Blackfire One Step Novels & Stories

I pushed my foot to the pedal as my gut churned with unease. She’d been silent for a while now. No texts to Erin. No rogues snooping around. No foreign scents. I’ve confirmed that she’s the stalker, and Finn wants me to find out why, but this is Farrah fucking Blackwood. The only why she needs is waking up on the wrong side of the bed. Psychopaths don’t need reasons. “Pull over here. No need to delay the inevitable,” Finn steps out of the car the moment I put it in park, and I’m quick on his heels.

She met my eyes. There was no pity there. Only purpose. “Each stage will test a different element,” she said. “Survive them all, and you’ll be recognised as a contender. Fail, and—” “I won’t,” I cut in. She studied me a moment. Then nodded once. And the platform dropped out from under my feet. Stage One: Fire I landed on volcanic stone — heat licking at my legs, sulfur thick in the air. Across the platform, flames surged in arcs, writhing like serpents. Magma spilled between cracks in the earth.

My body doesn't know the steps. Yellow eyes appear between the trees. One pair. Then two. Then three. They're not Blackwood wolves. The scent is wrong. Sharp. Cold. Hostile. The largest one steps forward. Dark gray fur. Massive shoulders. Eyes fixed on me like I'm prey. I take a step back. Then another. "I don't want trouble," I whisper. The words sound pathetic even to me.

They ran. They sprinted through the corridors of the Data Vault, a surreal dash through a nightmare dressed up as a candy store. Every door they passed hissed open automatically, greeted by cheerful chimes and more confetti. The absurdity of it only heightened the tension; they were walking through the belly of a beast that had been temporarily lobotomized, knowing it could wake up and digest them at any second. "Central Core ahead," Finch panted, checking his wrist-comp. "The Black Box is isolated from the main grid. Haley’s hack might not reach it."

I made sure to give it a unique tone because Ryker's voice always made my stomach twist. I pulled the phone out to check the screen. "Did Eve send you another nude? Shameless," Malakai scoffed from a distance. I ignored him, my attention locking entirely onto the flashing biometric data on the screen. My eyebrows knitted together. "Her vitals are flatlining," I muttered, straightening up instantly. "Yo, where the hell are you off to?" Malakai called out as I turned on my heel. I stopped right in front of the exit, sparing my two confused associates a brief glance over my shoulder. "Going to harvest souls."

“I never was.” Kian tried to laugh, but the sound died in his throat as blinding, pure white fire flared from my palm instead of healing warmth. Through the bond I felt Zane’s shock—and his support. He already knew. This was my fight. The Black Rock wolves that lunged at us turned to ash the instant my light touched them. There was no pain, only the final erasure of darkness. Kian’s face twisted with realization. He tried to shift into wolf form, but the motion froze halfway.

she screamed. I shook her. “Completely soundproof, no one can hear you. Now talk!” “No, no, no!” she muttered, tears beginning to spill down her face. “I don’t have time for games,” I warned, holding her tighter to the wall. “Not again,” she said in a horrified whisper just before flames burst from her. I dropped her, not expecting the flames. She let out a half-sob half-scream as she looked at her hands. My face changed; the Gargoyle surfacing in the face of the Demon. The smell of burnt cobbler was overwhelming.

He grabs a remote control from the armrest, and I watch as a thick black curtain descends behind me. I put my hands on his shoulders to keep my balance when I realize that we're perfectly isolated. I jump slightly as I feel his hands move up my thighs. "Okay. Let's continue our conversation from the other night. How much are you taking?" he says. How much do I take?

Fucking black magic! "Maybe... It doesn't sound as bad as you make it look, alpha Luna. And black magic isn't so fucking. This_my service to Alpha Caleb is just a give and take deal." I hear that very voice of red haired Stephanie witch with green eyes, just like my mate's fiancee. Her statements are followed by the sounds of heels clicking against the cemented floor and irons clasping together. A minute ago, I was the only breathing thing in the room but I don't have to guess too long. She's just a bitchy witch who enjoys being one. And her green eyes certainly remind me of my mate's stupid fiancee, making me wonder what my mate would be doing in the moment. And especially what he would thi

Even though Firezha's rank level was kind of low, the bloodline of a Gigantic Firebird was no joke. Soheila threw one Green Gold Grape and a Recovery Pill towards the Black Leopard. The Black Leopard instantly caught it. No one noticed it since Firezha kept on crying. The Black Leopard smelled the pill and it made his pain slightly gone, when he saw the effect, he instantly swallowed it. The injuries of the Black Leopard instantly healed and its strength was gone. The Black Leopard hid the Green Gold Grape and run away. Soheila smiled and told Firezha to go back. Firezha cried once more that even killed a few humans. She flapped her wings and flew towards where her Master's friends are.