Blazing Bins Novels & Stories

Months bled into months until the madness finally fucking won. Elle’s ghost squatted in every corner of my skull, smiling sideways, blood on her teeth, that profile... I was one bad night from swallowing a bullet just to shut the bitch up. Light. Fire. Distraction. Every room Rafael Goldman breathes in has to burn or glow. If it doesn’t, I flick the French lighter Heavy Dupont, gold worn soft by my thumb. Every click of it, for my sanity. and watch the flame eat the dark.

They hit the ground. ​I watched in horror as the mercury began to seep into the tiny cracks of our sanctuary's stone. Everywhere it touched, the pristine, silver-flecked white granite of the Spire began to dissolve into a dull, grey, foul-smelling sludge. It was a Nano-Blight—a molecular weapon designed to consume the very foundation of our home from the inside out. The Architects weren't going to fight us; they were going to unmake the ground we stood on.

Yu Liang was silent for a while absorbing these fragments of information about the Dark BL system and some of the system's grand universe secrets. "Just reminding the Host, as it is a Dark BL world, the number of cards that can be used is limited. As it is a beginner world, the limit is 10 cards per day. In the other worlds, the number goes down until the last world that only a few cards can be used during the week" The Xiao Yao system warned in a very solicitous and very kind voice because she was afraid to irritate Yu Liang in the state he was in and was also a little sorry for the poor man.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

"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.

My soul is being ripped to shreds, I feel like I am dying a most excruciating death. My vision blurs, my soul continues being stripped. There’s a sudden howl coming from somewhere, and then my world goes completely dark.

Opal nodded, "Let me help you." Casey smiled, "Thank you." *** "Caramel plums?" June said as he took the bag full of crystalized plums and smiled softly at Apollo, "You remembered." "I never forgot anything about you." Apollo said. June blushed and looked away. They were walking down the busy streets where the preparation for the annual carnival was taking place. "Do you remember you left around this time of the year?" June said as he looked up at the strings of red lanterns hung house to house.

I raise my brow at him and he gives me a drop-down-turn-my-stomach gorgeous grin before draping his hands over my shoulders, pressing me to his side. "The day isn't over yet Blaze" he replies and urges us forward. My eyes catches a game in which the player has to shoot down bottles and win a prize. "What's that called?" I ask Zeke and he turns to the direction I'm pointing at. "Oh, the bottle stand?" "I think that's what it's called, can I play that?" "Let me play it, then I'd win the prize for you" Zeke offers and I glance at him. "Really?"