Blazblue Crossover Fanfiction Novelas e Histórias

I didn't even know when my eyes gathered with tears and they rolled carelessly from my eyes He stared at me intently and said “ Isabella Cross, I will marry you to fulfill the alliance contract, going back on it will deem my position in the clan. And before you get your hopes high, let me make something clear to you. You will never be my Luna and you’ll never be my mate. You mean absolutely nothing to me. His voice was cruel and there was a snarl on his lips. “ Reject me, set me free!” I yelled at him

“Ouch! Fine, I won’t say anything anymore. Just start.” “Alright. Don’t move.” Blue nodded silently. Katleya began applying betadine with a cotton bud. She gently touched the lower part of his lip with her finger. Blue smiled as he stared at her up close. Her chocolate brown eyes drew him in, her lips were pink and inviting, her lashes long, her eyebrows naturally thick, and her nose perfectly shaped. “You don’t like Miss Cruz because?” Katleya asked with a laugh. Blue smiled. “You noticed? She’s just so grumpy! Thinks she’s the boss. Grrr!”

. Prince Cassian staggered back through the shards of broken glass, his cerulean armour dented and smoking from the brute force of Caelum’s blow. Violet blood trickled down his chin, staining his pristine collar. His eyes, once arrogant and cold, were now wide with frantic, unadulterated panic.

Elara and Lyra looked at each other. A third message appeared. FINAL PROTOCOL AVAILABLE. MERGE. Elara's heart stopped. Lyra whispered, “No.” The First Creator smiled. “One daughter creates.” He looked at Elara. “One preserves.” Then he looked at Lyra. “Together, they become something greater.” Elara stepped backward. “What happens if we merge?” The First Creator's smile widened. “You become the new beginning.” Auren suddenly moved. “Don't listen to him.” The First Creator attacked. Auren blocked the strike.

What the actual hell? "Don't call her a dumb br—" Cyrus began, but Blayze grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back onto the road separating the two businesses. "And what the hell were YOU thinking!?" Blaze's eyes bored into Cyrus's. "Crossing into enemy territory? Shifting in front of a nonaffiliated HUMAN?!" "They were hurting her," Cyrus said sternly. "Oh Jesus' tits," Blayze said, throwing his arms up. "Some girl shakes her a** at you, and you're smitten."

Certain that he had won years’ worth of chasing. And he has. My heart collapsed. “I have you now, Love…” There was dark promise in his blue eyes. THE END To be continued in ‘Blaze’. Now ongoing for Tier 3, here on P*****n.

I'm experiencing indescribable pain, my body aching, my soul crying out at the injustice of it all. I keep my head bowed and my eyes closed tightly, listening to the echoes of his clothes being adjusted and his belt being secured. Not even in my worst nightmares could I have imagined that he would assault me in this way. He crouches down beside me and runs his hands through my hair. The contrast between his tender touch and the brutality of what he just did makes me want to stab him to death. This is classic Blaze, the ability to switch between violence and affection in a heartbeat, keeping his victims constantly off-balance.

They teased him for what they perceived as a failure to assert dominance over his Lunari mate, failing to comprehend the profundity of their connection, the depths of their symbiotic bond. These thoughts, however, never once found purchase in Bleu's own mind. He saw himself as no less a male for the unconventional nature of their union. He understood that in times of peril, he was more than capable of being Hazel's shield, her protector. Their bond transcended the confines of titles or power dynamics, a love that knew no bounds, an unspoken truth that resonated within the depths of his soul. For Bleu, this was the cornerstone of their existence, a truth he held close, a beacon that guided hi

She shouts. “Where does it look like? Now Blaze. Tell me what I want to know.” I state, taking me attention away from her. Blaze curses, but ultimately agrees. Taking the chair across from me and sitting down. He places his gun in holster at his side, as he turns to look at me. “To understand everything, you need to know more about us.” Blaze begins. And thankfully the slut remains silent for once. “Scarlett is my cousin. Her mother is my father’s sister.” Blaze confesses.

Happiness is a choice we make, like how to wear our hair, or having coffee with breakfast and tea at night. Blaze Vasilis. Heyyy guys! So I just wanted to add to something right there, I noticed a lot of comments about the male protagonist who is being controlling and close-minded person. Honestly I just wanted him to make him selfish and arrogant so that the female protagonist can change his way of treating woman into a proper human way. I'm pretty sure that you guys noticed how he's possessive of her and being jealous for little things that are barely nothing and the way he treats her friend. That's so not cool and it's horrible to do that! But now I think Blaze learned from his mistake an