Billy Blazes Novels & Stories

The ranging wind would gulp their shelters to trenches where it belongs and leave them stranded of a home of abode. Billy at least had a value in his wild world . He is more of old funny fellow with white hairs bleaching, a glass which he uses to see things afar, nose to sniff. When he does the sniffing one would practically look agitated at how old billy sniffs like a nosing creature nevertheless he was never a creep or knave.

I nodded my head yes with wide eyes. We were still basking in the sweetness like no one else was around when a loud bang interrupted us. The loud bang makes every muscle tense as I freeze, and my eyes lock on the devil himself. "Get a fucking hotel room when you're in heat!" Blaze kicks off against the lockers and combs his fingers through his dark chocolate hair before waltzing towards the exit. Blaze is Monty's best best friend, our pack's next Alpha, but he's heartless and a jerk.

Sloan was shocked when he saw me and I just smiled. "What're you doing here?" "Well I was around and I decided to stop by." He smiled and I did too. The truth was, I was hoping I'd bump into Henry. While we walked together, we noticed some people were gathered so we decided to check what was happening. "Are you blind?!" "I'm sorry sir." "Sorry?!, What does that do?" Henry was scolding a lady for spilling coffee on him. She looked like she wanted to crawl under the ground, she was shedding tears but Henry didn't care.

‘His head on a spike outside Parliament, along with all those other traitors, Miller, Souberry, Grieve, Corbyn, we’ll have them by Christ we’ll have them! ‘Yeah.’ Billy’s mind zoned out of the tirade and instead indulged its own sordid and sadistic fantasies of revenge. He pictured Baden as he had last seen him, only this time it was Billy doing the stuffing of things up Baden’s arse, principally his own member, followed by anything large, sharp, and likely to cause internal damage. ‘Fuck him to death!’ Billy spurted out, interrupting Bumford’s less than stirring stream of oration. ‘What?’ he said. ‘Nothing,’ said Billy. ‘Now look, Billy, I want you to go and case the bastard’s joint…’

"Oh. Too many women died here. I don't know which one of them is your sister." The man didn't really care about the number of deaths. He seemed to have lost interest in me as well. "You like pretending to be blind, don't you? Well then, I'll make you blind first before killing you." He aimed his gun at my right eye. His finger slowly and painstakingly moved to pull the trigger at an agonizingly slow rate. My fear of death began to overwhelm me. I couldn't help but tremble violently while biting down on the tip of my tongue.

Billy clears his throat, breaking the heavy quiet. Billy is the first to break the silence. He clears his throat, his voice unsteady. “Kid… my mate, my Myra… she wouldn’t do that.” His fingers twitch against his knee. “She was no dark witch. She was a light witch.” I turn to look at him, watching the way his brows pinch together, the way his jaw tightens with something like desperation. “I know I said she was mysterious,” he continues, “and that I didn’t know much about her, but I know she was a good woman. I know she wouldn’t do something like that.” His voice turns almost pleading. “She wouldn’t do all those things.”

“Matt's telling the truth. Heard they're always out trading in the afternoon. ATF’s got their back, so they're good.” “Okay then, so now how do we go in so we don't cause a scene and they don't lock up their gate?” Blaze turns on the ignition, grabbing all of our attention. “Don't worry, brothers. I've got it. Get ready to jump out ASAP.” “What are you trying to do?” Rip asks, narrowing his gaze at the driver's seat. Blaze laughs. “Don't worry, mister president. Just trust me and get ready to jump out. This is about to be a lot of funnn.”

Blaze, Bella, and Brandon are a team that can communicate without talking. Their teamwork and their precision in coordinating with each other are mind-blowing. When Brandon is struggling with three bandits at once, Bella helped him fight them off without him having to ask her for help. Blaze was right, more bandits were hiding in the village than the initial 15 they saw. They kept pouring out like a never-ending waterfall. But none of the bandits expected that King Blaze is not just one, but three. He has the support of his brother and mate, which no one saw coming.

Peace looked down at her phone screen to see who was calling at it was Alex, she swiped the screen and took the phone to her ear. “Where are you?” He asked. “I am at work, why?” Peace replied. “Nothing I just wanted to use your car as I crashed mine yesterday,” Alex replied “You did? Are you okay? Did you get injured?” Peace asked with a worried tone. “Yes, yes I am okay!! Stop nagging like an old lady!” Alex replied in a laughing voice. “Can you be a bit more careful about you—“ “Peace! watch out!!”

My eyes land on the FaceTime notification at the corner of the screen—Blaze is calling. I answer, and his face appears, a joint hanging from his lips. His damp hair sticks to his forehead, and he’s wearing a plain black T-shirt. “What’s up, you little shit?” Blaze greets, his tone casual as he adjusts his laptop. I chuckle, exhaling a cloud of smoke. “I’m great.” “You’re smiling,” he points out, glancing at the background. “Where the fuck are you? No, wait, don’t tell me—I already know. You’re with Cam, aren’t you?”