The coffee was a forbidden treat. Forbidden because it sat in a cupholder just out of easy reach. If the Great Dane driving the truck had taken one of his hands off the steering wheel, even for a second, he risked losing control of the truck, not to...
Badger, Coyote, Gray Fox, Great Dane, Insanity, Rambo, Story Series, Violence, Violence (Not In Yiff), War, blood rage
Her blood rage had been replaced by panic now. the beast's hold upon her broken, only the wolf was left now, and the wolf was in pain. she fled then, as fast as one can go on three legs.
Horror, Transformation, Werewolf
You can't and never will be able to understand what happens in blood rage!"
"i know more than you think. let me finish. it can be controlled. i am born in blood just like you.
Blood, Dracogin, Gore, Plot Development, War, tidaka
Matt screamed in bloody rage as he let loose two rounds. the first bullet piercing the bosses throat as the second ripps through his skull. everyone staired in complete shock as the body of the saints leader lay dead.
Final, Story
The blood rage in his eyes burned even hotter. he would not allow this either. she cast the spell again, and he fell as well.
"you are wise, kobold of pelor. in different circumstances..." urmelena said as she stepped up to kreet.
kreet's eyes burned.
D&d, Fiction, Kobold, Kreetthekobold
If he were more like feral ursaren on his own home world, he doubted even that armor would have saved these three from a fully unhindered blood rage.
"we're here."
Sci-Fi, Story Progression
She knew what would happen when the blood-rage left his eyes and he beheld what he had become. the years of loathing and self-mutilation he would endure. all knowing that what he was doing now... right now... could never be undone.
Kobold, Kreet, Kreetthekobold, Mind Flayer, Series
Weakness of body, blindness, blood rage, living nightmares and the wall of storms. horrible stuff, even other human wizards were supposedly appalled. didn't do him much good though. in the end the curses were dispelled and he was defeated.
Dragon, No-Yiff, Short
Adrenaline pumped into jeremiah's blood, fueling his blood rage. the siberian tiger spun and slashed at the masses of guards streaming out of the gates. " yaaaargh. die you imperials!"
Arcane Rising, Fox, Magic, Revolution, renaissance
His own blood raged in his veins. he could feel the presence of something else, leering down at him from behind. gathering his courage, he turned. the darkness swelled viciously, the shadows reaching out to the winged wolf.
"not again... get away...
Violence
It was rare for anyone to go feral, and less than a fifty fifty chance for them to come out of the blood rage mind-state once they did. there were horror stories of larger carnivores going feral and slaughtering dozens before finally being put down.
Tags, Two of them