Toothless Roars Novels & Stories

she roars mind linking everyone her voice could easy strike fear in the strongest supernatural but turns me on. Trent falls to his knee screaming in pain as each bone break one by one. His body bends and snaps into it new form as white and golden fur cover his body and he stands in front of Rona, He isn't as large as Rona and not a muscular but still larger then a normal tiger even Zeus.

Broken cries forced their way out of my throat. The Werelions’ growls became louder… deeper… more impatient. Their golden eyes glowed fiercely in the dark. Saliva dripped from their mouths. They weren’t waiting anymore. They were closing in. Slowly. Carefully. Like hunters enjoying the fear of their prey. My legs shook badly. I stumbled back. “Please… don’t… don’t kill me…” My voice trembled helplessly. Suddenly— “ROAR!!!” The leader let out an earth-shaking roar.

Mishaela looked at her with pure hatred in her eyes. “Never.” It was a whisper but Raeya was able discern the danger behind it. Three roars came from her back. Upon turning her head, three huge mouths were already there, wide open and ready to devour her alive. Raeya could only clench her teeth and scream with her blade in her hands. If she was going to die, she was going to die as a warrior. The sound of flesh tearing apart made Raeya whimper. But she didn’t feel anything. “Stand back.”

She roar extremely powerfully. A roar which clearly equals an Alpha's. Her powerful roar forcefully abs unfriendily knock both mom and I aside. It knocks mom directly the wall. It knocks me against Hermonies belongings. Her roar finally subsides then quenches. Mom and I both groan. We both stagger off our feets. Mom spits a huge blood amount. My expression squeezes irritated. Pretty obvious her sharp edges fangs retialiated against her lips amidst the rough crash. Her lips are all torn.

A clear red outline is imprinted on his arm and I smile with success. A sudden deep snarl booms from his chest startling me, his mouth open glimmering fangs flashed for a display he roars and the birds flee from branches to the power his sound carries. My eyes wide I watch the strength and power he wields in his growl, one that I do not have. One that could make another submit with ease. A growl that could bring anyone he wished to their knees. "Wow," I whisper. "Now that is a growl, Theia." He says smiling peering down at me showing me the difference between our roars.

I slammed my right leg into the ground and took a deep breath. Behind me, Dorothy muttered nervously, “If something happens to me, I’ll kill you, Danial.” I smirked, stared at the leader, and said, “You chose the wrong person, buddy.” The leader’s face twisted with rage. “Brat! Let me teach you some manners!” I inhaled deeply and spoke softly, almost like a whisper. “Dragon Abomination Art—Dragon Roar!” ROAAOOOOOOAAAAARRRRR—!!!

My teeth sink into the ear of the nearest rogue, a brown wolf with shaggy and extremely thick fur. It’s like biting into heavy wool yet it’s no match for my teeth. There’s a yelp of pain as the rogue tears away, shaking me loose. I slam into the wolf and hear the whoosh of wind being knocked from his lungs.

He licks my face, as if taunting me, his tongue hot and rough and disgusting. My skin crawls, but I do not have enough air in my lungs to scream. When he bares his teeth, I know I’m dead. The river crashes behind me. The wind stirs the branches above. Fight, it seems to say. Fight. Fight. Fight. I bare my teeth back, feeling something feral and wild knock loose inside me. His lip curls above his teeth. And then a lower, more threatening growl rumbles through the forest. It stirs the trees and shakes the earth. Blake’s ears prick up.

"MAAAAAAWWWWWWWRRRRRR" [ Don't be so cocky stinky pig! ] All of a sudden, a huge black panther leap between the lava breathing boar and Nike's body. " WIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEKKK" The lava breathing boar screeched when it saw another intruder. [ Oh c'mon stop it????! What are you screaming for??!!!! ] "GRAAAAAAWWWWRRRR" The lava breathing boar growled menacingly as another ball of red flame started to form between its tusk.

The bond hums in my chest, louder than before, like a chain pulling taut. "I don't belong to anyone," I say quietly. Kael Draven smiles. It's not a kind smile. It's the smile of a man who knows he's already won. "We'll see," he says. "We'll see."