Sound Fury Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

”She smiles and says no alpha. I have to get back to work. I nod and tell her to meet me after work so we can begin training and I see a fire spark in her eyes and she says yes alpha. When she leaves i sigh and eat, once i am done eating i get back to work. Out of nowhere I hear Titan say I can't wait for the day to get over. I replied to Titan me to bud.Once I finish the paperwork I head to the training ground to help train the warriors and get some anger out. I walk out on the field and everyone stops to look at me.I use my alpha voice and say get back to training and I want the best warrior to spar with me. Four people line up to spar and I pick the biggest guy out of them. He's not bigge

Mommy and Daddy were dead. Cobra might be dead. Tyron might be dead. I was tired. So tired of running. Maybe if I died, I would see them again. That thought made me feel sad but happy. I opened my mouth and swallowed the liquid on purpose. It burned down my throat like hot pepper. My eyes watered. My chest felt tight. The world started moving strangely. The trees leaned sideways. The red glow stretched into a long line. The men’s voices sounded far away, like they were underwater.

The baby kicked a strong, confident thump against my ribs. "Then we end this," I finished. "For good." Ashren squeezed my hand. "For the pup," he said. "For the pup," I agreed. The Sun’s Fury hurtled through the void, carrying a dying man, a pregnant queen, and a wolf who had seen too much darkness to ever be afraid of the night again.

"Don’t you ever get tired, huh?" I cracked with laughter, the sound cutting through the silence, leaving Felix speechless. My steps echoed as I moved toward the huge table, calm and deliberate. I stopped, lifting my gaze—it was cold and hard like ice. My expression shifted as all amusement drained away into something far more dangerous. My fist clenched tight, nails digging into my palm. My jaw locked and then— Bang. I slammed my fist against the table, the crack reverberating through the room. Everyone jolted, heads snapping up, a wave of shock and fear washing over them.

"It's a good thing Jacob is gullible. He believed you were in Manhattan even though you didn't return to your aunt's house. But did you shut up the Langham family's driver? Don't let them get a chance to attack you." "Take it easy, I always know what to do before moving forward." At the other end, Ursula let out a long sigh. "You're always playing with fire, Celine. Aren't you ever afraid of getting burned?" "I was already burnt before I even started this, Sula." Celine leaned back comfortably on the chair she was sitting on. Her eyes gazed at the road that seemed to be deserted. The driver who drove her chose to enter the freeway in order to quickly arrive at the place Celine wanted to go.

A hot, burning, and agonising throb radiated from the spot on his right arm as its teeth were in. He could feel the blood pooling as the beast took it in a mouthful. Sage jerked his hands, lifting it up and down, as he heard its demonic howls together with Sophie's shouts. Raymond held her hand and Eve held the other. He told her not to worry; Sage knew what he was doing.

The hooves thundered across the meadow, tearing up tufts of grass and earth. Breathe in. Aim. Exhale. Shoot. The bang made time snap back like a rubber band. The foremost prole was thrown to the side by the force of the hit, causing his companion to stumble, but could not stop him in his run. I didn't hesitate, swung my weapon around and fired at the second before the first hit the ground.

“If that is so, why are you bothering with entertaining a discussion with me? Their Light Fay Priestesses are not mine to control, and neither are the angels they are protecting. What I do or do not do has no relevance to you.” “The realm of the earth will be ours, regardless of what you do or do not do.” “And my daughter will make sure that you do not succeed.” End of Book 1 === Coming soon (ongoing): The Hunted Wolf (Eva’s book) Blue Thunder: Forging the Legend (book 2) Biting the Eternal Love (Veronica’s book) In plans (plot outlines in development): Gus’s book (no title yet) Blue Thunder: Raising the Legacy (book 3)

FURY. It surged through her veins like wildfire racing over parched ground, hot enough to burn away every trembling thought. Her breath hitched, her vision narrowed, and the world became nothing but him. Cian’s sneer, his hand digging into her waist, the cold certainty in his eyes that she would break.

Gold and blue, black and silver, they tumbled through the air, smashing against each other in blinding speed. Above, Angelica pinned Fury against the wall, a hand at her throat. “You’re just a messenger,” Angelica spat bitterly. “You don’t get to play god.” Fury grinned, even as her feet dangled inches above the ground. “Like I said, I quit,” she grinned, and then Angelica surged gold power down her throat. Fury let out a scream that I felt in my soul before going silent. Angelica discarded her to the floor and landed gracefully next to the still body. Then her eyes snapped to me.