Rush Rhodes and according to Nash, that man was fam

He countered with a knee to Rocco's midsection that folded the huge man like a lawn chair. Then, incredibly, James whirled and lifted the entire dumpster off the ground with what looked like almost supernatural strength. With a primal roar of exertion, he upended the massive metal container right onto Rocco, burying him in a flood of garbage and debris. With the last of his men subdued, James turned back to where Spike was trying to drag his battered body away. He stalked over, eyes burning with merciless intensity. Spike let out a choked, gurgling laugh, blood frothing from his split lips. "Heh...always did have a...mean streak in you, Jimmy..."

Ditto buddy! “What? You can fly over the river as a wolf?” I shot. “Almost, I am one of the fastest wolves in Astoria,” Kent said. Not bragging but just like it was a fact. “Why don’t you transform and I hop on your back? I can hold on pretty tight.” I suggested. Kent turned to me slowly. He looked beyond angry. “How dare you!” “What?” I asked, confused. “How dare you ask an Alpha to be your mule? I have never, will never, let anyone ride my back.” He explained further.

The man was built like a tank. “James?” Lila called. “Still with me?” “I can’t…I can’t do it…” “Yes you can. You’re the bravest boy I know.” Robert’s fist clipped my jaw, snapping my head back. I stumbled but kept my feet, spitting blood. “I see light!” James suddenly called. “Through the gap!” “That’s it!” Lila encouraged. “Keep going! Romy will be waiting on the other side.” The remaining thug who’d chased Romy came running back down the stairs. “Boss! The girl’s circling around back!”

Aiden’s fists clenched as he gripped the edge of the couch, his knuckles turning white, barely containing his rage. Then, from outside, I heard a scream—a familiar voice. My heart froze as I recognized Ryan’s voice. My eyes darted toward the entrance, and through the large windows, I saw two of Aiden’s men holding Ryan by his arms, barely letting him stand upright as they struck him.

The sound rolled through the warehouse like distant thunder. Every wolf froze. Rowan slowly turned toward the entrance. His arrogant smile disappeared. Then his face drained of every remaining trace of color. My amber eyes blazed with uncontrollable fury. Bloodlust radiating from every inch of my enormous body. Rowan whispered shakily. “You—” Rowan barely managed a horrified scream before my massive body slammed directly into him with enough force to send both of us crashing across the warehouse floor.

“I am not fragile.” He studied my face carefully. I forced myself to maintain a calm expression despite the nausea that threatened to return. “You look pale,” he said. “I am fine.” He did not respond immediately. Instead, he glanced over the battlefield behind him. Several of his men loaded bodies into the back of a truck. The sight made my chest tighten. “How bad was it?” I asked quietly. Ruin exhaled slowly. “The Bratva came with more men than we expected,” he said. “They attacked two of our supply routes while hitting the club at the same time.”

So far, he’d been able to do every task from lifting beers, tires, bikes, holding cars, and even just standing, holding out beers. In the past five years since his life went to shit, he’d been working harder than ever to prove to his dad and the club that he was trustworthy and loyal. “Hey, man,” Ian said, entering the parking lot. “Hey,” he said. Riley and Ian had been with the club when they had to go out of town on a drug run. It had gone bad, and all three of them had protected the club. Riley took a bullet to the chest, Ian to the shoulder, and Alfie had taken one in the leg, but none of the clubmen had been hurt.

Jael let out a scream as she landed and crashed the bowl, painting the entire mass of her body with the blood of the man that she had just finished abusing. " Jael!!" Ruckus shouted ,his whole body shaking with anger and the fury that now coursed through the entire mass of his body. He broke on his heels ,releasing his claws and keeping them in position as he bashed Badmus, the claws penetrating the the walls of his abdomen. Badmus swallowed down the whole pain and refused to let out a single scream. He was not going to.show Ruckus that there was any weakness in him. " Damn you !!!" Ruckus pushed him.bwck and drove his right foot to his chest, pushing the fighter down to the ground again.

I’ll mаkе ѕurе nо one саn tоuсh me оr hurt me. The рrоmіѕе flаѕhеѕ thrоugh mу mind as I lose соnѕсіоuѕnеѕѕ. I’m not a hооkеr! I’m Cаrrіе Jаmеѕ and I’m раrt of an undеrсоvеr роlісе ѕtіng.