Scooby-doo The Backstage Rage Novels & Stories

A Rage Curse swept through the werewolf world. Only an Alpha strong enough to fight it could keep his throne. I was Alpha Liam’s personal alchemist. For nine years, I brewed "Serenity," the only potion that held back his curse. I dragged his pack, Silverclaw, from a back-alley crew to a pharma empire. I turned him from a rabid dog into a king. Liam promised me the Chief Alchemist title. He promised me millions in profit sharing the day the potion went public. But on his coronation day, he gave it all to Chloe, a she-wolf who’d just joined the pack. All because she was high-born. The perfect face for the pack's new image. And me? I was just a lowly Omega. I confronted him. He crushed me with his Alpha aura. "You're an Omega. Be grateful I even let you stay. Without me, rogues would've torn you to shreds by now!" I walked out before he could throw me out. We’ll see who gets torn to shreds first. But I know one thing. Without my potion, that power he's so proud of... will turn him back into the rabid animal he truly is.

I was the Peacock Princess. On the day I came of age, suitors from every corner of the clan gathered, all eager to win my hand. I chose Silvan, the noble Green Peacock, believing him to be the finest of them all. But after our marriage, I gave birth to a third-tier White Peacock. When Silvan saw the child, his face twisted with fury. He snatched the baby from my arms, killing it in one brutal motion. In his rage, he attacked me, ripping me apart from neck to feather, and tossed my remains to the wild beasts for their feast. Meanwhile, my elder sister, who married a second-tier Blue Peacock, gave birth to a rare and magnificent Purple Peacock. Her husband was crowned the new King of All Birds because of their child. But when I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day I had first chosen Silvan. This time, he publicly rejected me, turning to my sister instead, convinced that marrying her would bring him the coveted Purple Peacock. I knew then that he had also been reborn. He believed he could change his fate and father a Purple Peacock with her. But in this lifetime, he wouldn't even be able to produce the humblest Black Peacock.

Apparently, the mafia heir, Giovanni Alonzi, is on his deathbed. The Alonzi family wants to select a candidate out of all eligible bachelorettes in Monteverde in order to carry his heir and pray for his recovery. The moment the news gets out, my fiance, Riccardo Moretti, instantly proposes to me. He also urges me to register our marriage on the same day. We've been childhood sweethearts since we were kids, and we've already gotten engaged a long time ago. Our initial plan is to get married this year. But on the day I'm supposed to register my marriage with Riccardo, one of the maids drugs me. My half-sister, Elena Ricci, who shares the same father as me, puts on my gown and walks into City Hall with Riccardo on my behalf. When I wake up, I find out that Elena is already Riccardo's legitimate wife. Rage overwhelms my senses immediately. I rush to the bar to confront Riccardo, only to overhear his conversation with his friends outside the private room they are in. "You really are a genius, Riccardo! You're engaged to Marcella, yet you choose to marry Elena! If Marcella refuses to marry Giovanni, she can only remain your secret lover! "This way, you'll have both sisters as your lovers! Wow, you really are lucky!"

On the day the privileged heiress, Olivia Cruz, and I register our marriage, she leaves me and Mom stranded on a deserted road before running off to her childhood sweetheart, Brad McCoy. Rage triggers Mom's cardiac arrest, so I call Olivia in anxiety, begging her to come back and save Mom. But she just says a cold line before ending the call, "Not this again. Every time I have to step away, your mom suddenly has heart pain. Your family sure knows how to put on a show, huh?" With that, Mom misses her chance at rescue and dies. That night, a mutual friend posts online. "Growing up together is a whole different kind of bond!" The post shows Olivia perched on Brad's lap with his hand resting on her waist. It's the perfect picture of intimacy that leaves little to the imagination. I expressionlessly tap on the like button before typing my comment. "Is this what you meant by 'something important'?" The friend sneers. "Relax, it's just a game of Truth or Dare. I can't believe you're taking it so seriously." Olivia doesn't even bother to explain, but when I walk away without a word, she finally panics.

“That’s it, Little girl,” he groaned, holding me steady as I trembled. “Take all of me. Every fucking inch.” My brother-in-law had me spread on his office desk, fucking me like he hated me. Pouring all that rage from his fight with my sister into his brutal, relentless thrusts. And this is exactly how I need Dominic Ashcroft. Furious, ruthless, and completely out of control. *** Some sins are too delicious to resist. At twenty-one, Seraphina knows she’s going straight to hell. Her crime? Seducing Dominic Ashcroft—her sister’s husband. The magnetic, silver-haired billionaire who’s twice her age and completely off-limits. While Elena fights breast cancer, Seraphina and Dominic are fighting an attraction that’s burning them both alive. Every stolen glance. Every forbidden touch. Every moment they pretend they can resist each other. Dominic tells himself he’s a good man. A faithful husband. But late at night, it’s not his wife he’s thinking about—it’s the temptation sleeping next door. Seraphina doesn’t pretend to be good. She knows exactly what she wants: the one man she can never have.

She’s done surviving for everyone else. Now she’ll live for herself—even if it kills her. Kylee has always kept her head down. At school, she’s invisible. At home, she’s broken—caught between a stepfather’s rage and a mother who refuses to see the damage. The only way to cope is silence. Numbness. Disappearing. But then Price moves in next door. He’s all wrong for her: too charming, too curious, too determined to see what she’s worked so hard to bury. Still, Kylee can’t help but let him in. And with Price comes something else—something she can’t explain. Scratches on her skin she didn’t make. Whispers in the night she swears aren’t hers. Visions of a girl who looks just like her, begging to be remembered. As her grip on reality frays, Kylee must choose: stay hidden in the shadows of her pain, or face a truth darker than she ever imagined. Because someone is watching her. Someone who wants her to forget. But this time, Kylee won’t be anyone’s ghost. A haunting, emotional slow-burn romance with a twist of the paranormal. Because sometimes the bravest thing a girl can do is write her own heartbeat—and choose to live it out loud.

Belle Li was betrayed by her husband Bruce Wang. He stole her family's company, causing her grandfather to commit suicide, killed her parents, and made her uncle disappear. He did it all for vengeance against her grandfather's betrayal. He believed that her grandfather left with the secret formula thus making his company successful in business and finance, while he left his grandfather in a failing business and debt. Due to that he lived a life of misery, poverty, and abuse. Bruce's beautiful wife Belle was just a casualty in his war to get the secret formula. While they were married, she was humiliated, bullied, and tortured by his mistress. She was left with scars on her face, burn marks, whiplash, dried blood, and a starved woman. On her last dying breath, she made a wish to be reborn to correct her mistake. However, the goddess who granted her wish warned her that Bruce is her destiny, and she cannot escape him. If she accepts that fate, she will grant her her wish. Belle, full of rage, anger, resentment, and hatred didn't care. She will deal with him, as long as she can go back and save her family. As her wish is granted, nothing happened like she expected. She was once again under the man whom she hated.

Elariana is nothing more than a broken, white-haired servant in the very pack that condemned her parents. Her power is bound, her spirit crushed into the lowest Omega rank, while Kian—the son of the current Alpha—treats her with merciless cruelty. She’s wasting away before everyone’s eyes, kept alive only by the faint growl of her inner wolf. No one knows that the fragile, submissive girl is in truth the last descendant of the Ancient and Most Powerful Wolf Bloodline. Zander—known as Zane—is the Alpha of a rival pack. A furious, possessive man ruled by primal instincts. The world fears him as the strongest Alpha alive, whispered to have even killed his own brother. Yet through the dark haze of his rage, an unexpected encounter breaks through. When Zane senses the fated bond, his wild, protective instinct surges to the surface. With a single, brutal look, he claims the abused girl as his own, declaring that his Little One is now the Mate of the great Alpha. But trust cannot be bought. Zane battles the shadows of his past, while Elariana fears the dominance that the Alpha embodies. And when a vicious rumor spreads—that Elariana is a spy planted by his enemies—will Zane’s raging wolf see through the crimson haze before he shatters the heart of the last heir to the Ancient Bloodline?

Happy 18th Birthday to me. I found my fated mate... cheating on me with my stepsister. Heartbroken, humiliated, and rejected, I made a vow. I wouldn't just cry; I would get even. In a fit of drunken rage, I stormed into the forbidden wing of the Pack House. I wanted to sleep with the most dangerous man I could find—just to prove I wasn't the weak omega my ex said I was. I found him in the shadows. Dark. Lethal. Possessive. I thought it was just a one-night stand with a stranger. A way to numb the pain. I was wrong. The next morning, when he walked into the pack meeting, the entire room fell to its knees. My ex-boyfriend trembled in fear and called him "Father." The man I slept with isn't just a rogue. He is Killian Blackwood—the ruthless Lycan King, and the most feared Alpha in the world. And now, he’s looking at me with hungry eyes. "You ran away this morning, little one," he growled, stepping over my ex to corner me against the wall. "But you can't run from this." He thinks he can claim me. He thinks I'll be his obedient Luna. But I have a secret. I'm pregnant with the King's heir... and I'm about to disappear.

The day before my engagement to Dean was announced, his childhood sweetheart falsely claimed I had broken her fingers when she was playing the piano. Dean flew into a rage and made me join the medical relief team in Loasia. Now that I was abandoned with just the clothes on my back, I had no choice but to fend for myself. Not long after, I was informed that he was getting married. Everyone bet that I would fly back to steal him away. After all, I had been head over heels in love with him. However, I never appeared even at the end of the wedding. I didn't even call him. I had vanished into thin air. … Five years later... A man, heavily injured from a car crash, arrived at the emergency department. His significant other demanded that he be operated on by the hospital director. I calmly held up my scalpel in the operating theatre, my face hidden behind a surgical mask. "Administer the anesthesia." Before he could be sedated, the man suddenly grabbed my wrist. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he demanded weakly, "Eve, is that you?" I pulled his hand away from mine and shot the anesthetist a look. "The patient is aggravated. Increase the dosage."