Blade And Soul Fanfic Novels & Stories

I reply unperturbed, "so is the plan clear or do we need a different strategy?" Blade frowned and rolled his eyes. "I finally find a girl I like and she has a clear thirst for death," he says complaining loudly. I snickered and interlocked my fingers with his again then without another word we began walking back to where we left the car. "You know," Blade says as we walked, "if this date had gone to plan, I pictured us in the future having a little Grover or Sophie, but no my girlfriend wants to get us killed." I snorted with laughter.

He caressed her soft cheeks and shook her shoulder lightly. "Baby girl, wake up." He gently said to his mate, still no answers. He turned around the room and locked his eyes to her friend. "You, bring me a glass of water!" Blaze commanded in his alpha voice and her friend complied with no objections, he ran out of the room. Blaze was also jealous at the fact that his mate has a male friend, he would have to talk with his mate but right now it's not the time to discuss this.

He was 100 years older than him and although they could live close to 1500 years, he was not sure of finding his soul mate. Another growl from his beta caught his attention. All the chiseled muscles of his body were drawn painfully against the skin. His long blonde hair fell in a wild and furious cascade down his back and face. Drops of blood came from the small self-inflicted wounds on his lip. The open mouth releasing every last ounce of breath and the harshly closed eyes made the alpha uneasy.

__________ Lyca" For the whole three days Vladimir was kept banging on my door and trying to get inside, and Blade was there to talk to him or should I say negotiate with his brother to let me pass cause I will be his soon-to-be wife. I sigh, since Blade confesses he completely changed. His more on showing his true feelings to me, I appreciate but still, I am not thinking to marry him. And now after 3 days, the seal was gone and Blade was about to make another one but here is his brother again. "Blade you have to give me that girl if you don't want me to forget that you're my brother" "Vladimir, I told you that I will not give you my fiance…"

The scent that didn’t just pull at my senses, it claimed them. I turned to Mike now, hopeful, sure this time he had felt it too. But he only stared back at me blankly, concern etched deep in his brow. ‘Find them,’ Blade urged, his voice more alive than I’d ever heard it. He was pacing in my mind, wild and restless. Blade had never reacted this way before, not to anyone. Not even to Lilian, my chosen mate. Not Irin either, who’d once tried to claim me through politics and persistence. With them, he was calm, formal and polite, at best.

I won't. Painful sobs tear from my throat as I hurl the blade away, burying my face in my hands. If I'd been a heartbeat faster. If I'd gotten to him in time. If only I'd been good enough. The last thing I hear him say is my name before he falls into spasms, his eyes slowly losing the human in them. And I just grip onto him with my entire body, feeling his heat turn colder. "Live." I murmur, voice weak. "Fight it, Ezra. Aren't you the Firstblade? Will you really lose to this? I've been with you long enough to know better than that."

Refusal will result in immediate termination. Some choice. My hand trembled as I reached for the folder. My fingers brushed against the cool, smooth leather. This was it. The moment I became more than cannon fodder. The moment I became a player in his sick, twisted game. I opened the folder. On top of the stack of papers was a single sheet, a rider to the main contract. It was short, only one line, typed in stark black ink. The Omega, Zhan, agrees to be exclusively bound to the Alpha, Huo Yan, for the duration of the production, in all matters professional and private.

*Kieran* The moment Blanca starts naming names, I know we’re in for it. I want to tell her to be more vague, but I also don’t think it’s a wise decision to be secretive right now, and we still don’t have the mind-link. I was an idiot for not believing she was my mate and going ahead with the ceremonial shit before. Now, it might cost our lives. She says my last name, and everyone in the whole damn–whatever the hell this is–freezes. She says Blake’s name, and the Luna almost passes out.

He strolls to the bar, to help himself with a glass of whisky. “I also need that, man,” I rise from my seat and amble toward the bar, grabbing a glass. “Your Beta is the least of my worries, and trust me when I say we can never get along. I hate old fashion men like him,” sliding my glass toward Alpha Arthur for him to pour me some drink. “Well, you two will someday sort out your differences. So tell me,” Alpha Arthur hands over my glass of whisky to me, “Why can’t Alpha Blade have a Luna? What was it he committed?”

"Someone helped me treat this place before. A woman." I picked up the knife and a piece of cotton. For some reason, my fingers felt unsteady, a faint tremor I couldn’t immediately suppress. "Turned out she was a twenty-year-old girl. An Omega and..." My heart skipped. He knew. "She is my new Luna." The knife nearly slipped from my grip, but I tightened my hold around it, forcing control back into my fingers. "What do you think about it, Violet?" "That’s a lot of coincidences."