Ablaze With Vengeance Chinese Drama นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It was a death sentence. “Blaze!” Trevor tossed Blaze the two wooden stakes he was holding in his hand. With a nod at Trevor, Blaze caught them. “I repeat, no one shall help him! This is a pack of law and rules. We shall not help a betrayer.” Cole devastatingly commanded every pack member not to help their Alpha as he threw Trevor a pointed look. It was one against several vampires and rogues. All of them came at Blaze at once. Blaze took out a vampire in a single roundhouse kick as he plunged the wooden stake into his chest before pulling it out. He landed on the ground, motionless.

Whoosh- Endlessly long vines crept over as if they were anacondas. Yet these were nothing when faced with Blaze. After sending a large wave of True Fire of Sunburst, those vines instantly lost mobility and turned into ashes. However, the teenager did not harm Zendaya and Jade in the slightest. Instead, he rushed towards them, appearing right before the two women. Seeing how lifeless Jade seemed, Blaze was shocked and heartbroken, immediately asking, “Why is my mom in such a state? What even happened?”

Blake glanced at Jessica and said, "You said that Chang Yan took care of Winson. She made the mother and son separated for three years. How dare you mention this? Jessica let Chang Yan go is already her greatest mercy! Chang Yan raised her inner demon and then it backfired on her. This is her punishment to herself!" "You don't know what is right and wrong, what is important, you always blindly shield Chang Yan. The Chang family is deep in trouble now. It's unreasonable for you to seek revenge." "You can't tell right from wrong. You can't tell what is important. With what you had done, it's no wonder the Changs declined!" Blake's words were very harsh, which made Chang Shou's veins stand out.

Young master Li brings out a talisman; it's his life-saving treasure and quickly uses it, but the spiritual qi within his body has been burnt away with this sacred white-golden flame. A disdainful smirk appeared at the corner of Zhu Songtian mouth while young master Li tried his hardest to struggle for his life. “Songtian! Stop!!” A familiar voice sounds out behind his back. He immediately looked and saw Duke Tian Dong held his daughter and his wife hostage. He can see Zhu Yinbing lay on the ground, her cultivation sealed and a sword pointed at his wife and daughter ready to penetrate it. The sacred flame stops burning young master Li but his iron grip still grabs young master Li's stomach.

Blaze muttered softly, looking so dejected and broken. Breiy stared at his brother's pained look, Blaze never shows sympathy or worse, empathy to anyone. Nobody has made Blaze cry since he can remember, but now, Blaze is clearly hurting inside and he wanted to weep with him. His cold brother is hurting inside and he is enduring it alone. ****😞😞****

|•ZEKE•| When I finally braced myself for Blaze's story, what I expected wasn't what I had to face. Okay maybe I wasn't expecting anything because of course I didn't even know what to make of it, but hearing Bliss talk about how brutal and savage her whole life has been snapped up something inside of me.

The smell of blood excited Blaze even more, as if he had been given a stimulant, allowing him to forget the pain of losing his mate for a short time. Then the second rogue, the third, the fourth, until the last one! They all Fell Down! Blaze stood in the middle of the rogues' corpses, his fur already red with blood. His eyes glanced menacingly at the shivering Alma and Falcon who was still trying to pretend to be calm. He gasped for breath and walked step by step to them. In a second, he was able to take their lives. However, being physically exhausted, he felt a great dizziness and his vision blurred, and even his legs became feeble...

Mars, face pale but determined, asked to remain and fight with us. “You’re welcome to stay with our pack,” I told him. His mate Julia smiled faintly, bouncing their chubby son on her hip. She had changed—softer, grounded, her vanity stripped away by motherhood. Saoirse’s voice cut sharply, raw. “If Vlad’s witches fall, he’ll weaken. But he’s powerful, Blaze. He paralyzed me completely. He let me live only because he needs me.” My jaw locked, fury grinding in my chest. I’ll tear him apart, limb by limb. I’ll shove his dick down his throat before I kill him.

Lady Marrow (stepping forward): "Riven sits beside Vito in every council meeting. If he ordered this, the Council itself is now a weapon." Blythe (rising, voice steely): "Then we break the blade." Closing Beat Blythe steps onto the shattered dais. The brazier glows beside her. She wipes blood from her forearm with a scrap of silk, eyes locked on the horizon. Blythe (to herself): "They sent fire to burn me. I became it." [Xavier joins her, his arm slipping around her waist.] Xavier (low): "It's only just begun." Above them, carved into the temple's highest arch, the Mark of the Umbra gleams faintly—moonlight kissing its edges. Below, soldiers gather the wounded. Crows circle the sky.

Poison's Mark The victory celebration was in full swing when Blaze collapsed. One moment he was holding Luna, watching her create tiny auroras of joy, the next he was on his knees, black lines of dark magic spreading from a wound no one had noticed in the heat of battle. "Blaze!" Maya caught him as he fell, their daughter crying out in distress. Through their mate bond, she felt his pain – sharp, wrong, tainted with centuries of stolen magic. "Kane's last gift," Blaze managed through gritted teeth. "Should have known... he wouldn't go quietly."