Blazing Angels 2 Novels & Stories

She fails to raise her hand and extend it to me as Blaze walks across the threshold to the front door, making this all seem pretty fucking realistic. Blazes' grip tightens around my thighs with every step he takes, “your tears are wasted on someone like your mother, Angel.” His voice is clipped with an underlay of gentleness to it that embraces my lady bits, setting them ablaze with arousal. “I.. I didn’t say anything.” I reply through gritted teeth, my gaze fixating on the ground as I concentrate on my breathing. “You didn’t have to. Your emotions are on full display with the black roses contaminating the front yard.”

I try to clarify but judging by her facial expression, I think it hardly left an effect on her. “You’re no different from those monsters, Blaze. I thought you understand me as a fellow human being but I am again proven wrong. “She smiles sadly while tears flow from her eyes uncontrollably. I wish the earth swallow me alive in this moment. I cause her pain and her tears and it’s killing me. “I beg you, Angel. I have never touched a woman after our marriage and it will only be you.” I say almost in a whisper.

Her betrayal stung, a bitter reminder of our mistake in sparing her life. “Let him up, but don't let him go.” Haven's command echoed through my mind, but Roxy remained frozen in place, unresponsive to the angel's words. Undeterred, Blaze repeated the order, his voice firm and authoritative. "Let him up, but don't let him go." This time, Roxy sprang into action, releasing her grip on me just enough to allow me to stand. However, she maintained a tight hold on my arms, effectively restraining me and rendering my magic useless. I stood, my eyes locked on Blaze, my mind racing with strategies to escape this precarious situation.

Her hellfire traveled through the ground, then shot up like a pillar, completely catching the third angel within it. A sharp agonising scream filled the skies. It shocked the angel facing Vanora so much that Vanora got a clean strike through her chest. As Vanora stared at the second angel falling to the ground, she realised that she was still glowing white. The agonising scream was also ongoing. She looked back at the angel who was convulsing on the floor in pain. When they made eye contact, the angel shouted angrily, "What a sadistic and cruel power this is! You're so horrible!"

Blaze had pushed through and I knew my eyes turned red. “Sylvia, I won’t hurt you.” I tried to touch her but she jumped off the bed and backed off into a corner of my room. “Your eyes, your eyes!” she cried. “Same as his.” “I’m not him, Angel. My wolf Blaze is angry at him, not you. I will make him pay; I promise you. When I am done with him, he will regret being born.” I couldn’t stop my canines from elongating. I had to get out before I scare her even further.

Angel said. Chelsea sighed. It was easier said than done, but she knew she couldn't leave Red. "Anyway, while we were at the mansion, I thought I should get Blaze so we could be ready to leave. So I went to the garden to get Blaze, but instead of a dog, I was greeted by a demon," she said seriously. After applying sunscreen to her friend, they went into the pool. "Which demon? One of the witches? Who was it?" Angel asked curiously.

"You have betrayed our trust, and now you face the consequences of your deeds." Anabelle barreled toward me, hands clenched into fists. "You think you can take everything from us? You're nothing without me!" she screamed, and the force of the Angel surged within me as I ducked her strike and evaded her approach. "Enough!" I shouted, voice ringing strong. "Not just my life! All of us! No longer pawns in your game!” A dynamic unity surrounding loud chants surrounded me with a pack aiming to counter darkness. "Blair! Blair! Blair!" they yelled once more without faltering. Even that minor glory was more than enough to show me Jayce and Anabelle were on their way down.

"Don't be scared. I'll have someone take him away." I held his hand tightly as Colin's voice faded. Later, Lucien told me the story. It turned out Joyce racked up millions in debt abroad, and creditors came knocking. Colin cut ties with her, refusing to help. Bitter, Joyce set a fire while he slept. He was rescued but badly burned. Hearing about my wedding, he rushed to see me. He missed the treatment window, and his legs were ruined. I was shocked, thinking how hard this must be for Lauren.

He assured him even though he looked nothing near fine. Bellona rose and dusted her clothes, her eyes still blazing with anger. "I may be your mate but we'll never be together. I hate you with everything in me and I won't rest till I avenge my parents." She declared and then strode to the bathroom and banged the door loudly when she entered.

With a dull boom, dazzling fireworks exploded across the night sky, shattering into millions of starlights before slowly falling away. The shifting light painted Victor’s profile in flickers of brightness and shadow, like something out of a dream. He wrapped his arms around me from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder as he murmured, “Do you like it? I prepared this just for you.” I stared at the brilliant yet fleeting display, and an uncontrollable sadness hit me. This grand beauty felt just like the time I had with Victor; it was gorgeous but destined to disappear.