Blaise Slytherin Novels & Stories

Blaise breathed out, obviously in an awkward manner as he looked back and forth between Queen Elisa, Zillah and Ciaran who were stunned along his friends the moment he called the queen "mother" Vivien's knees nearly buckled, Theo quietly supporting her by her elbow. Neptos leaned backwards with a scrunched eyebrows. Now that Blaise was near the three royalties. They indeed looked similar. Why didn't they noticed it before? "Zeph..." Ciaran didn't know what to say. He looked at Chloe. "This is Blaise Kelsey?" Even Jared has a surprise registered in his face. No one in their group of friends thought that the carefree, silly guy with Healing ability was the first prince Zephrain.

I nodded, “Me too.” I then turned to one of the boys who had black hair like mine, but brown eyes and a chiseled jawline, “What is your name?” He shrugged, “I’m Blaise. I’m sixteen and a warlock. I was raised by my biological father. He always told me my mom is a bitch, but I never believed him.” I laughed, “Well, at least you got to know your father. I have no clue who mine is.”

He smiled at us, revealing his bloody lips as blood trickled down the edge of his lips. Suzy closed her eyes and started chanting incantations, she controlled every molecule present in the air and directed it towards the map to have a lead of some sort but instead, the map caught fire-- every part of it leaving nothing but burnt ashes on the table and burnt-out candles. "How is that possible?" I stood up immediately not understanding how and what went wrong. "It is simple actually, he is cloaked by magic. After all, he is a powerful warlock that won't do anything to stay anonymous considering the fact that he has upset a powerful family." Suzy raised her brow and grinned at everyone present.

Stefan Malfoy. "Layzal Claudius should be your name. Don't forget!!" I snapped as I rested on the couch. Madamé Elisabeta had pushed it through. I knew the clan won't turn down my request of bringing in Layzal because they also wanted same thing. "Hahaha…" Layzal [djinn] laughed hard as he gulped his chilled vodka. "Can you not be pathetic by underestimating my capabilities??" He scoffed as he leaves a thudding sound with his cup.

“She was my friend before I met you. If you wanted to be loved by me, having good chemistry with her would be the best. But, you are the worst bully that I know in this school, and yet you expect me to fall for a woman like you. Who does that?” “Even the Alpha Prince loved her sister who bullied her worst….” Ava uttered, sounding pitifully. Tyrion smirked. “Do I look like the Alpha Prince? What if you approach her sister and convince her to stop bullying Eden…..would you die?” That was unexpected of Tyrion. The whole student was watching, and yet he couldn't control his anger before them. If this reaches the Alpha King or even to Prince Geralt, he might be expelled from his duty as the Princ

"Bring him home sometime. You speak so highly of him. I would like to meet him." * * * "Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

Again, they all were aware of this, and yet they all grumbled against it. The line was moving, and Kilvic was moving with it. In his three weeks in the academy, he’d unsurprisingly made no new friends. He’d learned the given names of some of his classmates though. Sharmin was heir to the noble family of the Vloodless, the only mage family capable of blood magic, and Nasrine, was named Castrel. He’d grown to greeting terms with a mouse of a boy named Janic and a girl from Ariadne’s hall who was as tall as Moss but slender as a fox, named Faraniel. The names of the others were as important as those of his hall members, and he found he only often recalled them when they were of immediate requir

Aidan watched them in total awestruck by this spectacle, unknowingly this fight etched inside his brain. Meanwhile, Sly changed into a black dragon, copying the dragon in front of him minus the color while being assisted by Ajiad and Yusoff. Unlike Ibrahim and Liliana, Sly wasn’t exactly struggling but he still didn’t have the leeway to finish this battle earlier than he originally thought. Although he already smelled King and Double, he still couldn’t look away to see where Shadow was because of how tough his opponent was. A small Elementalist nudged him on his cheek and tilted their head. It was the rock Elementalist call by Ajiad.

He looks like he’s trying to breathe through his mouth and not his nose, leaving me to assume he finds the scent off-putting, too. Tasha nods. “It’s not exactly the same, but it’s similar enough that whatever they’re from are definitely the same species if not the same…things.” She says “things” in a tone that projects both disgust and bewilderment. “Alpha!” I hear Channing call as he approaches with Blake and Serafina. It takes just a moment before I realize he’s carrying a human over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Who do you have there, Channing?” I ask, feeling my mouth go dry and the sensation of my stomach dropping, fearing the answer.