The Unbeatables Novels & Stories

“It’s an attack! With the wedding, it should be over, but the bastards are here again! Ayr has barely been gone a day!” Robyn curls up in a ball near some sacks, her hands over her ears. I place my face to the nearest gap in the window and gasp at the sight. Even in the madness my wolf twinges with regret that we won't see our mate. In the light of the street torches, I watch men fighting. Sword against sword. The Betas of Volare clad in their chainmail are fighting for their lives against a group of attackers clad in black. Through the narrow gap, I was a spectator to injuries, so grisly my brain failed to accept they were real.

So we all stared at Becka with mouth agape as she gave First a cold stare. "I don't like anyone questioning my combative abilities cause I tend to give them samples that leave a permanent mark so that they won't forget it." Becka said without removing the bread knife. No one dared to stop her or hold her hand cause one wrong move and it'll hit First's eye. But her grip is firm and steady. If something would happen, it would be First's fault cause he moved and he provoked her in the first place. I gulped as I saw how nervous First is and how he tried his best to not move even an inch, afraid that Becky would really attack him.

She wasn't going to take it lightly, and she certainly wasn't going down without a fight. Nysaa's fiery spirit burned brighter than ever as she plotted her next moves. She was prepared to use every weapon in her arsenal – her sharp tongue, her fearless attitude, and even her determination to protect what mattered most to her. The battle with Mace Sinclair was just beginning, and Nysaa Everhart was ready to show him that she was not to be underestimated.

Grant Stormy ran at the top of his speed. He was dealing surprisingly well in his condition. Alpha Blake was right, Stormy and I should be weak and barely able to move now due to our deep wounds and the dark magic intoxication. Yet the dark magic didn’t seem to linger in our lungs. Oddly enough, Peter and I were exposed to the same amount of dark smoke, it made him lose consciousness while Stormy and I were fit enough to fight. “I seem to be resistant to the darkness, Grant. Nothing can catch me! I’m unstoppable!” My wolf barked in my mind right before his muzzle collided with a hard and furry wall. Blinking, my unstoppable wolf looked at the beta wolf who had attacked us.

Audella stated as she watched the two. Exciting? How is witnessing someone suffer exciting? "Isn't he gonna surrender or something? He might die in suffocation." Eleonna commented worriedly. Celeste chuckled at this. "I'm afraid the word surrender doesn't exist on Shaun's vocabulary," she said as she watched Shaun struggle to break free. "You see, Fumiya is the best in terms of fighting among us. He's fast, strategic, and undeniably strong."

I ask, my servant-bot slowly hovering at the base of my staircases. “Unstoppable had been beaten,” my servant-bot starts,” The OutCasts had defeated him and now, he is begin held in a maximum-security prison cell at IronWall Prison.” “I guess Unstoppable wasn’t so unstoppable after all,” I say, my eyes still focus on the hundreds and hundreds of screens in front of me. As I keep on watching, I see so many people walking around, doing whatever it is want. I see them speeding through the streets. I see them throw their trash everywhere. I see them act like uncaged animals.

Don’t tell me he’s going to end up dead in a dark alley like in the original book. [Come on, supporting character! Don’t give up. You still have a bright future!] The pain in my body grew numb. Being beaten was something I had grown used to. Ever since I was little, whenever my mom had a bad day, she would hit me without warning. Sometimes, both my parents would beat me for fun. My body was covered in scars, but now I felt no pain. I was waiting for the right moment, after all. A moment to completely turn the tables.

Unshakable. “You wear it until they understand it was never theirs to begin with.”

More than anything, I wanted to see the look on his face when he discovered that Lilian had never been pregnant and had been deceiving him all along. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Something told me Raymond would not disappoint me. His retaliation came swiftly and without mercy. The first target was the Smith Group. When my father had been in charge, the Smith Group had been one of the few companies capable of standing toe-to-toe with the Lowe Group. However, after my uncle's schemes left my father in a vegetative state, everything changed. My uncle had neither the talent nor the discipline to run a corporation of that size. Over the course of ten years, the company ha

By my side, I’ll swallow all of my pride Your love is so sweet, it knocks me right off my feet Yeah, yeah Can’t explain why your lovin' makes me so weak