Blitzo X Striker Novels & Stories

I didn't have time to spoon-feed my security members. Striker shot me a look. I smiled. Lorenzo would be getting a bonus for his work today. All good work was rewarded in this family. "Wraith sends his appreciation. Call back if you learn anything else." "Copy that, Striker. Spider, out." The call disconnected. Striker went over and got his phone. While it was still attached to the system, he hit another series of numbers. "Whistler," Alfredo answered. "Whistler, this is Striker. Alpha-one-zulu-five-delta."

Blaize voiced raised in anger. “We can still find another unlock booster. We have time.” She replied before she started walking in hopes of stepping on another unlock booster. “Are you really going to choose her and betray us, Ahrio?” Andrik shouted. Ahrio didn’t even look back when he started taking hurried steps towards Svetlana. She shook her head repeatedly and hid her bracelet behind her but Ahrio grabbed her wrist forcefully, pulling it close to his wrist where his bracelet is.

“B-ut I w-will…” “Yes, yes you certainly will.” He raised her back up and then down again. “Oh, Holy—” Her climax slammed into her. “D-dammit, R-rand!” He laughed as he did it again harder and faster, repeatedly. “I owe you this sweet Daisy!” he stated as he jack hammered into her with a glorious skill.

“What is the plan, my lord?” “You’ll see soon enough.” A wicked smile formed beneath the mask. "I never plays blind.” Unseen by them— A tiny mechanical fly clung to the wall, listening to every of their conversation. Inside his moving car, Striker listened to every word through the device. A slow smirk spread across his lips. “No one outsmarts me,” he murmured. “The son of Luca Roberto Gonzalez doesn’t lose.” He pulled out his phone and made a call. “Your little fly is impressive, Dominic.”

“Blade, out. Striker, you’re up. You know the drill.” I look at the one called Striker standing in front of me and size him up as he’s doing the same to me. He’s about my height, but leaner. He’s probably fast. I see a pretty nasty bruise on his left rib cage and a few other ones in random spots on his torso.

Kyle taunted him. "Victoria is a fucking bitch, una troia, while my true mate didn't had her first kiss, she waited for her mate instead of being a greedy slut, so don't say that she can't be confident because she can and I believe in her." Blaze said through his gritted teeth and left the restaurant, leaving his family in stupefaction. (A whore.) He sniffed to find his mate and smiled when he felt her close to the restaurant, he knew that she wouldn't leave him alone.

She looked down with desire in her eyes as he slowly filled her up and moaned as her head rolled back in pleasure. His every trust was powerful unlike last night, he wasn't gentle but dominating and wild. Her body jerked with each thrust and she screamed in pleasure. "That's my good girl, moan my fucking name!" He ordered as he rammed inside her. Mira struggled to breathe between his powerful jerks but wasn't complaining. He was holding her against the wall without any extra effort and it was just a glimpse of how strong he is. Her toes curled when she became breathless. "Damon_"

Ethan said. "I wasn't talking to you, Ethan. Okay?" She turned back to Emily. "Honey, we--" "Are you guys stalking me?" Ethan giggled. "Stalk you?" "Ethan! I wasn't talking to you." "Calm down, Aleth," Olivia said. "No, Oliv. I need to know what they're doing here." "This is a restaurant, you know?" Ethan held his breath immediately Alethia gave him the killer look again. "We're not stalking you, honey. We're here to celebrate."

It grabs onto my right foot and executed a jiu-jitsu leg lock. Blaze’s silhouette had a bit more power in him than I thought. Thankfully, it isn’t Nightmare who’s in charge now. If not, my leg would be broken by now. In a contest of strength… you are nowhere near my level. There’s no way you could break my leg like that! Grabbing this chance, I hold onto its feet with my grip. "Blaze— NOW!!!" I yelled. "Helm splitter…!" WHAM! Blaze stomped his foot straight down to its face (probably, because its black).

Zion put back his fork and spoon in the plate and stared directly in the eyes of the girl, he did not know her name, the girl who just spoke with him. "Do I owe an apology to Miss. Bel or does she owe me one?" He continued to stare in her eyes. She was scared under his intense gaze. She felt like he was trying to invade her soul. "What.... what are-you talking... about?" She stuttered. "She has been stalking me for about 3 whole freaking years. I have been ignoring her but she is not backing off." His voice was getting louder, gaining attention from almost everyone in the cafeteria. "She is a psychotic bitch. One more time, I repeat...." This time he glared at Isabel, "One more time if I saw