Toothless And Light Fury Drawing Novels & Stories

She danced through the chaos, her movements fluid and precise, her fangs and claws striking with deadly accuracy. Freya, torn between her lost memories and her allegiance to the Dark Moon's Pack, fought with a mix of confusion and strength. Her once-golden fur now adorned with streaks of silver, she stood as a symbol of both strength and prowess. Her purple eyes blazed with a fierce resolve as she faced her former allies, her fangs and paws slashing through the chaos with a hint of hesitation.

Their stark white eyes stared directly into his core. Something about that gaze slithered into him, an invisible shiver running down his spine, unsettling even the beast inside him. He pulled his lips back into a deep snarl, exposing his jagged dragon teeth. A sharp exhale burst from his nostrils, his chest rising and falling with barely contained fury. His massive head jerked slightly, like a beast straining against a leash, fire flickering behind his throat. He crouched, muscles coiled, ready to launch back into the air, aiming straight for the Light Fae...

His gaze goes hazy with the mind-link. Instinct swallows me whole. There’s no training in my lunge or snapping teeth. Just pure, primal fury at the motherfucker who dared to touch my mate. Floyd dodges back and collides with a dressing table that crashes onto the floor. The mirror shatters. I charge him again, barely noticing the glass shards slicing my paws. “Fucking animals.” Floyd scrabbles along the floor for the dagger he dropped. “All of you Solbergs. Fight like a man, or give up all your fucking castles and pretending.”

But it’s highly unlikely judging by my mood. He grabbed my ankle. “Shadow Blast!” I felt the spikes stab through me, but I was still furious, so I easily ignored the pain. I laughed at his feeble attempt to hurt me. “Fury Winds.” I snapped as three spindly vertices shot down from the sky and stabbed through him. He panted harder and shook his head. “Aqua Surge.” Out from under him a sharp pillar of water shot up into him lifting him ten feet off the ground. It disappeared and he dropped to the ground like a rock.

But now, with Jordyn and Dan’s forces joining ours, I felt a surge of renewed strength and hope. Tiffany's eyes blazed with fury while she saw her reinforcements being overwhelmed. Her gaze locked on me, her snarl growing fiercer. She lunged toward me, but Jordyn appeared beside her in a flash, grabbing her by the scruff and yanking her back. "You won’t touch her!" Jordyn hissed, a silver light radiating from her hands, searing Tiffany’s fur and forcing her back with a howl.

I never once thought he knew. He then smiled, and it was a hundred times brighter than the moonlight. Finally, he turned his head to me, and I became lost in his glowing yellow eyes. I thought it was a dream, but when I woke up, I found myself cuddling his furry and gigantic beast in a cave. ****** It was time for me to go home after spending the night with him. I watched as he shifted into his second striking form. It was so fast that my normal sight was unable to catch up with it. I turned my back as he was naked.

Long and frightening fangs. "Damn it."

My claws dug into his side, and his jaws snapped dangerously close to my face. Pain burned through me as his teeth grazed my shoulder, but I didn’t let go. With a sharp twist, I sent him flying into the dirt. A deep, guttural growl echoed behind me. I turned just in time to see Thanos slam Lucian onto the ground, his claws slicing deep into Lucian’s side. Lucian yelped but kicked upward, shoving Thanos away for just a second. It wasn’t enough. Thanos recovered quickly, his wolf form towering over Lucian’s.

His muzzle scrunched up as he snarled dangerously and pounced at him. Falcon and Blaze rolled on the ground, tearing each other’s flesh. Black and brown furs flew in the air. Falcon sank his sharp incisors into Blaze’s shoulder. Blaze howled and wriggled, trying to shake him off. Falcon tried to hold firm, but his teeth soon lost their grip, and he flew back when Blaze shoved him away. He sprang to his feet instantly, snarling in a challenging way. He glared at Blaze with his shining amber eyes, his ears flat on his head.

I was paralyzed, my magic refusing to answer my desperate, internal screams. ​Suddenly, a blur of black fur and raw, primal fury intercepted the Culler. Killian hadn’t waited for my signal or a plan. He had lunged from the shadows of the ventilation units, his massive jaws locking onto the Culler’s obsidian shoulder. The sound was like a wolf biting into the side of a mountain—a sickening crunch of teeth against indestructible alien stone.