Blake Belladonna Fanart Novels & Stories

*Mature Content* This man was driving me up the wall with his teasing and my body was at its limit for the torture he was giving me, it was my turn now. I knew that my eyes had turned black earlier because my vision became so much clearer, and the devilish grin on Damien’s face told me that my hair was turning black now too. “Oh, you demon,” I said before I flipped us and got on top of him, surprising him, but he still had a smile of approval and his eyes had turned black, he was enjoying his teasing.

The water splashed the ink all over but there was supposed to be sign of the whirlpool. “ Children let's go in. " Queen Minerva beckoned on her children but Bellamy kept on wailing. “ Bellamy please stop crying. You'll paint another one tomorrow. " “ No. I want my unicorn!" Bellamy screamed. Her eyes turned red immediately and Queen Minerva gasped. “ Bellamy control your anger. Remember you're mummy's perfect girl. " Queen Minerva said calmly and Bellamy screamed. “ Sebastian go call your father. Archer try to calm her down with your powers. "

I could feel her slipping further away, her mind clouded by the insidious influence of Blaze's dark arts. Blaze's voice dripped with sadistic amusement as he sneered, "I never thought the great Raphael Kane would have a weakness... especially not a Human." His smirk was a razor-sharp slash across his face, and I responded with a low, menacing growl, my anger simmering just below the surface. Blaze continued to taunt me, his words designed to provoke.

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"

Xaden’s hands settled on my hips, holding me still between them as he dragged open-mouthed kisses up the side of my neck. They eased my T-shirt up carefully, mindful of the healing wounds. I lifted my arms as much as I could. The fabric pulled away, leaving me bare from the waist up. The cool air touched my skin for only a second before Xaden’s hands covered my breasts, squeezing with firm, possessive pressure. Teiran broke the kiss to look down at me, his eyes dark. “Still so responsive,” he murmured. Xaden’s thumbs circled my nipples until they tightened.

“She tried to fool me and make me believe with all her lies. She thinks I was stupid but I wasn’t… you want to know the name of the girl she cheated with?” Her aura is starting to change. She’s slowly shifting to her bitch face. “Her name is Chelsea and I am looking at her now” “You must have been mistaken” “Am I? My bad. Was it not you?” She’s seriously creepy now. Her emotions are quickly shifting. “It was still clear to me how you two kissed on that secluded date…” “You knew?” “Of course!! You see… I have great obsession with my properties… and you’re just a parasite between us”

" I paint vigorously as the song plays. I'm desperately trying to get the image out of my mind onto the canvas. My brush travels across his chiseled jawline. My colors hold his textured blonde color in a lock of hair that hung in his face while the rest was pulled back. My shadows play with the rippled muscles under his shirt. I let the music inspire me as I paint the pale blue eyes staring at me. His tanned skin looks almost like I could reach in and feel it. The image in my mind comes alive in the painting. My painting. "Bastian." I whisper as I add tiny dances of light to his face. "Oh, that's lovely." I whip around and my mom is standing. I huff out a breath. "You scared me." She giggles

I still didn’t bother talking with her, my eyes were fixed on the carving in his chest. It was ugly and crudely done but there was denying what it was – it was an image of a one-eyed wolf with two devilish looking horns – the exact symbol of the Balt pack. I turned to look to at Ted, he was looking right at me, “Alpha Blaine did this!”

Her trembling fingers held her folds open. Swinging the spoon over, Wade carefully ladled the sticky sweet concoction down along her open slit. Shivering, Kanda had never felt such a sensation. All warm and thick along her sensitive parts. It hit her in that instant that there were many firsts for her over the last couple of weeks with this man. Her attention then focused on the Sexy Syrup Dispensing God above her. His lips quirked up in a gratified smirk as he sat for a moment gazing at her ‘opened hood’ while he painted her lady parts with syrup.

He says as the doctor comes in. “Trevor, stay here with your cousin. Alpha Cain, please show me where they are grown. We might have a bigger problem than just these two.” I emphasize, trying to reiterate how important it is to find the source. Belladonna is deadly to every species, but more so for werewolves. Even the smallest amount can kill us. I can smell it, but for most, it is scentless. Thank you, Infinity!