Blitzo And Stolas Novels & Stories

The professor announced them, Mia, as usual, yawned and tried to focus on what he said. The door slammed, Mia couldn't open her eyes correctly as she saw the blurry figure of a man, he came up to the podium and cleared his throat. She still couldn't see the suspicious guy, Noah looked at him with shock, he turned over to Mia who narrowed her eyes. "My name is Blaze Vasilis." He presented himself. She closed her eyes and repeated his name, numerous time. Blaze Vasilis. Blaze Vasilis. "Blaze Vasilis!" She thoughts and jumped off her chair, making her fall back.

Maggie grunted, stepped forward and grabbed her by her long red mane. “AHH!” Valeen yelled as she swung her fists in the air. “Let go!” Maggie swung her around by her red mane with both hands tightly secured to her scalp. “I couldn’t find the toilet brush, but I guess this messy bush will do.” “Oh, God! You wouldn’t dare!”

As he stood before Blaze, his voice trembled with a mix of anxiety and determination. "Blaze, I... I need to talk to you about something," Jonathan began, his words faltering slightly. "I've been approached by Lilith, and she... she has a plan to undermine Andy and get to him through Zoe." Blaze's gaze hardened, his eyes narrowing as he absorbed the weight of Jonathan's words. He knew the risks involved, the consequences of betraying their own. But he also understood the allure of power and the twisted desires that could corrupt even the strongest of hearts.

Somito said, his voice a low, dangerous growl. "Somito, wait for the sync!" Zilo tried to grab him, but the old cook was already moving. Somito didn't use a gun. He used the obsidian mace Sofia had given him. He swung it with a strength born of decades of manual labor and a newfound, sapphire-fueled vitality. The mace caught the clone in the side of the head with a sickening, crystalline crunch. The creature didn't scream; it hissed, its orange core flaring as it tried to stabilize.

I wasn't on the hunt for a mate like so many of my peers, I was quite happy to just take in the libations and watch the dancing flames. I watched as young wolves met and mingled, dancing and twirling as the night grew thick. I smiled as Torrance and Jack grew more and more enamoured, grinning further when I saw Beta Gideon and Leona mirrored on the other side of the clearning, dancing in unison. I of course felt the pang of grief as I recalled the last night like this, of dancing with Mains, of the relief of ignorance before the dirty secrets of the treaty were uncovered. But I mostly smiled, drinking in the last night of celebration until we emerged on the other side. "November is dwindling

“Don't wear anything underneath, and come in your slúttiest outfit.” “I'm not a whóre,” Thalia said. “You are my whóre.” Sandro corrected. He released his grip on her and let out a groan. “See what you do to me?” Thalia blushed as her eyes went downwards to his pants. His díck was straining against the blue denim he donned, and she wondered if it didn't hurt him as it looked hard. “Cheap whóre.” Blaze said through a mind link that connected him and Thalia alone.

... Another guy dismissed it. "Come on! Selena couldn't possibly know a bigshot like Lucien." "That's right. The Lutzs are loaded. No way they're playing house with her." A third guy pointed at Lucien, mouthing off, "Who are you? You think you can just sue us? We've got proof she abused the cat. And you knocked out one of our guys." I shot back immediately, "You're lying! I didn't abuse the cat. I saved it from the fire. Just because Joyce said so, you convicted me? She was holding the cat."

Blitz chuckled and addressed Keagan, seemingly amused by his skepticism. "You must be the Spectral Guardian, huh? Quite the peculiar name," he remarked, swiftly taking the can from Keagan's hand and popping open the lid. With a series of rapid blinks, Blitz appeared to savor the flavor of the energy drink, as if it enhanced its taste. He then returned the can to Keagan and tapped him on the shoulder.

"The same eyes… even down to the attitude. She was just as stubborn.” That strange, skin-crawling feeling returned. I swallowed hard, forcing out a small, breathless laugh as I yanked my hand free under the guise of tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "I suppose I take after her a bit. She is my mother after all.” Stolas didn't seem offended by me pulling away. Instead, he leaned in even closer. "You far surpass Willow," he murmured, his voice dropping so low that only I could hear it over the music. "In beauty, in grace, in spirit... Willow is a child. My son was blind to ever waste a second on her when he could have had you."

“You are the perfect radiator that melts my heart~” “Hah?” I inadvertently opened my jaw wide from the surprise. God, I don’t want to let Restia hear this. She’s the only special one to pull off such a line, right? With such a doubt lingering in my mind, I inadvertently look around. Kronos is wiping his foggy glasses with his blazer. Blaze is standing at his spot, glaring at me with his teeth gritted for some reason. He doesn’t seem to be affected by the cold at all, maybe it’s because he’s a fire elemental user?