Novel & Cerita Trial By Fury

The testing facility would be searched, the test subjects discovered, and Mercile Industries would be exposed for all the dirty secrets they hid from the world. She crouched over 416. His beautiful but angry dark gaze focused on her. Rage burned in his intense glare. She swallowed the bile that rose at what she had to do to him next. “I’m sorry. Really. I have to do this to you.” “I’ll kill you,” he rasped. One hand flopped on the floor next to her. “I swear this!” His throat worked. “I will kill you with my bare hands.”

Freya Allan and I weren't on speaking terms and I know that this is all my fault because I pushed her to do this and assured her that nothing would happen to our daughter but instead I broke my promise to her. Hestia pulled Freya into her arms as she broke down crying and I couldn't help but feel guilty because I put us in this risky situation. Freya Allan pulled away staring at her mother. "I need to get her back...if I lose Rogue I'll never be able to forgive myself." Hestia sighed softly as I watched them closely. "There is a way but it's risky and I fear that you're not ready to control the fire inside you" she muttered in a worried tone.

The word was barely more than a whisper, but it cracked against the chamber like lightning. Murmurs hissed through the crowd—wolves snarling low in their throats, others leaning forward as though watching prey cornered. My hands curled into fists, nails biting deep into my palms. I would not let them see fear. Theron raised his hand for silence. “Then by ancient decree, your innocence or guilt will be decided by trial.” His eyes, pale and pitiless, gleamed. “Trial by Fang.” Gasps rippled like a living wave. Even I felt my chest tighten. The Trial by Fang was no simple duel—it was combat against death itself, an ancient rite designed to strip away weakness until only blood proved truth.

It was always yours. The duel stretched long, brutal. Her opponent fought like a wolf with nothing to lose—snapping, tearing, dragging her down again and again. Her breath came ragged. Her body screamed and then, something broke. The Fury roared to life. It burned through her muscles, through her lungs, through her very bones. Fire and shadow spilling from her like wings unfurled, her eyes lit with that primal blaze of power no council decree could deny. She struck. A blur of claws, of teeth, of force that wasn’t just hers but something older, deeper, carried in her bloodline. The courtyard lit with the violence of it, wolves stumbling back, shielding their eyes from the storm and when it cl

she said coolly. “But the throne was mine first. I demand the second trial. The Trial of Flame. Let the wolves decide which Luna they trust to lead.” Aria stepped forward without hesitation. “I accept.” Kael grabbed her arm. “You don’t need to prove anything else” She looked him in the eyes. “I do. Not just for them. For me.” The Trial of Flame was brutal. Two Lunas. One circle of fire. No weapons. No magic. Only strength. Endurance. Will.

Snow had fallen overnight, covering the ground in white. It wouldn’t stay clean for long. “Three trials. Combat, strategy, and leadership. Pass two out of three, you’re Beta. Fail two, you’re out.” He looked at me like I was already out. “Begin.” *Trial 1: Combat* First opponent: Darek. Scar Eye. The beta who tried to drag me back two weeks ago. He stepped into the ring with a grin, rolling his shoulders. “You think one lucky hit makes you a warrior, mutt?”

But, his heart started to build vengeance and been wanted to rip the head of the masked man. "Now… To make it more thrilling… Rogues round two? Trip to heaven? Who will be the first to taste her? She's quite a hottie chick, already." Austin screams and he was answered by mocking laughs. He looks at his daughter, who still crying. By her looks, she was traumatized and don't have an idea right now. What they will be going to do. One rogue, go nearer to his daughter and hold her sensibly, tracing the smooth skin of his daughter. He can't take it anymore until he was able to break the chains, with all his force, and quickly rush to the rogue who is ready to touch his daughter's breast.

She should have trusted herself sooner. ‘You trust me now. That’s all that matters.’ And that was the last thing in her head before Nia completely took over. Fury silenced everything except the heartbeats of her enemies. Her claws were still lengthening when she turned and swiped the giant Hunter with both hands, leaving bloody stripes across his chest. The scent of his blood was a trigger. Something switched off in her head, and she lurched violently into a sea of darkness. There was no gentleness, no compassion. No mercy.

He lusts towards her. And the blocked senses of his mind actually accepted his unacceptable acts without any hesitation. He felt no remorse in touching her or ruining her beyond the limit. He felt contented and that was enough for him. But was his contentment enough for her? _______________________________________ I know the limit of him being ruthless is going out of hands but you need to understand revenge is something that blinds you to the extent that you started thinking whatever you're doing is right even when it's absolutely wrong. The spicy twist story is going to start now. So be ready. Keep on taping on the star button to show your love. Till the next Adios.

Daisy The waiting was worse than the trial. That was the thought that kept repeating in my head as I sat alone in our room, staring at absolutely nothing while my mind imagined every possible disaster. Caspian had left furious, not angry, but furious and was a difference. Anger burned quickly. It exploded and disappeared, while fury was quiet. Fury was deliberate, fury walked into a room, smiled politely, and made everyone realize too late that they should have been afraid. And considering he had gone to speak with the very people responsible for my trials, I wasn't entirely convinced the council chamber was still standing.