Blade Villains Novels & Stories

If that ends up being the case, both he and Bree will have their hands full. “No, actually you stay. It would be good to get your take on this.” I saw as relaxes back into the armchair a bit, while still keeping his elbows on his knees, like he’s already planning a strategy for whatever is going on. He’s a lot like Jacob in that respect, I realize. Like Jacob, Dax, while an adult, is also still young and is determined to do his job well (which he always does), taking things very seriously as to not be looked upon as a pup. That’s when she arrives. The woman who taught me about compassion, taught me how to care for a pack, also taught me how to fight, and how to make the best damn chocolate c

“You are in league with the Russian hit squad?” Breed laughed at this. “Hardly.” “We know you had something to do with Blade disappearing. You hated him,” Wire repeated. Breed narrowed his eyes at Wire. “Yes, I do hate him. He is a fiend, a bad man all the way through. Dealing drugs to kids was one thing but taking kids to be sex slaves? Fuck, that is the lowest shit on this fucking earth!” He took a step closer to the men. “But if I were to take him out, it would be face to face, just him and me. With these.” He raised his fists. “You motherfuckers though. You wouldn’t understand that shit, would you? Face to face, man to man. I wouldn’t have that asshole swiped. No, what I really want is t

Blade said, gesticulating with his hands. Everyone watched him in silence. I also gawked at the monstrous tattoos that covered the overgrown ape's neck. "Rumors have been circulating about a rat in our mafia, Boss," Blade said while looking at me. Why the hell is he staring at me? I slammed my fist hard on the table, causing a loud thud. Two mature males cringed in their chairs. "Then find out who the rat is," I said with a sinister laugh. You are already dead if one of the men is here. Understood?

"That's the issue. I'm unsure if these are orchestrated by two different individuals or one person creating two different illusions to throw me off. I have a rival named Drax who's responsible for most of the actions, like spreading false rumours about poison in my wine. Then, there's another threat coming from an anonymous rogue bandit group. It's challenging to track them down because their identities and leaders remain unknown. They're a formidable force. They once infiltrated my clan, even our very pack house." "I remember that night. Can't you seek revenge against Drax or something? You have a strong security system, and I've heard Leo is skilled with computers." Blaise chuckled softly.

He's a top member of the Mafia clan and is part of the people who called the shot, as Linda had told her. Shit, she should have asked the woman if he was even the one who had struck the idea of hiring her or hiring himself as her assistant to watch her just like the watchdog he was. She better not call him that if he was present, or else she would be dropping dead just as he did with Mr. Fernando with no emotions whatsoever. Wasn't he even more devious than Blake Knight, as he had always claimed Blake was more dangerous? How dangerous could Blake be? He seemed like a pretty nice billionaire throughout her stay in his house. Hell, his place felt peaceful, unlike here.

She asked, impatient as she waited for him to elaborate. "Bruce a-and Layla Kingston. They're the leaders of t-the Panthers, The American m-mafia." She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Unfortunately, I don't have a clue of who they are." The woman grabbed another knife from the table and slashed multiple cuts on his chest, red blood oozing down his torso freely. Bella went around him and carved a heart on his bare back. It was her symbol; a signature, you could say. Each of her victims, alive or not, bared the symbol on their skin.

Her eyes were set on the person that I pointed at. "Oh." She turned to me, raising my eyebrows, "That's Ares Young." "Ares Young?" "Yeah. He's a billionaire, and he owns the White Claws team. Rumors said that he killed people before and got away with it." My eyes were about to pop out of its socket hearing it. My lungs suddenly decided to betray me by not letting me breathe properly. "We were warned not to mess with him before, and he's bad news." Too late, Jaz.

She screamed and hid behind him when she saw us. “WHO ARE YOU?!” Big Boss exclaimed looking back and forth on us. I take a good look at him. He looks like the same age as me. “It’s not for you to know.” Black Dragon answered pointing his gun to him. I gripped my own gun, ready to use it if needed. Big Boss is about to move while the woman positioned to run. Black Dragon spoke. “Move even an inch and I’ll blow your heads simultaneously.” His voice sounded cold and emotionless. I looked at him and was startled to see his face expressionless. He looked like a professional cold blooded killer. Big Boss and the woman froze. Black Dragon turned to the woman.

I ended it there because it’s Evander’s turn to speak. “Sometimes, the hardest battle to fight with, is our dark experiences. Sometimes, the loudest noise that we can hear is the chaos inside our head because we continuously hear those bad voices inside our head and sometimes, the worst villain we can encounter is ourselves. We are all fighting a silent battle – some might be tolerable but some might be severe” he stated. Now it’s my turn again.

Brand demanded. A low, rumbling growl emanated from Killian's throat at the other man's challenging tone. He pushed his Alpha power at the younger man until he stumbled backwards with a grunt. "You dare to order me, pup?" Brand lowered his head in supplication he did not feel. He'd play his part until Brodi was gone. Unfortunately, he needed Killian for this plan to work. It wouldn't do for him to be banished for trying to harm Brodi before his brother was driven to turn Berserker. He had to play this smart.