Something Fierce Book Novels & Stories

Xavier seemed unsure about leaving, but I gestured for them to go ahead. It's surprising that I am feeling so calm about the whole situation. The Emily I know would have caused a scene, so why am I not bothered? I am hurt, but I can't seem to find the tears. Why is that? Just as Sonia was about to step out of the elevator, I forcefully pushed her from behind, causing her to fall roughly onto the floor. She was in pain and groaning on the floor, but I couldn't care less! "I hope she dies!"

But he didn't like being hit and let muscle memory take over and within two seconds he was holding the hysterical woman with her hands twisted behind her back with his left hand and his right hand holding her head facing away from him so that she couldn't bite his hand off, she looked like a biter from the way she was baring her teeth; he swore he felt the muscles in his forearm spasm for a second after he saw the sharp white teeth. They say all good things come in threes, in Yoshiki's case, it was all bad things come in threes, while the immobilized her hand he forgot all about her legs, and that is why he ended in the miserable position on the floor, the little bitch kicked her leg back an

I feel her breaking through barriers that should be impenetrable without a bond, her panic giving her strength beyond normal omega abilities. 'Conri, help me, please!' Her cry echoes through my mind, our shared terror amplifying the message as the gamma wolf slams me against another bookshelf, his bloodied face contorted with rage and sick anticipation. I keep fighting, keep clawing and kicking, buying seconds with each blow. But he's stronger, giving him advantages I can't overcome with will alone. My torn dress hangs from my shoulders, blood, his and mine, staining what remains of the fabric.

My instincts screamed at me to turn back, but I ignored them. I reached out. The second my fingers brushed the book’s surface, a violent shudder tore through me. The world around me vanished. Fire. The vision struck hard and fast, like a blade to my mind. I saw flames swallowing the land, smoke choking the sky, the ground trembling beneath the weight of something monstrous. Shadows moved through the fire, writhing, shifting, forming grotesque shapes—creatures unlike anything I had ever seen. Wolves fought against them, their howls lost in the chaos. A battlefield soaked in blood.

With a furious snarl, I lunged. We collided like thunder. My jaws locked around his neck, my teeth sinking deep into flesh. The rogue was so powerful and dangerous. It thrashed violently, its claws tearing at my fur, but I tried and held him tighter, fueled by every ounce of pain, hunger, and humiliation I had endured.

“Good to know that.” He stopped. “Because I’m not going to give you that chance.” In the blink of an eye, I lunged. Fierce. Merciless. Brutal. My muscles exploded into action, the heat of Fenrir burning beneath my skin. Claws tore through flesh and bone, one by one. The wolves who tried to stop me fell to pieces. A howl of pure terror escaped from one before I crushed his skull against the rock. Witches appeared behind energy shields. Weak. Delusional. Stupid.

Another lunged, and I twisted just in time to disarm him with a shove of air pressure from my core. Something about the book... it was guiding me again. But barely. “She’s drawing it out!” one yelled. “Knock her out… don’t kill her!” another barked. They wanted me alive. That scared me more than anything. I punched my palm against the ground and let the energy surge, roots shot up from the soil, wild and furious, wrapping around two of them like snakes. They thrashed, cursed, screamed. I was shaking. I could feel blood on my teeth from biting my cheek too hard.

I won't have to face all this hardship of life. Everyone thinks I'm smart, strong, fierce and emotionless and have no weakness because I always won every gambling, ring fight, best drug seller and also defeated our enemies once. Not knowing behind my smile, is a girl weak at heart, a girl struggling to just avenge her father's murder, a girl trying to conceal a lot in her heart just to be trusted and a girl who wishes to be free from this dorm.

He was a merciless beast . With no heart No emotions and No mercy Girls wished to be his mate but he ignored and hated them with passion. Girls cried for his attention but he only used them like tissues to be dumped as waste. He was the only person I was scared of. He was more deadly and powerful than his father. My revenge plan was going smooth. Till this news made it go wll haywire. Damn man! This is bad. Xavier king was the only obstacle to my path. Eric was staring at my scared face with a smirk on his lips.

Fierce. I saw him through the blaze — his golden eyes wide, his body bleeding, burned, broken, yet still reaching for me. His claws dug into the ground as he crawled closer, refusing to let me go. “Fight it!” he shouted, his voice shaking. “Do not let them take you! Stay with me!” My chest cracked. My heart screamed. “I’m trying,” I whispered, tears sliding down my face even as fire poured from my hands. “I don’t want this!”