Sudden Fury: A Family Torn Apart Novels & Stories

That money was a life-saving fund I had left for my mother’s treatment. Dizzy and near death, darkness crept into the edges of my vision. However, the thought that they would never spare my frail mother once I was gone ignited a surge of desperate, furious strength through my body. ‘Mandy, you and Thomas thought you could use my life to secure your promotion? ‘Then I’ll send you straight to hell to earn it!’ “Boom!” I slammed the scorching gas pedal to the floor with every ounce of strength I had. The burning car shot forward under the cameras, dragging a trail of fire across the feed.

The words violently shattered the last of my control. A loud, hysterical scream tore out of my throat. A wave of pure, blinding rage exploded in my chest, and I began to violently pound my fists directly against Ford’s broad chest, hitting him over and over again as the tears flooded my vision. "This is all your fault! All of this is your fucking fault, Ford! If you hadn't broken our family five years ago, we wouldn't be here! You let them take my baby!" Ford didn't move, and he didn't try to defend himself against my strikes. He just stood there like a stone pillar, accepting my rage as his penance.

In the interrogation room, the suspect's voice grew more vicious and impatient: "Fuck, nobody paid up. I wasn't gonna work for free, and still have to cover the damn rental costs, was I? So I figured it was her own damn luck, had to send her to her grave. Tsk, that look in her eyes before she died... muttering some 'brother save me'... 'father save me'... what fucking bad luck! Annoying the hell out of me!" "Brother save me"... "Father save me"... These words were like a red-hot brand seared onto Damine's soul! He could see his sister in her final moments, those desperate, tear-filled eyes, still calling out fruitlessly to the family she had once trusted most! "Animal! I'll kill you!!" Three

But I never expected to meet her like this. I don't know what is happening... We were best friends... Until that day... When her whole family disappeared like they never existed... And then today she again came with her new parents... I... I ... I don't know what is happening... How could someone's parents change.... They are not some property or car that you sell the old one and bought a new one... Aghhhhh... My head is spinning... These siblings are making me go crazy... This family is mysterious... I just want to run away....

What I want doesn't matter at the end of the day. He reared back, leaning off me as though I'd slapped him. "You think because I've taken you, that it doesn't matter?" I tilted my head to look up at him questioningly. "Would you rather every wolf in the pack had you? That you were marked by one such as Fury?" Fury was a terrifying wolf. He had scars and was known for sudden outbursts of violent temper. He was unpredictable and known to be brutal. Same as Draven is.

My chest was clenching at the reality that we’ll never be that one happy family that we once were. As the tears were pooling in the corner of my eyes and the nerves were quivering in my system, I bit my lip sharply. I felt a sting, realizing that I wounded my lips with my teeth. I could taste the blood in it. “Dad, I will never forgive you for breaking our hearts and for ruining this happy family that we have!” out of anger, I shouted with all my might before closing the door with all the force I got, which a loud bang came after.

Then the fury hit me all at once. I ripped the phone from my ear and flung it across the room. It shattered against the wall, the pieces scattering across the floor. My chest heaved, and every breath felt like it was pulling at my stitches and sending fire through my ribs, but I didn't care. The bastard wanted blood, and he would stop at nothing until we’d ripped each other to shreds. I knew he was a war-hungry tyrant, but I never knew that he would stoop so low. There was an unspoken code of honor amongst The Twelve Dons, and we were obligated to respect each other’s decisions and hear out our grievances before taking action. Clearly, Don Vito wasn’t ready for that however. He wanted violen

She turned her back on the food that now sizzled and burned, her focus consumed by her own seething fury. As the acrid smell of charred food permeated the air, Hailee stormed away, her anger burning bright. The walls of her confinement seemed to close in on her, a suffocating reminder of the animosity that now defined her relationship with Sebastian. She vowed to harness her rage, to channel it into her pursuit of the truth, no matter the cost. And in that moment, as her fury consumed her, there was no room for optimism or hope—only a burning desire for retribution.

Fury burned within me at their audacity – how dare they disrupt our unity, our joy? I thought of Elisa, of the promise I had made to return to her unscathed. My resolve solidified, and a simmering anger fueled the fire within my veins. These interlopers had dared to challenge not just my authority as an Alpha, but the safety of my pack and the woman I loved. In that moment, a primal battle cry emerged from the depths of my being, reverberating through the clearing. The pack warriors responded in kind, their voices harmonizing into a symphony of determination. The battle was inevitable, and I had no intention of holding back.

Without him, I believe I would have lost myself forever. And today… the story begins again. But this time, it's worse. Because it’s not just Lyra they’re tearing from me: my son was also injured trying to protect his sister. He is in the hospital, bedridden, his pale face marked by pain. Every time I close my eyes, I see him fall, his blood, his screams. And I wonder: who can hate my family this much? Who wants to break us, again and again? I tremble, but not from fear. From anger.