Blake Belladonna Fanart Novels & Stories

I forced my eyes open and saw not the familiar water stain on my ceiling, but a massive, gilded mirror staring back at me. And in the mirror was a stranger. Well, not a total stranger. The face was mine, but it had been put through some kind of pretty-boy filter. My jaw was sharper, my lips fuller, and my eyes… they were the same, but they held a delicate, almost ethereal quality that screamed "Omega." This was the face of the idiot from the novel. The face of the cannon fodder.

Jade's POV He's been staring at me for the longest, and that hard on... shouldn't he take care of that already? "Blake..." I moaned his name again, trying to entice him even more. What's wrong with Adam? Why is he just laying here while I do all the work? He used to be good, this used to be good but after I kissed Blake-- I know it sounds cliche but after that kiss, I've been wondering what he's like in bed, is he rough and persistent or sweet and soft? Is he the type to whisper how beautiful I am or will he call me his dirty little slut while he fucks me? I want him so bad, oh so bad.

Then Belladonna proceeded to write to other villages, sending out drawings of Aniya, Arlo, and the despicable shape-shifter. Promising a very attractive reward for anyone who had any information on them, or anyone who could bring them to her. For Arlo and Aniya, she made sure to state that they had been kidnapped by the shape-shifter and she needed them alive. Every other information she could provide to ensure they were found, she did provide. For the Lycan, however,it didn't matter to her if he was brought to her dead. ___ ___

Such scenarios are rare with werewolves, usually a werewolf is the one who will choose who want them to be mate but there are instances where the soul of each other is immediately bonded and Art is one of them. "B-but Miller, I can't let you die here if I can do anything to save you!" Art shouted, he wouldn't let him die if he knew there was still a way. "But--" A loud slapped stopped Miller to speak. "Shut up!" the man looked at Art again, "Come to me, Art you are in exchange for his life." The man said and smirked as he reached out his hand to Art. Art bit his lower lip and slowly walked closer to the man, some stopped him but he just smiled at them and finally reached for the man's hand.

I say, for him to get over the stupid possessive things I can feel coming out of him and his wolf double. Ragnar steps forward. “Belladonna is the only thing in the whole world for which there is no cure. They make it from grass grown from dead wolves. It's unnatural and the gods can't help it. I am really sorry. “No,” I whisper, a sob breaking from my lips.

Bellamy whimpered as he sliced through the last symbol. With the patch of skin removed, Bellamy snapped his fingers again and crystal decanter containing a blue liquid appeared in his hand. He slowly poured the liquid over the wound on Lissa’s chest making the skin underneath sizzle as tendrils of smoke rose from the wound. Her ear-piercing screams rang throughout the room again. Bellamy hissed as the liquid splashed up, burning his hands, leaving behind bright red blisters. Once the decanter was emptied, he placed his glowing hands over the place where the branding had been and began to mumble an incantation.

Suddenly, the person disappeared. “Miss me?” a voice asked from behind him. He turned slowly and his eyes came in contact with Bellona's red one. She wore a black short trouser, with a golden armor covering her upper body. Her now black hair is tied in a bun. Her skin is looking so healthy and milky, her cheeks so rosy. She looked like she was just coming back from a vacation. Kane was shocked. The last time he saw her she was looking so pale and unhealthy, but now she looks totally different. How did her hair turn black and how did her purple eyes turn red? She was looking so much like Selene. Kane was speechless and confused.

I giggled. "No that's no- fuck it just do it after." She said and cut off the link. Damn, she must be really furious. "This is going to be fucking interesting." Noah said as he leaned on the wall behind us. "Yeah..." —————————————————— "And this how the system immune is created, any question?" Blaze asked as the girls who he designated to be his assistant, stayed too close to him much to my displeasure. She was touching him, his strong arms. She can't fucking do that!

Countless archives and books in store similar to the ones in Blake's archives. Massive pictures drawn by hand of past members. Blake's eyes go wide and his mouth pursed partially open as he comes across three beautiful women. The middle one, a picture of Selene dressed in a beautiful blue gown, her hair brown and eyes full of light as she always has. Harou's mouth forms into a smile as he sees Blake's reaction. "Oh! Lady Elena. I bet you miss her right? You and her have always somehow made it back to each other. The love you and her share has

The diameter of each flower is about ten inches. "Hmm, not bad. Maybe it is enough." Kaleela then give a check on her list, "Okay. So bat's wings is compatible with goblin's teeth. Should I add dandelion's root too? Hmm. How about the pesticide? An ounce of Belladona's powder should be enough." She moves her hand so quickly until her handwritten was unreadable. Her cherry lip grumbling something as if she was chanting some spells. "Meow." A black cat pushed it body to her leg.