Novel & Cerita Axel Blaze

Axel got up from his bed, his room was dark but some small lights on the ceiling made it a little easy to see everything in his room. He took unhurried steps towards the large curtain and opened it immediately. It was very nice, he could see the vast ocean as if it was up close from his room. It was dawn, the sun was glowing a little preparing to set. He took a hot shower then eventually wore a pair of black joggers that showed the length of of his long lean legs and black tank top the pressed on his chest also exposing his broad shoulders and muscular arms. He had tattoos on one of his arms, a wolf's eye, a dark big long chain twirled around his arm to the beginning of his shoulder and a cr

What if he was bleeding to death in my living room while I was doling out rosaries? I hurried all six blocks back, my cassock swaying like a frightened bat. The second I pushed my way through the front door, every thought became incoherent. Blaze was standing in the little hallway, dripping wet from his shower. Drops of water were gliding slowly down his chest—golden, tight skin stretched over muscles sculpted by an ancient Greek artist whose imagination was definitely filthy. His tattoos were sticking and every one of them seemed to watch me. The snake, the full sleeve and angel.

“Oh! Before that though, I’d like you to meet two people right now.” Rose seemed surprised. “Who?” Matthew smiled and called the Dragoknight to his left arm. “Say hello guys.” “Do not refer to us as mere people and ‘guys’. Either way, I am Draco Blair. The Dragon Emperor of Destruction.” “And I am Arshild Dvur, the Dragon Emperor of Creation. Nice to finally meet you, Miss Roosevelt.” “Dragon… Emperors?” Rose was baffled. “You have two Dragon Emperors with you?”

CHASE “What happened to your face, bro?” Alec snickers as he climbs out of his truck, taking in the state of my still-reddened mug. The blisters have already healed, but some evidence of the coffee assault remains, my shifter healing working overtime to repair the damage. “Don’t go there,” Cal chuckles, shooting me a smug smirk as he slides out of the back seat of my Ford Raptor, parked alongside Alec and Dare’s truck at the lodge. He reaches back in to grab our bags of snowboard gear, hauling them out. “He got into it with his girl this morning and he’s still salty as fuck.”

Thank goddess, we won’t have to fight yet tonight. He didn’t pass us as amicably as Tristan, though. He glared, and then shoulder rammed Axel. Good job, it was Axel, with him being the most peaceful. “Stay,” I had to tell Blaze; he wanted to rip that twat’s throat out, but now was not the time to start wars. The only important thing right now was Ayla, even if she wasn’t fully aware yet. “Don’t talk to me like I’m a common dog,” he snapped at me

His face grim, Colin snorted, "Where did you find this actor? His acting skills are pretty convincing. But no, this won't work. You abused Joyce's cat. We were just gonna let it slide if you apologized to her, but you're too stubborn. Get over here, or you'll never get a glance from me again." At such a point, he was still trying to frame me. I glared at him and looked at my bloody hands from his stomps. I had a knack for painting. With Lauren's support, I never gave up. Once, I beat another girl in a competition, and she came after me. Colin stepped in like a fierce protector. Now he was the one hurting me most. I looked away, refusing to move. His patience wearing thin, he growled, "Come o

The heavy steel platform ground to a halt. The doors hissed open, and the brilliant morning sunlight of the Glass Conservatory spilled over us. "You broke the parameters," Franco breathed. He stepped forward, waving his armed guards back with a sharp flick of his wrist. His dark eyes darted between me and the lethal operative standing obediently at my shoulder. "The Apex Bloom was designed to leave one survivor. A single, ruthless victor. You spared the soldier. You defied the architecture."

I put my hand on Yaroslav’s shoulder and smiled in assurance, my eyes meeting his, and for the first time in a very long time, I saw a look of pride in them “you are my greatest gift in this world, I do hope that you understand that, Alexei, and it not only because of what is happening. I wasn’t the best father to you, I know that, and I know that you spent a long time away from me. I know that you didn’t grow up being by your father’s side like you would have hoped; however, I want you to know that I will always be proud of you and proud of the man that you turned out to be. Whether it is defending Scarlett in front of me, or fighting for your family’s safety. I want you to be happy with yo

The more I knew, the more susceptible I was. Axel seemed to think otherwise. "Are you sure about this, Alpha?", Blake questioned, a disbelieving look on his face. Axel nodded once. "Talk". Blake sighed in resignation before he began. His first statement already gave me an idea on the gravity of discussion. *I think Alpha Crane is back from exile" For the first time, I saw the pure shock in Axel's face. "That's impossible", he whispered. "I thought so too", Blake sighed. "until we caught a rogue wolf and he confessed in working for Crane*