Blaze X Silver Novels & Stories

With a primal growl, Blaze sheds his human form, the transformation seamless and swift as he emerges as a powerful, silver-furred wolf, his muscles coils with tension and his amber eyes blazing with determination. Emerging into the clearing, Blaze beholds the scene before him - the rogues, their eyes gleaming with malice, closing in on Alexa and Dexter, their fangs baring in a snarl of aggression. Without hesitation, Blaze leaps into the fray, his fur bristling with fury as he launches himself at the nearest rogue, teeth flashing in a display of primal dominance.

he said, laying me on the ground softly; the panic in his eyes was red hot. “It's the silver fire… you haven't learned to control it yet…” “What's the silver fire?” I asked innocently, gasping for breath. He placed his hand on my chest, trying to calm me down. “Just breathe…” he smiled. “The silver fire is an ancient power that can erase things from existence. Lila, listen to me…” he grabbed my cheek firmly. “You're no longer a girl; get that into your head. You're now a weapon of immense power…”

" I try to concentrate and see a Blaze figure in my head. I try to find out what Blaze sees right now...where his whereabouts...and what is how condition. I closed my eyes and concentrate harder...what I See .. is the same as what Blaze see .... And Blaze is seeing.. 'What the F.....!'

“What is that?” Blaze smiled. “It’s called a Montana Sky. It has lemonade, elderflower gin, and lavender syrup. Want a sip?” She offered it to Amerie, who hesitantly sipped. Her eyes widened. It was sweet and refreshing, and reminded her of a spring day. “Wow.” Amerie said. “I’m definitely getting that next.” Blaze grinned. “Careful. It’s almost as dangerous as my shop.” She winked. Amerie couldn’t help but laugh.

“Here.” “Are you proposing to me right now?” Seb asked as he excitedly collected the gift box. “You wish.” “That’s a relief then,” Seb let out a sigh of relief. “I want to be the one to propose to you.” “Would you just stop talking and open the box?” “Yes sir,” Seb nodded then pulled open the box to reveal silver bracelets. “Blue-” “I noticed you kinda wore bracelets,” Alex nervously scratched the back of his neck. “And ever since you forgot the one you usually wore in the hotel room, you just seemed to stop.”

She said dreamily making me groan and roll my eyes for the hundredth time since I stepped foot in her shop. "How much is that sandal?" I pointed to the gladiator sandals trying to divert the topic to something else. "Take your time sorting them out." She smiled at me. Apparently, Tracy was a genius in reading people's minds. "Fifteen dollars only." She smiled sweetly. We talked some more about nothing specifically but about Leddy and how he throws tantrums, about Mesh and Caesar and their obsession with work until we started fangirling about our obsession with the telenovela soap opera characters.

Rose let out an icy cold laugh “Only for my mate…other than that I would rather cut ‘em off with my twin blades than to even glance your way.” Her voice was icy cold and a fire danced in her eyes. The blonde lunged for her again only to be cut across the face from left to right with her swords making and X appear on his face. “You see…I don’t use just any plain old boring swords…these are pure silver…” she said as she placed a bare hand onto the blade “Thankfully for me…I was tortured with the stuff more than once…so now…it doesn’t really affect me as much…but I know those are hurting you bad…you can stop now, but then your face would look pretty with my X on it..”

His eyes blazed, no longer the cold steel-grey of a man, but the molten silver of something far older, far deadlier. The Queen hissed, her voice slithering with sudden wariness. What are you doing? Adrien rose to his full height, shoulders squared despite his wounds. His silver fire poured outward, surrounding him in a blazing storm. The air sang with its power, violent and pure, unlike anything mortal hands could wield. “I’m reminding you,” he said, voice a snarl of thunder, “that Liora Vale has two parents. And she is not yours.” He launched upward. The silver blaze carried him straight into the storm of gold. Their fires collided, roaring so loudly the ruins quaked, ash and lightning ripp

However, soon my stomach roiled violently. I bolted to the bathroom and vomited up everything I’d just eaten. The hollow weakness in my body dragged me back to that moment closest to death. I’d been tortured until I was barely alive. Afraid of answering to Daniel if I died, they called in a healer. She skimmed my test results, her brows knitting into a hard line. “Your silver poisoning has seeped into your bones, and your wolf soul is dormant. You won’t live long. “How long is your sentence? Three years? Perfect. You’ll die not long after leaving Silver Prison. No need to dirty the cell with your corpse.”

Let alone the tights and… I glanced at my feet… ballet flats? “That looks great on you!” “Huh?” I looked up at Logan, who was now buttoning up a dark blue polo shirt. I hadn't even seen him pull his own clothes out. “You were starting to spiral.” Silver said gently. “I took control just for a moment to break you out of the loop.” With those words, the anxiety that had started to grow at the missing time vanished like mist evaporating before the rising sun. Silver was just looking out for me like she always was.