White Ranger Jungle Fury Novels & Stories

“I’m tired of running and hiding; hiding when I could be fighting. I should be fighting. I would do anything to protect the ones I love.” In a sudden shift of atmosphere, the great wolf’s eyes blinked for the first time. For such a small action, it sent a wave of energy through Ranger’s body. The wolf then turned and walked off into the darkness. For such a massive beast, its feet hardly made a sound on the forest floor. When Ranger was certain it was gone, he stood up. As he rose to his feet, he realized he was standing with a newfound confidence; a surge of motivation to move on.

Joshua Fury pov My dad is pissed at me again it seems as I stare at Claire my human mate. Yes a fucking human in my pack isn't exactly safe. Claire is tiny like Aunt May and my mom both look sad I'm doubting the mate bond. Why you ask? Simple she is human a weak , tiny but sweet human and I got enemies out the ass pissed because me Joshua Fury has a ultimate wolf like my dad does. Fury is his wolf's name and the pack is named after him.

Jake caught it mid-air— —and froze. White fire ran under Jane’s skin. Light burst from her wounds as white fur rolled across her body. She rose, an ethereal werewolf, eyes like dawn over ice. One kick sent Sara smashing through a tent frame. “Oh my God,” Kim whispered. Jake stepped in, syringe ready—then the white wolf stood between him and the wreckage, grace and fury in the same breath.

I glance back and see several warriors joining us, their eyes alert, protective. “Alpha said a few extra warriors should escort us back. Just in case.” Fury gives me a small grin and shrugs off his jacket. “Now be reasonable and climb on—” He stops when I don’t move. I just stand there watching him as he shifts. Bones crack, limbs stretch, and within seconds, Fury’s wolf stands before me—thick, dark grey fur, almost black, with kind, familiar eyes. He wiggles his tail slightly, motioning me forward.

And on Friday morning, another order for room service had been placed as early as 6:30, only for the waitress to meet no response from Frank's chamber but a sinisterly open door that afforded her the view of senator Frank's corpse in lying around in a pool of blood and his lady guest stripped stark naked, beaten to pulp, and tied to the bed frame. Coincidentally--perhaps not so--it was the second case of murder of top dogs in the city within the space of a week, and in a similar pattern at that. The first murder had struck earlier in the week when Henry West-gate, a famous tycoon in the city was set up for a car accident in his Jeep. It had been discovered that the middle-aged business tycoo

Enthusiasm and courage are the words Nolan uses to describe Windy. Nolan smiled and nodded, "Then I'll hunt in the northeast." The two split up and ran in the chosen direction. But they never expected Ezra's enemies to have entered the forest long ago. The leader of the assassin group is a Wolf with a pretty special fur. It has a reddish brown coat that is different from the rest of the species. Next to it was a wolf with jet-black fur similar to Ezra. But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two.

I was trying to get closer without getting caught when a honk from behind me startled me into jumping to the side. A reckless driver drove past me to take his place just beside Daxon’s car. “Slug!” A comment made me grunt and turn around to see a few girls walking by and laughing at me. The guy coming out of the car was the Alpha King Of the Iron Fur’s pack; Reynard Wizard. He was a hybrid, part werewolf, and a part wizard, but his parents had stopped practicing magic a long time ago. His brown long hair was touching his neck and his Nordic eye color was breathtaking. The black jeans and black shirt were complimenting his beauty a lot. I have never had an encounter with him before, but now t

She whimpered loudly as she struggled to free herself from them. Just as Jasmine took a step toward the comotion, a black Jeep Wrangler pulled up next to us, and Blake and Luke stepped out. “What the fuck is going on?” Blake asked, looking around. He glanced over in our direction and asked, “Jasmine, are you okay?” Lucy let out a whine. “Get off my mate!” Luke shouted at the wolves that were currently pinning her down. They all instantly got up, and Lucy walked over to Luke, sitting down next to him in her wolf form.

Apart from the teeth, the fur and the yellow eyes, it was still Oscar. "Karen!" He growled, and I tried to grab on to him, but he was too big. Realising his size was too big, he shifted back to himself. The fur teeth and yellow eyes were gone, and I grabbed him and turned him to lay on his back, but he sat up instead. I began to ride his c*ck. I watched his eyes shift from yellow to blue. His wolf was going crazy. He suckled my n**ples and licked them. I bent backwards slight and turned my head up with my eyes closed to make the feeling more intense. I was in a different world. I was dripping wet all over him, and he was helping me grind him.

It seems he also doesn’t care about mangling the ones fighting on his side, so consumed with the need to destroy us. Sierra leaps over us and goes straight for the throat of an approaching wolf, appearing so suddenly from behind me that I didn’t even know she was still close. She takes it down with her in a bite, collido9ng body to body with a massive thud, and rolls around, grappling with it fiercely so that I almost cry out in terror. I yank them apart with my energy directed between them as precisely as I can and throw it back, so sure this time the returning grey is Radar. I can’t be sure without his telltale scar over his normally white eye because the black is shielding it like this, a