Blitzo X Emberlynn Novels & Stories

Ember, sensing the emotional shift, snuggled closer to Cathryn, her small hand grasping Cathryn's. Rylan's eyes dropped to Ember, his face alight with curiosity. "And who is this little one?" he asked, his voice gentle. Cathryn's smile broadened. "Ember, Rosalind's daughter. My granddaughter." Rylan's eyes widened, his breath catching. "A new generation," he whispered, awe etched on his face. As Rylan's gaze lingered on Ember, Cathryn saw the weight of responsibility settle upon him. The Lunar Pack's future, intertwined with Cathryn's family, began to take shape.

Then my eyes landed on Orion who was standing close to Alpha Cyrus sitting on the throne. "Orion, please," I whispered, hoping he would end whatever this was. Orion frowned deeply. "Six years ago, Stormclaw and Emberfang lived peaceably, each respecting their boundaries and territories," Alpha Cyrus began. "Unknown to us, the Alpha of Emberfang, Alpha Kellan, her father! was plotting to kill me," his voice thundered in the room and I shrunk. No, that's a lie! My father didn't do anything. I could feel the glares burn into my skin.

The sight that greeted me through the curtains caught my breath. Ember was there, her face flushed with pleasure, her body entwined with Elara's. Ember let out a loud moan as Elara bit her fervently, as if marking her. I stood there, a silent witness. I wished to turn away and give them privacy, yet my feet remained rooted. Enthralled by the spectacle, I didn't realize when the pail I was holding slipped. Ember and Elara paused, their gazes turning towards me, their expression alarmed.

... 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."

"Your research on Aether-flow is elementary at best. Destroying it would be like burning a child's finger-painting. It's beneath me." "You monster!" Emberlyn's temper snapped. The air grew hot as she channeled her Fire Core, her cornrowed lava hair roaring. A ball of orange flame materialized in her palm, heat singing the edges of a nearby rug. "I'll burn that arrogant look right off your face!" She lunged, flame roaring as she prepared to launch a Tier-3 incineration spell. I didn't move. Didn't blink. 'Glacies Surgat, Ignis Cadat.' I chanted, but not a single word left my lips.

“O-oh!” she shouted as she remembered the power he had, the strength to handle her like she was just a mere slip of a girl. Suddenly—she helplessly came. “Yes, Daze, thatta girl, come on my cock.” “Ahhh! She screamed and tilted her head back with ecstasy—as she did just that. Rand reached up and tweaked both nipples. “God dammit, Leather man! Have you no m-mercy in your s-soul?” She orgasmed hard as she tried to pull in another breath to cuss him out.