Wild With Rage Novels & Stories

Alexander raised his arms high, declaring, "Tonight, we'll drag them from their beds and tear them from their homes and tavern, bringing them into the night to face our wrath!" The room erupted in applause and shouts of "That's right!" echoed throughout. "We will repay their cruelty, inflicting pain and misery just as they've done to us. We will unleash our rage upon them as we roar!" The crowd erupted in cheers. "We lurk in the shadows once more, my Wolves. The night is ours, and with the full moon at our backs, WE GO WILD!"

“No, Erika, I won’t let you make a stupidity!” “Please, let me finish her off!” “You’re not like her, Erika! You’re not like her!” “She made me start this wild revenge! She made me wild! She made me this wild beast you see now! I can’t feel love, I can’t feel gratitude because of her!”

In what ever way he could think of; and by God, he could think of a few right off he bat. He slowed to a stop and turned around, furious at her, at himself, at goddesses of the moon, for giving him a crazy mate that was driving him crazy too, at everything. His fate is driving him crazy. He nearly lost it , but only surged of courageous kept him going. An unfamiliar seething energy began to gather inside him, and he cursed long and hard and viciously into the whipping rain as he speed back towards Annie. Spoiling for a fight.

And now… this. “You don’t understand,” I whispered, my voice small against the storm inside me. “I did not beg for anything. I don’t want to be a part of this.” “You already are.” I staggered forward, rage building inside me like a storm. “I said NO!” I screamed again. The fury hit me in waves. First, silence - eerily unnatural. Then, the rage. A primal fury so ancient and molten it felt borrowed from something darker than me. Before I could think, I leapt. A growl ripped from my throat - deep, guttural, violent. I lunged at her, claws bared, eyes wild.

One of the rogues exclaims, his voice shaking as they all gawk at Kendra like she is some sea monster. Moon Rage is a heightened state a wolf can enter when their emotions are so high. It usually occurs with anger. A few wolves can access this state, and among the few, most access it during the full moon. For the brunette to enter the state without the aid of the full moon makes her extraordinary. "I am going to kill you," Kendra snarls, taking a step toward Egor. "Stop her!" Egor yells and begins to withdraw from the room.

Only then did I notice the hands gripping at my feet. “You will never be forgiven!” “You will never be forgiven!” I tried to call out for help yet no matter how I screamed at the top of my lungs, no sound came out of my mouth. I waved my hands, searching and finding anything I could hold onto to stop myself from being dragged deeper into the darkness. Yet no matter what I did, the hands continued to claw and pull me deeper. I… I couldn’t breathe… Am… Am I going to die? **

Leaves and twigs crushed beneath his weight as he sprinted through the underbrush, the wildness of the wilderness matching the untamed fury in his heart. As he raced deeper into the woods, memories of the encounter with Alpha Drake and Amanda, coupled with what happened at Jane's home tore at William's heart. He had heard stories of lone wolves seeking solace in the embrace of nature, finding peace amidst the untamed beauty of the forest. In his anger and confusion, he hoped that the wilderness would grant him the clarity he so desperately needed.

I led Winter into the woods, finding a secluded spot, and patiently waited for her to shift. Observing her quietly, I marvelled as she gracefully removed her clothes and transformed into her wolf form, the elegant and beautiful Kira. Her fur, a soothing beige, looked incredibly soft and abundant, setting her apart from the typical appearance of a wolf. It gave her an air of gentleness and fragility, but I knew better than to underestimate her; as a gamma, Kira possessed strength and resilience.

they greeted Jayce and Ollie. "You're not complete, where's your baby drummer?" I asked them. "Dairon is a busy man, he's hard to get a hold of!" Raze told me, and I just nodded. Raze is a famous vocalist from our college days. He was a member of the band VORTEX EIDRA. Ziel is the bassist, Fero is the lead guitarist, and Dairon is their drummer. They used to hang out here at my house and sing to me.

Wild Addiction volume 2. I never knew true addiction until I met her. I never truly understood what it is to crave, mind, body, and soul—until nothing mattered but fulfilling that craving. Until the only thing that mattered was easing the hollow space inside me. It was there whenever we’re apart. Like a dark hole, it lingered, intensifying until my mind was full of dark spots. Until my mind was full of easy curves, bare before me. Until my desires reflected her, bending at the waist, her pert, little arse in the air, colored red by my palm, the outline of my fingers visible against her pale skin.