Block Blast Voice Novels & Stories

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

"Why did you have to say that out loud?" "Opp," JumpStart says, lowering his hand. "I mean, what secret shut-off program?" "Destroy him," Dr. Cho orders. The Iron Fist armor shoots off a red blast. It heads toward JumpStart. He freezes as the red blast gets closer and closer to him. It's only seconds from completely vaporizing him but before it does, SpeedBlade runs out from the side and grabs JumpStart. He pushes him out of the way and the red blast shoots past the both of them. It disappears down the hallway.

“You summoned me there to tell those families the truth, didn’t you? So that’s exactly what I did. Don’t tell me you forgot who actually brought those minors hiking.” I looked away coldly. I was right. They had brainwashed themselves to the point of forgetting the truth. They did not have to worry. I would help them recall what truly happened.

> “Mira…?” “I’m here.” “I—I couldn’t hear them anymore. It’s so quiet.” “That’s what it means to be human again.” He smiled weakly. “It hurts.” She brushed his hair back. “It’s supposed to.” --- Outside, the shared link collapsed. People woke sobbing, disoriented, suddenly alone again. The world had relearned solitude—painful, precious, real. And somewhere deep beneath the city, the collective voice whispered once more, faint but defiant:

“Alright everyone! This is the moment we’ve been waiting for!” After the announcement the people took out their cards which Byul simply imitated. In a while, the people on the corner stood up and went somewhere in the darkness. Curious about the situation, Byul took a drink and went to the farthest seat. Even if it’s inconspicuous and slightly blocked by the many other seats he could at least see the faint figures in the dark. The music was loud earlier so he didn’t have an idea what was going on, thankfully the announcer turned off the music and he finally heard a few topics. With his brow wrinkled in deep confusion, Byul bend his ear a bit. They seem to be talking about some kind of drug?

The impact cracked through the air like thunder. His shell split open under the force of both Hellblades. Cancer’s smug grin vanished. His scream echoed through the arena before his body shattered, breaking into obsidian dust that scattered into the dark water.

His breath stank of cigarettes. "Let me go!" I gagged, struggling hard. The next second, the guy flew two feet back, passing out with a grunt. A familiar, cool scent hit me as someone helped me up. I looked up to see a handsome face, and tears poured out. "You left the party early," he said, his voice deep and soothing. "I got worried and checked the surveillance. I'm sorry I'm late."

I raised my hand to identify who he was. Suddenly we felt a loud explosion. I can't believe his motorcycle exploded so hard. Impossible. How did that happen? That explosion shook the earth and us very strongly. I felt the impact and heat it brought and then I noticed the blood flowing from my head. I kept getting weaker. I also felt the release of his hug from me. My tears flowed. Before I fainted I even heard the voices of people approaching us. "Steven!" ----- ----- ---- ---- Author's Note Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the auhor's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, liv

I smile—cold, victorious. Then— A sharp, blinding pain slices through my skull. “Ahh—” I gasp, clutching my head. The room spins. Voices blur. Blake is suddenly beside me. “Mel!” Nina’s voice cracks. “Call the doctor!”

Ever since seeing that video at the mall, Blake had desperately tried to contact me. He'd called from different phones, sent messages through pack members, even tried reaching out through social media. Only to discover all his contact methods had been blocked. Even the mind link was sealed off completely. The rejection hit him like a physical blow each time. "She's really done with me," he'd muttered to himself, staring at his phone screen showing "User has blocked you." He was preparing to go directly to Stormfang Pack to demand my return when his parents called him back with an emergency.