Novel & Cerita Blazing Angels 2

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.

The banshee fell to the ground, then began to shake and vomit thick, disgusting black blood. “Your blood does affect these things,” Aisha said. “This is incredible.” The banshee began to dry up, and I sighed. Out of nowhere, the river began to boil, people began to scream, and all the wolves fled the scene. It was clear that something really bad was happening, something very, very bad. But I never expected the sky to tear open and several angels, in battle formation, to fly toward the river. The banshees began to swim away, but the angels pierced them with arrows filled with divine power, and one by one they faded away with unusual brutality.

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!"

"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.

“Come on, baby girl, I want to pleasure you now.” They picked her up and gently laid her on the desk, “Check out this tight little cunt, Blaze.” They both had their digits up in there, stretching her, rubbing her clit. “Oh fuck yes,” said Remy. “Two bad boys to fuck me good.” Dennis’ tongue soon replaced his finger, then Blaze's head was down there too. “You taste like peaches, Remy,” moaned Blaze. “I need to get in there.” “Yes,” I groaned, thinking of his King Kong dick.

I hear my dad say before I slam my phone shut. I pull the covers over my eyes and picture my Mama's smiling face. Her beautiful grey eyes and blonde hair, I can imagine her just as beautiful as ever with her faded cotton gown walking through the grapevines. I know she's in a better place. It doesn't make it any easier or better. One thing for sure is I will keep my promise. From today forward, I will no longer be Benedetto Amato. I will only answer to Axon Blaze. My father is dead to me, and so is my beloved Mama. I will never go back to the family again, but I will have my revenge.

Ava told her. “Sure thing,” Veronica said, quickly handing Ava’s order to her. Ava spun around on her chair and looked out over the club. It was a Friday night and despite it being early, it was already packed. The rumours that if you were lucky, you could see angels dancing on the dance floor and the clubs special drink, Angel’s bliss, had caused a spike in its popularity. The fact it was said to be owned by the mafia added an extra hint of danger and excitement. When Ava felt relaxed enough and the music got to her, she got of her chair and moved out on the dancefloor. She had become used to dancing in the crowd and she trusted whoever was covering her to keep the men away. Ava let the mus