Blades X Heatwave Novels & Stories

he instructed, his voice steady but firm. His team immediately complied, scanning the surgical site with careful precision. Every vessel had to be examined, every stitch secure. Even the slightest uncontrolled bleed could turn into a catastrophe. Marcus observed as his assistants moved efficiently, scanning for leaks, ensuring that no silent danger lurked beneath the surface. The seconds stretched, but soon, the verdict was in—no active bleeding. The bypass held perfectly. It was time to close.

The first blow struck like a winter storm breaking through glass. The corridor lit with flashes of fire and frost, steel and skin, scream and silence. Emma swung her Emberblade in a wide arc, the edge slicing through the nearest frost-cloaked soldier’s mask. The heat was instant—the creature didn’t bleed, it evaporated, turning to vapor with a hiss. Steve’s blade slammed down into another attacker’s shoulder, driving it to the ground. “They’re not wolves,” he snarled. “They’re not anything natural.”

"I thought you were going to tell me more about your little project! Come on, keep talking!" "I am going to peel the skin from your face for that." His voice dropped into a dangerous, vibrating register that made the air itself seem to tremble. He swiped his left hand through the air, and three sharp, purple psychic blades materialized, launching straight at my chest with deadly precision.

Emma stared at her laptop screen, cursor blinking at the top of a blank document titled "Heat Between the Lines - COMPLETE REWRITE." Three days had passed since Jake's devastating critique and his ultimatum about rewriting her entire romantic arc with authentic emotion. Three days of false starts, deleted paragraphs, and the growing certainty that she had no idea how to write the kind of vulnerable, honest romance Jake was demanding.

But because my sister, Raven Webster, thought Snowviper was too terrifying to look at, she stole Blazewing for herself. A month later, the whole world turned hotter, and the heatwave apocalypse began. Snowviper's power, just like his name, could lower the temperature within ten feet of him, creating a living shield against the burning world. Blazewing, on the other hand, carried the opposite—heat and fire. Raven took Blazewing, but she died of heat stroke in the heatwave apocalypse, while I survived thanks to Snowviper's cooling power. In her final moments, Raven was convinced I had stolen her husband. She whispered poison into Snowviper's ear, and he killed me.

Massive burning blades screamed through the air, slicing downward with enough force to split mountains. Jagged laughing shards of glasslike energy spun wildly, waves of black fog, thorned vines as thick as a man’s arm, daggers dripping with poison, long obsidian spears, and arrows of moonlight that turned anything they touched to stone, all rained down like a deadly storm. Every strike came at once and the hall was soon turned into a storm of blinding light, fire, shadow, and steel.

Mira rushed towards her, grabbed the candle holder from the hallway and smashed it on the man's face as he tried to pounce on them. He screamed when a glass pierced in his skin. Durga gasped in horror when he stabbed the air furiously as he wasn't able to see anything. The girls stepped back from him but there was another man behind them. Mira smashed another candle holder and smacked his head before kicking him off the stairs. When Damon entered the house he saw what was happening upstairs, he rushed towards the girls and Durga gasped when grabbed the man from behind and sliced his throat with his own knife. Durga froze in her place when the blood sprawled on her face and white dress.

The blade goes over my skin, drawing blood, but I barely feel it as I look into Leo’s gorgeous amber eyes. “BEAST!!! THEY’RE COMING!!!” Axe comes barreling through the woods, covered in blood.

Alex said as he moved out of the waterfall. He set me on the ground after we reached the land. BOOM! There was a huge explosion causing me to stagger backward. Alex held me preventing my fall. Huge clouds of vapor erupted clouding our vision. The temperature rose higher and higher till it had reached a scalding level. Alex enveloped us in a shield of energy to protect us from the impact of detonation. When the clouds finally cleared there was nothing left. The waterfall had vaporized and the Fire Cube had vanished. It was as if there never had been a waterfall before.

The blade narrowly missed the Luna, and Lucianne pulled Sylvia and Emilia out of the hall before peering through the doorway. The guys joined them. Xandar noticed her injury, and immediately placed his hand over the already-healing wound to heal it faster as he asked, “What are we looking at, Lucy?” “Silver blades are being thrown from a higher level. But they don’t seem to be targeting me. One went for Sylvia, and another two went for Emilia.” Lucianne explained. When Lucianne was healed, Christian and Phelton walked through the doorway. Xandar made his mate promise to stay behind with the other wolves as he went into the room to join the Duke and warrior. The wolves watched them from where