Blaze X Silver Romane & Geschichten

Just settled into himself, like he’d decided the exact amount of space he would occupy, and that was final. His eyes were silver. They moved across the room in a sweep that didn’t look like a sweep. They didn’t stop on me. I turned back to the front. The High Elder called the ceremony to order. The lights dropped except for the column of moonlight through the open ceiling—Blood Moon light, redder than ordinary and thick in a way that made the air feel different. Heavier. Like it was waiting. It moved slowly at first. I watched it find a pair across the room, a Delta male and a north-pack female, both going rigid before the gold thread pulled taut between them. The crowd made a soft sound. Th

POV: Valerian's Beast Silver. Threat. MINE. Pack. Protect. The silver wolf moves. Fast. Powerful. Must stop. Must kill. CHARGE. Bodies collide. Thunder. Impact shakes ground. Claws. Teeth. Fur and blood. The silver one strong. Too strong. Matches me. Blow for blow. My jaws snap. Miss. She twists away. Her claws rake my shoulder. Pain. Blood hot down my leg. Good. Pain is real. Pain is rage.

"She is living in hell but she is not broken, Yang" Damon looked out of the window towards the place where she slapped him. "There is a fire in her big eyes... They dazzle, they blaze and I want to test it... I want to snatch that fire from her eyes." He smirked evilly. "She will be my exception, my distraction!"

I was looking for was called the pink satin. Rich leers were said to stick to the part of the pleasure district. If I were going to give myself without love then I was going to make sure that it was with someone who had the money. Leers or non-humans tended to have money if they made it all the way into Rezzidel. As I walked I became aware of how over my head this situation was. Men were lifting the dresses of the women that they handed money to. Right there in the open. I kept Cedar's head facing me. I didn’t want him to be exposed to this. I couldn’t risk leaving him at the house and then mother coming back. I lifted my chin higher. I could do this. I tried not to make eye contact with an

Ava grins at my gesture and pulls out a chair for herself too. "What would you like to drink babe?" I drawl at Blaze and she gives me a look that says —'are you nuts?' Probably I just need an escape plan else I bask in the claws of Raleigh. "You are his girlfriend?" Raleigh asks Blaze and I squeeze her hands underneath the table, wordlessly begging her to play along. I sigh when Blaze pulls off her charming smile. "Hi I'm Bliss. . Bliss Carnap and you are?" "She is Raleigh, Raleigh Lockwood. . my highschool mate" I offer.

Seele stones ringed the ceremonial clearing, their glow soft and steady, humming with approval as if the land itself had decided to bear witness. I stood at the heart of it all, my hands trembling only slightly as I held Archer's. His eyes were on me and mine on him. He was dressed in silver and black, the mark of his lineage woven into his cloak, but stripped of the West's regalia. No crown or chains. Just the Silver Alpha standing before his mate.

He’s trying to test my capabilities or perhaps waiting for me to tire out. But if Vlad was waiting for him to tire out, that would be a stupid move. Silver was already huffing and panting, and each breath irritated his throat. In a matter of seconds, earth and dirt were showering everywhere. There were scorch marks and blasted out sections on earth. The majority of the trees had caught fire, and the number of stone formations had decreased. Silver dodged another follow-up bolt, which crashed against a huge stone formation behind him, causing a massive explosion. A small stone landed on his forehead at an incredible speed, drawing blood.

And she was behind us, with Caden behind her, and they were both bloody. "Take cover!" she yelled. Silver falls on top of Asher and me, his body increasing in size. We heard a loud boom! Followed by the sound of water making a dangerous splash. I looked down, and I could see the red water flowing. "Did someone blow up?" I asked, looking up at Silver, but he was more like a stone. I hit him in the chest, my heart beating. Is something wrong with him? Why is he a stone? I thought, still hitting him.

Please. *Answer me.* The Scorchmark *cracked.* Not breaking. *Opening.* A seam appeared in the black glass. Widening. And from within— *Light.* Not silver. Not red. *Both.* Intertwined. Spiraling. *Beautiful.* The light surged upward. Coalesced. And when it faded— A blade remained. Hovering above the crack. Waiting. It was *magnificent.* The metal was dark—almost black—but traced with veins of silver and crimson that pulsed like a heartbeat.