Blade X Reader Novels & Stories

The breeze from outside grew colder, brushing across my skin. "He-Help!" He extended his arm toward me, his fingers trembling as blood continued to spill between them. Instead of answering, I grabbed the water bottle I kept on the floor and drank from it slowly. While my eyes remained on him. Sharp and cold. This was Ross Drake, the notorious Alpha who bought Omegas and poor she-wolves from different packs' black markets and made them his muse for his paintings. After painting them nude, he assaulted them before slitting their throats mercilessly.

“It’s not human. It’s… something else.” “It doesn’t matter what it is,” Cruz snapped, voice low but fierce. “It won’t touch them. I won’t let it.” The figure swirled around, claws flashing, faster than the eye could follow. It struck Blade’s arm again, cutting a shallow gash. Blade grunted but stayed upright, knife flashing as he countered. Cruz fired again, bullets grazing its form, sparks flying in a chaotic dance. I hugged our daughter closer, whispering, “Stay calm… stay calm…” But my heart hammered. Every second stretched, each movement unpredictable.

The familiar weight settled into his grip like an old companion. For a moment he stood perfectly still, letting the quiet settle around him. Then he began. The blade moved through the air in slow, controlled arcs. Steel cut through the morning mist. Again. Again. Again. Each motion was deliberate. Measured. His breathing fell naturally into rhythm with the movement of the sword. Training had always been the only place where Adrian’s mind truly quieted. The past faded. The memories of the borderlands, the hunts, the bloodshed—they all blurred into the background.

Blade looks between us and he looks to Hunter and asks, “You know where I live, Alpha?” He nods his head, “I have a general idea.” “If she ever wants to see Raya then bring her there. Right now, we’re on a time restriction and this is too distracting. Deal?” Hunter looks to Blair who is practically trembling as if she’s a leaf about to fall off the tree in the fall. He looks back at Blade and nods, “Deal. Thank you.” Hunter puts his arm around Blair and leads her back towards the woods. She seems like she’s in too much shock to argue with him. Blade turns back to Arthur and asks, “Can we go inside?”

He has to be strong for her. — Chase stretched out his two hands after he completed the assigned task that his boss made him do. He then took his phone to check if there was a message from his boyfriend, but there was none. Chase is gay, but it's not obvious because he has a handsome body. He is tall, handsome, and has fair white skin. The curve of his face is so perfect, from his thick eyebrows to his brown dazzling eyes, to his high-bridged nose, down to his heart-shaped kissable lips, enough for the girls to fall for him. Unfortunately, he is not into girls.

Well, it'll also be a good sight to watch, to see Malik have mercy on Alexei, sparing his life. Despite Alpha Alexei's newfound blindness, he still gathered himself together and tried to fight back, like his counterpart had been doing since the battle began. His instincts and training took over. But it was no use. Malik, the cruel and sadistic Alpha werewolf that I grew to know, had mastered the art of fighting in the dark, and he began to run circles around Alexei, taunting him with every move.

The Reader stumbled backward. Their faceless hood twisted violently, body bending in impossible angles. “You’re not supposed to hesitate!” they gasped. Liora clutched the book to her chest. “Then maybe this isn’t the final chapter.” “You can’t stop what’s been written,” the Reader hissed. “You can’t outrun the ending!” The floor cracked beneath them, Not ground, But text, Pages of her life peeling apart like skin, And rising from between them, Was a figure made entirely of titles. No face, No features.

I replied. "And how would I know that?" Blade raised a brow. I sighed before answering "You must've read so many books. I'm sure you can find me one you think would pique my interest!" Blade thought for a moment and looked at the books before picking out the one with dark blue cover and yellow-gold writings. "This should do!" he said as he handed me the book. "Thank you!" I said and looked at the book. I decided to look around the library even more, trying to find books from other genre that might interest me.

I’d cut my ears off, cut out my eyes if it meant I didn’t have to see or hear any of this and just– “Get up.” I open my eyes wide. Blake is standing a few feet away, cloaked in black, his violet eyes misty and bright in the darkness all around him. His voice cuts through the agonized screams of my mom, Chessie, and Austin as I stare at him. “You’re–you’re not real!” “You have to get up, Lexa, please,” he hisses, glancing around. He extends a hand but then thinks better of it, and his powers seem to dim before he reins them back under control.

Blake, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up, his voice tinged with vindictiveness and mercilessness. "Whether you like it or not, Blake, Luna is your destined mate and..." Bryan began to say, but then again, Blake was the Alpha, and Bryan was his Beta, his right-hand man. Blake moved closer to him, prying Dacy's hand from Bryan's grip, and with a deep and violent glare into Bryan's eyes, he spoke with a thundering voice. "Luna will never, and I repeat, never be my Mate!! She will never be worthy of that position. So, Bryan, if you cherish your life as my Beta, I suggest you watch your words!" Blake warned, his piercing and icy stare fixed on Bryan.