Billy Blazes Novels & Stories

WANTED ALIVE Name: Blue Iris Clayton Age: 24 years old Hair color: Natural blonde Eye color: Blue Height: 163 cm Body type: Slender OFFENSE: Stealing West Colony’s property REWARD: Ten cartons of goods. Protection and be a citizen of West Colony. CONTACT US IMMEDIATELY “Fuck!” Dread bolted through me. “Have you seen that woman?” I stiffened and my hand tightened the hold on the poster. “Excuse me?” I eyed the man beside me. He had thick dark blond hair. Shorter than me in a few inches, but had a few pounds and had deep brown eyes, and there was something in those orbs that gave me unsettling chills. He was wearing a clean shirt for someone who came to trade.

Olivia said. "Olivia no!" Liam said. "Of course, I only need you, I never did anything to him, ah except stabbing him back then, but that's because he held you back" Billy said and slowly approached Olivia and Liam who were by the window. "Do not come close!" Liam immediately blocked Olivia's body, he stood in front of Olivia with red eyes. "Are you taking me to war?" Billy said and his eyes turned red too. "Liam, please don't do this," Olivia said.

Blaze folded her hands when Blair dialled a number and waited for her brother to attend the phone. "Hello, brother. Go to the underground parking and search for truck 616. Fia is in there..." she waited for about five minutes when he told her that he found her. "I'll see you at home," with that she disconnected the line. Blair's face was clouded with annoyance when Blaze was grinning. Next moment and Blair took her gun out from the pocket and without thinking she shot the few men while Blaze standing impassively. Julio was frightened a bit as he looked towards his boss who said, "Anger, eh?"

He was out of his depths here. Thomas and William both are close enough to touch the men. Thomas suddenly moved with unbelievable speed grabbing Billy and moved amongst the graves. Before he even could utter a word, he found himself beyond the gates looking inside. He barely noticed Andy running down the street. Billy had lost his balance and landed on the wet ground. He tried looking around but sees nothing. He can still sense something moving around him but his eyes can’t seem to catch whoever. “Why are you back Billy?” William talked behind him. He watches his son scrambling to get onto his feet.

One day soon she wanted to research and study the history behind all the hows and whys of this. Donnie and Eddie stood at the back. They were there to support the women they loved. Gabby, the next victim of the curse, if they weren’t successful at this, and Hailey, her soon-to-be sister-in-law and friend. Billy and Jody were near, too. Billy wasn’t sure what his role was in all this, but if it meant an end to the paranormal spike, he was all for it. Billy currently bore a bandage on his forearm where he’d been cut by a knife, he claimed, flew from the knife block at him. No one questioned it anymore. Most just accepted his claim as factual now.

I quickly wore my singlet and a baggy shorts and we took off straight to Block A, the place was quite crowdy, almost every room had a PSP game station, Zombie and I entered a particular room, the room was stuffy with the smell of shisha and smoke, they smoked while playing games, the owner of the Room and the game came and shaked Zombie, His name was Billy,. Billy was like the radio transmittor of the school, he knows every information in this school about anyone or anything, and people pay him just to get to know something, If you're looking for infor about people, he's the guy to look for or consult. He was jovial and a funny guy and so carefree, After he and zombie exchanged pleasantries,

As he stood before Blaze, his voice trembled with a mix of anxiety and determination. "Blaze, I... I need to talk to you about something," Jonathan began, his words faltering slightly. "I've been approached by Lilith, and she... she has a plan to undermine Andy and get to him through Zoe." Blaze's gaze hardened, his eyes narrowing as he absorbed the weight of Jonathan's words. He knew the risks involved, the consequences of betraying their own. But he also understood the allure of power and the twisted desires that could corrupt even the strongest of hearts.

He couldn't enjoy the warm sunshine of summer, smell the fragrance of flowers in spring, the beauty of leaves changing colors in autumn, and the romance of snowfall in winter. "Ah, it's here!" squealed Taylor as she stared at her phone screen. I hurriedly picked up my phone from the table and unlocked the screen. I was surprised to see Blaze in the video. He was sitting behind a table with nothing on it. The room was dark, and the lights only shone on him, seemingly to hide the location where the video was recording. "Good evening," Blaze greeted. I suddenly missed his soft, deep voice. "I'm not going to say much. The evidence I've shown is enough to represent all the messages I want to conv

Blaze used his one hand to throttle her as he picked her up slowly. “You…did this….This is your fault you piece of shit. I hope you die the same way.”, Blaze growled as his eyes started to glow bright blue. “I-I’m….s….s….sorry…”, Zara tried to speak as she struggled to get out of his grip. “Blaze, let her down right now!”, Zoey demanded as her eyes glowed bright red. Blaze tried to kill her but his body didn’t follow. End of flashback Blaze took out the last box from his room and packed it into the car and was about to walk back into the house when someone called out to him. He turned around to find Zara standing with a grey gift bag.

She approached us, wearing white clothes, hair opened, and one eye was bleeding. The familiar black cat was behind her. "AGHHH! G HMMMM!" She screamed in a demonic sound. Low pitched and cracking every time she yelled. I got chills down my spine when she was in front of me. So, she was Lisa Dorling. When she gasped, I could feel my breath halted. She glared at us and left from there. "Appreciate that you were in this jail. Otherwise, you were dead." I was starting to get suspicious. What was all this happening? Anxious, unsettled, I was losing hope.