The Fury Novel Novels & Stories

My whole body still vibrates, carrying within it the echo of every touch, every bite, every word exchanged in fury. The game has changed again. It's no longer a question of truth to discover or possession to assert. It has become a total war, without mercy. And we have both just crossed, in the steam and the fury, a point of no return. The next step is no longer to seduce or to understand, but to survive the fire we have ignited.

The marsh beyond the hollow walls stirred as if holding its breath. She felt everything. Rowan’s fury. Lucien’s hunger. Her own rising storm. She lifted her hands—fire and frost blazing in perfect symmetry. The marsh answered. Roots erupted through the floor in long, twisting spears. Fire burst from her palms in a column of gold, but frost intertwined with it—blue-white veins snapping through the flames like ice lightning. Wolves howled as frost sealed their paws to the stone, while the fire seared the air around them.

Joshua Fury pov My dad is pissed at me again it seems as I stare at Claire my human mate. Yes a fucking human in my pack isn't exactly safe. Claire is tiny like Aunt May and my mom both look sad I'm doubting the mate bond. Why you ask? Simple she is human a weak , tiny but sweet human and I got enemies out the ass pissed because me Joshua Fury has a ultimate wolf like my dad does. Fury is his wolf's name and the pack is named after him.

"Can you please listen for once? Do you want me to kill him just because you did not listen and he attacked you? Didn't I tell you if, in any way, he'd hurt you? I won't have a second thought; I'll kill him immediately. Is that clear?" "Fine." Asshole. The next day, Landon woke up and howled in genuine misery, seeing both hands with fiery veins encircling his arm. His body was burning from inside out; he was frightened, and yet for hours, he lay there alone, alone with his feral thoughts, urging him to summon his wolf and destroy something so wild and lost, yet the only thing that anchored him from his sanity was his mate, Cherryl, his brother, and his pack, to whom he owed his sanity in tho

Nikita, was unmoving, her face streaked with tears, her body locked in a prison of despair. A predatory growl tore free from my chest, a primeval force that had lain dormant, now awake and furious. I surged forward, hands seizing the man in a grip that promised retribution. The world narrowed to the single purpose of my rage, fists pounding with ferocity. The man's face became a canvas of bruises and blood, his cries of agony lost beneath the symphony of violence. Some instinct whispered to me to stop, yet I couldn't—each strike a catharsis, a vow that Nikita would not fall victim again. My fury ruled until the man's life was spent beneath my unyielding fists.

In a split second, my knuckles connected with a bony jaw. The collision was followed with a loud shriek and then a body being hauled some meters away. I closed the distance between us almost at the same instant and rained down punches on the guy's face. All I saw in my eyes was a red haze and nothing else. Another kind of rage and anger had filled me so much that I angrily enjoyed punching the guy's face. It was like the person had snapped some kind of a trip wire in me that could never be reconnected. I couldn't control what I was feeling at the moment, I just wanted to beat this person endlessly for pissing me off. Blood spurt out of his nose under the constant punches I rained on him maki

“Don’t judge me, Fury…” She got up and washed off from a pail of water. She thanked the owner and gave him a few coins before she left. He thanked her and asked her to stop by when next she wanted. She travelled through the city on fury, Molvania was the kingdom that had the largest library and if she needed any clues as to what she was looking for then she needed to visit the library. She got down from her horse and tied him to a post, she patted him on the side, “Do take care Fury, I’ll only be a while”, she hugged him for a long while.

No, this ends now. Fury, like nothing he has ever felt, surges powerfully inside him, causing drastic changes inside his body. His claws shot out, his eyes turned yellow, and his wolf roamed on the surface, lending him the power he needed to fight the powerful foe coming toward them with vengeance of death. Kendra walks through the whole on the wall, her expression stormy. Nothing mattered but annihilating the one who dared to lay a hand on her mate. Felix shakes off the shock and pain of his landing, bounces his feet a little on the ground, and gears up to meet his opponent. Only he doesn't see her coming, and once again, he finds himself flying.

My pup was with Abby, and all the others, inside the safe room in the pack house. “I’m not waiting. I’m sorry. But I won’t let them get to my pup.” I dove for the first wolf, and I ripped it apart. The worry of Carly in the pack house, waiting for yet another attack, while watching the people she had come to love fighting for their lives. The parallels to Carl’s death made me want to vomit. I knew I had to focus on the fight, but I needed to do one thing first. Carly, baby? I shouted down the mind-link, and for a moment is quieted down.

How the heck did he find me? Fury replaces fear. Who the hell does he think he is? With quick strides I march to the window and throw it open. I'm not afraid of this dragon peeping Tom at all. I'll shove him down to the ground or slam the window on his fingers if he doesn't take no for an answer. The "no" now encompasses our date. He blew it and I won't need to sit through a boring meal to knock him down a peg. One long, jean-clad leg lifts through the window.