White Ranger Jungle Fury Novels & Stories

I jump into the driver’s seat, my hands trembling as I start the engine. Just as the car roars to life, a sound pierces the night—a howl. “No… no…no…” I whisper, glancing in the rearview mirror. Pack warriors. They’ve found me. Fear grips me like a vice as I slam my foot on the gas, the car lurching forward. The trees blur past me, but in the mirror, I see them—Jason’s warriors in wolf form, their eyes glowing in the darkness, their massive forms tearing through the woods in pursuit.

The jungle begins to wither in a heartbeat. And as the city falls back into darkness, Fenris doesn't kill Zora. He swallows her frequency. He grows. His white tattoos expand, covering his entire body until he isn't a man anymore. He is a towering, four-legged beast of pure, blinding white light. The Original Wolf has returned and he just took the Queen's wings.

WEREWOLF REALM The forest loomed with an ominous quiet, ancient trees forming towering sentinels around the clearing where Justine’s convoy had begun to arrive. The whirr of engines pierced the otherwise muted woodland, tires crunching over gravel and fallen leaves. At the center of the clearing, two massive armored trucks ground to a halt, followed by a line of six reinforced utility vehicles and a pair of short-range missile tanks. The black-and-chrome sheen of their exteriors gleamed under the dappled forest light. The JANEERAD crest—a coiled wolf strangled by a chain—was stamped onto the side of each vehicle.

Sadness evident in their aura. Radar lost his shit completely, and I flinched when he growled out loud, cursed Juan’s name and stormed off amid a rant, semi turned into wolf because he couldn’t control it, and gave us space. His words mumbled, yet I heard the name Sierra, and how Juan all these years kept her a prisoner of her own mind and denied Radar his right to protect his Luna. Radar seemed the one with the most fury, but I guess given how he feels about Luna Sierra, then it makes sense he would react aggressively. He came back after Meadow was done cursing out the fates, and stood silent, and broody, while occasionally staring at the ground in deep thought. His mind in turmoil.

The first wave of heat hits me and I curse. Rushing outside in the open. The cold winds hit the beads of sweat covering my forehead, giving me a temporary relief. While I clench my stomach which was churning in pain. I have waited too long....Volkan will not be coming. Shifting to my small brown wolf which was the mere size of a fox, I rush out into the lush green garden not caring about anything anymore. Determined to reach the forest. My claws heavy and body staggering with pain, but I don't stop.

“No one touches my Barbie Dream Forest.” “Hell yeah!” I yelled mid-swipe, decapitating a Black Fang wolf who lunged at me. “Go, Tinker Hell!” “I told you not to call me that!” “Then stop being awesome!” One of the Black Fang wolves tackled me from behind, slamming me into a tree. Pain flared, but I kicked back, claws ripping into his chest, sent him flying into an ASA motorbike—which exploded. The heat burst across my fur, and Barbie zipped in front of my snout, wings wild. “Are you done destroying the flora?”

Jasper didn't take off his helmet and held tightly to my hand, which was still hugging him. Later, a large, cream-colored wolf suddenly jumped out in front of us, not to attack us but to protect us. I suddenly thought about what had happened in Santa Isabel. Ranzel, that wolf, if I'm not mistaken, is Damon's cousin. That wolf turned toward us and then looked at the black wolf in front of him. They growl at each other and then move quickly, attacking each other. Jasper immediately grabbed me and pulled me off the motorcycle. He hugged me, and then we ran away on the motorcycle. One of the black wolf's companions got in our way.

They knew nothing else about her. Outside an animal broke through the treeline coming towards the pack house at high speed. Xavier was standing there with Zande looking at it as it ran towards them. “What the hell would a Jaguar be doing in a wolf territory?” asked Zande looking at the animal that was fast approaching them with warriors on its tail chasing it.

The tires screeched in protest as the car bounced and jolted over the rough terrain. Sarah's grip on the wheel tightened as she tried to maintain control, but Griffin's strength was beginning to overpower her. The car surged forward, crashing through the underbrush and sending branches and leaves flying. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying vegetation as the car careened through the jungle. The sound of birds and animals echoed through the trees, startled by the sudden intrusion. Griffin's face was twisted in a snarl as he fought to regain control of the car. "You're going to pay for this, Sarah!" he yelled, his voice echoing through the jungle.

Alex What happened to me during the battle was amazing. I had never felt that much power before. I was told that my fur had golden coloured highlights and my eyes were bright. The description reminded me of Sam's wolf. The light that exploded around me was the same as the one that Sam's wolf shot out of her eyes. Her wolf had only put them to sleep then, but when the same power worked through me, it killed everyone it touched.