Side By Side Fury Novels & Stories

London: Fuyu stood a heavy-breathing mess, with blood gushing down his forehead. His muscles tightened as he stood, looking down with bared teeth at the dismembered bodies scattered around. He growled slowly, his extended claws dripping blood onto the ground. His eyes were a blood-thirsty red, glistening with a dark glow as he ran his tongue over his lips, his eyes dilating at the metallic taste of blood.

"I really don’t have them. It’s not my fault that you believed me." Felix’s fist slammed against the table, the sharp crack echoing through the room like a warning shot. Papers trembled at the impact, but I didn’t. Not even a blink. My gaze locked onto his steadily, while his angry grunts spilled over me, hot and ragged. I couldn’t help but savour it—his face contorted with fury, jaw clenched, eyes wild. It was priceless. "That was not what you said. You—" he started, voice raw.

Dawn had barely bled across the sky when Ronan’s forces slammed into the vampire lines like a hammer made of teeth and fury. The western border was a mess of muddy fields and shattered tree lines, the ground already slick with blood. He rode at the head in wolf form for the first charge, a massive black beast with silver scars cutting through his fur, roaring loud enough to shake the leaves from the dying oaks. Behind him, hundreds of werewolves howled in answer, some shifted, some still on horseback with axes and silver edged blades ready.

his foot swipes behind mine, knocking me to the ground. It fucking hurts, everything is starting to throb. My eyes connect with Ford, who looks like he wants to do something. But I know he won't. He's too scared to come out, he's too scared to go against his fucking friends. "Stay down, boy" Axton taunts, like i'm a fucking dog. My wolf is pushing forward, a growl rumbling through my chest. "Oh I'd love to play with him, too. But I have more important things to do" he snarls, before turning and storming off.

The horrifying scene ignited a primal fury within him. Shayan continued to pummel the goon mercilessly, driven by sheer fury, while the other two, who had been lying on the ground, struggled to fight back. The remaining two goons, alerted by the commotion, rushed in to assist their comrades. As one of them moved to stab Shayan, a firm grip stopped him.

So they stood facing each other, only ten meters separating the two combatants. Red hair, red eyes, and blue flames VS Brown hair, flaming yellow eyes, and crimson fire. All was still, and then- It began

"You indicated her wish to join the Oak pack and fight together against the advancing darkness. Yet, it appears she is planning our demise even before we have gathered to face the demon onslaught." Fury fueled Adam's attacks, his fists bashing into Xavier's face with a violent cadence. Xavier, on the other hand, refused to waver, his resolve unyielding even in the face of agony. He staggered a little pause, promising revenge. As the struggle progressed, it became more than a physical clash—it was a clash of ideals, a symbol of the upheaval that engulfed their world. Every punch and bruise reflected the intricacies of their relationships.

"Majority acquisition. Effective immediately. All three of us." The room went absolutely silent. I stared at the document trembling in Gerald Park's hands. Lucian, Gavin, and Zane had bought the Miami Fury overnight. Gerald was not their boss anymore. Gerald worked for them. And from the look on Lucian's face when he turned back to me, I understood something that stopped my breath completely. The team was never the move. I was.

Fury rasps, managing a weak smile like a damn hero in a bad play. I see red all over again. “You’re in love with my mate, aren’t you,” I growl darkly. Fury looks up at me, eyes wide despite the bruises on his throat. But before he can speak, Kali is already on her feet, fury blazing in her eyes—how ironic. “Now you’re just being delusional, Jack. You’re talking nonsense,” she snaps, stepping between us like a shield.

I was never safe, never with someone who would even sacrifice a penny for my life. I frowned as the warmth beside me disappeared, not enough to make me wake up fully. I was just noticing a change. Growls. My mind settled with it being Fury, but the sound grew. Teeth were snapping; one growled, and another one answered. My eyes flew open. It was still pretty dark; the fireplace only had a smoldering glow, but the flames had died. I had to blink several times, and as I slowly sat up, I quickly covered my mouth with both hands as I heaved for air. Fury stood with his back turned to me. The fur along his spine stood up.