Tarzan Kerchak Angry Novels & Stories

Taylor and Vera hugged, crying in relief. Amarok exhaled… but the relief didn’t last long. A loud growl tore through the air. Tara turned, just in time to see a man with long black hair and a scar across his face storm forward into the cage. “You fucking bitch!” he snarled. He shifted in midair, bones breaking, fur exploding into his massive wolf. He charged straight for her; Tara froze, but not Amarok. His body slammed into the ring, shifting mid-leap, his black wolf form soaring through the cage and crashing into the attacker.

She looked refreshed and entirely unbothered, even when I met her gaze head-on with a cold stare. “Are you good?” Savannah asked with an arch of her eyebrow as she looked me over. She could already tell I was angry, but she was clearly unperturbedly happy, enjoying my misery. “Don’t ask me questions,” I snapped as I turned away from her and angrily began to eat my food but she didn’t let me go, she only leaned in to whisper in my ear, making sure her parents wouldn’t hear us. “If harvesting maize will get you this riled up then you’re in for a real surprise, city boy because this is just the beginning.”

Jessica Lopez, sensing the mounting tension, interjected softly, "Let us all take a moment to breathe, to listen, and to understand." Tyler took a deep breath, his eyes meeting Samantha's, silently reassuring her. "Look, Xavier, I understand your history with Nathan, that was why I didn’t let y’all know I was his cousin in the first place but we can't judge someone solely based on their family. I'm not responsible for his actions." Xavier's face flushed with anger, his voice growing louder. "You're defending him? Unbelievable! You must be just like him!" A heated exchange of words ensued, each sentence laced with bitterness and resentment. Suddenly, unable to contain his fury any longer, Tyl

Ezra is not afraid because the other's goal is himself, but he also secretly thanks God because protecting Selena is simple as long as he could know the other's purpose. "Okay" Two black wolves with similar black fur, the most pronounced difference are their eyes. A pair of cold blue eyes clashed with a couple of fiery yellow eyes. A ferocious growl, sharp teeth. Their breaths were hot, and their heroic aura could not be underestimated. Ezra flew towards his opponent extremely fast, his sharp claws like blades attacking head-on. The mystic was someone who had also practiced sternly for years, so avoiding him was easy. He quickly switched from a passive position to an active attack.

"You will die today, and I will make sure of it." Volkan struggles with consciousness. Breathing heavily. Not at all afraid of her threat. "Then try your best bitc*" "I will" With determination in her eyes and greed in her mind,she pushes him back. Turning her back on him. "Get me the girl! Alive!" She announces, ordering the army of werewolves. Who howl in acknowledgement. "The fuc* you will!" Volkan seethes, thrashing in the chains as Char smirks , bowing to the elders.

We come to offer you the support of the Panthers in your fight Far Prince. They bowed their aristocratic heads, and were followed in by another tall male, this one with red/gold hair and flashing emerald eyes, ‘I am Khan, and I give you the support of the Tigers.’ He said inclining his head his eyes glowing gold as his animal tried to come forward, Killian frowned, ‘Can you control your animal, Khan?’

Everyone was pissing me off because they were not listening. “Yeah. Now, back the fuck off!” I aim the gun at him. “Ok. Ok. Grey. Why don’t you tell us what you want before someone gets hurt?” He nods to me. “I WANT FUCKING IN!” I stepped even closer. Lucius pushed Wren behind him again and his eyes flashed blue. “Don’t fucking threaten me, Tarzan. You put that wolf away, right now, before you eat silver.” I tilt my crazy eyes to him and my chin pushes put.

Today, I will show you what it means to be this close from becoming a true warrior! "I'll show you just how big this world really is! "And the end for someone like you is already inevitable!" Tanner smiled coldly as he briefly bent his figure backward before pouncing toward Harvey in a split second. In his eyes, Harvey was someone who did not earn his title as a representative. He truly had a death wish to provoke him time and time again! The moment Charlotte saw Tanner attacked, she became so angry that she stomped her foot. Why was Harvey so stubborn?

Maverick The moment Zlata left, the hospital room door was kicked open with such violence I was surprised the wood didn't splinter. Standing there was a furious panthera. Tanya’s eyes were narrowed to slits, her arms folded tightly across her chest, and her nostrils flaring with every ragged breath. She was practically boiling over. “You look hot when you’re angry. Lock the door, sweetheart,” I teased, my voice a low drawl. “I always look hot,” she spat, but she obeyed, turning the deadbolt with a sharp click.

If the alpha was lost, so was the clan. "Keep fighting, Alpha!" Kelda, the pack's shaman screamed over the rising wind and the crack of lightning crossing the sky. Brodolf threw his head back and howled, the sound long, loud and dripping with pain. Suddenly, he felt a pop, weak as a soap bubble, but a sign that he had won this round. They had once again beaten back the berserker that lived within him. Slowly, his body righted itself until finally he was left lying on his side, naked and spent, upon the frozen ground. Kelda sat next to him, murmuring nonsense and stroking his hair, giving him what comfort she could until he recovered enough to sit up and wrap the blanket she held around his b