Blaze X Tails Novels & Stories

Fire streamed from his jaws, a torrent of molten flame that smashed against the fox’s other tails, forcing the beast back with a furious shriek. The fox staggered but recovered instantly, its nine tails lashing like whips of pure energy. One slammed into Kade, hurling him across the clearing and carving a crater into the ground. Another tail shot upward, meeting Damien’s fire with a flare so bright it seared Sera’s eyes. Sera dropped to her knees, trembling, clutching her chest as her own hands sparked with that faint silver light again, wild, uncontrollable. Kade rose from the rubble, fur bristling, eyes blazing gold. His growl shook the ground. Mine to protect. He lunged again, claws catch

A pair of eagle-like wings also grew from his back. Blaze, the daughter of Nyx—the female personification of night—and Oreas—the purple-winged God of the north wind and God of winter, chilling the air with his icy breath, had the same skills as her father to freeze a certain creature with her cold breath. The reason why she had an unexplainable anger towards Jack is that their birth parent's powers are in contrast. Jack, the son of Apollo—the God of the sun—and Hestia—the Goddess of Hearth or fireside, has the ability to use flame magic, and his spear could also burn anything that touches it. Blaze now wears armor that is freezing cold. Her armor is now made with ice; her hair remains white

Then he fainted. -------- When Blaze opened his eyes, he was already lying on a soft mattress in an elegant room. He suddenly got up when he recalled what happened to him. He looked out the window and saw beautiful maple trees and colorful flowers, where leaves and petals were swaying through the gentle blow of the wind. He could also see the forest on the other side. Seeing the breathtaking scenery, he realized that the house was located somewhere in the mountains. However, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, Blaze had no energy to appreciate it. His tears coursed down his cheeks, thinking about their pack, especially his family.

I looked down at the gorgeous dress she had picked hoping who ever her Alpha was that this wouldn’t give him the wrong idea. I smiled when she stepped back out into my room, the dress fit her perfectly. We ended up sitting in front of my mirror as she did her makeup and we talked about school, her favorite classes were dance and art. She absolutely loved Selena and had choregraphed a dance to one of her songs for her final class. Their school had already ended and she graduated a month before it’s why she was able to come with on this trip. It seemed like time was moving slowly but I looked and we only had twenty minutes before the packs should be starting to show up and suddenly, I felt a w

Past in Axons POV I go by the name of Axon Blaze, and I am a freshman at the University of Stanford. Unfortunately, my life is anything but average for a college student. The truth is Axon Blaze is not my real name. It is an alias I use, so no one knows who I am. Thanks to my father and his powerful enemies, I have to hide.

But these two had different vibes. “You’re also lying, aren’t you?” Rain said. Theraphosa gasped but she remained stern. “What do you mean?” “You said you can read our minds. If so, you should know that we can escape fairly with ease but you don’t, and your reaction proves it. [Blaze]!” Rain casted a spell from his hand and flames burned away the threads. “No hard feelings, okay?” Rain dashed forward with his sword ready to swing. TWANG!

"If you say so, then... fine. We'll try to talk to him." Blaze only hums, his finger gently tracing the rim of his abandoned glass and his gaze stuck on the way it moved. He wasn't sure why, but he just couldn't bring himself to look her in the eye. It felt tense, strained, as if doing so would lead to something to break. So, he avoids it. He clears his throat, casting his sights to the floor beneath his feet as he braces the sofa, prepared to stand and set off on their new mission. "Great," he murmurs, rising. "Let's go and find him then, shall we?"

It was a dark skyed night, quite around, with the faint bustling of the city that lay in front of her eyes. The lights from the city were like fireworks that seldom exploded. Somehow they gave Alethia a sense of reality, though she found them beautiful enough to fantasize about something else. But she didn't fantasize about anything. Rather she sighed deeply and drew the blind down, then she walked back to her bed and sat on it.