Block Blast Voice Novels & Stories

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.

After all, it might affect his head. “How can that happen?” Noah blurted. “Have you forgot to take your painkiller?” “Oh— yeah…” Blade grumbled. My eyebrows furrowed because of his sudden words, I immediately looked at Noah but he just gave me a little shrug. “What is it Blade? Did something happen?” I asked. “I remember… someone…” “Someone what?” because of his interrupted speech, I asked again. “Someone took away my painkillers.” I felt my eyes widen in shock.

I put my hand atop my head as I stepped backwards. “Are you alright?” Alaric asked. I turned toward him as he approached me and I nodded my head. I rubbed the sore spot on my head as Alaric reached me and leaned his lips to my ear. “Will it be bothersome if he stays here?” he whispered softly to me. “They’ll be the next words from his mouth.” “I was wondering if I could crash here a couple nights mate?” Brock called from the doorway. “I’m on my way to a conference for work but had a couple day layover.”

Although, I was very glad that she did though. The first thing that we heard was a loud scream and things being thrown around. Whoever it was did not seem so happy with having their shit derailed. “I WANT TO KNOW WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED HERE!” Blantay shouted. You just needed to imagine nails on a chalkboard. That was what her voice sounded like. I had to reign in my amusement that our cockblocking upset her that badly. “It looks pretty self-explanatory to me,” a guy deadpanned.

Storm held up his hand, with the signal for us all to freeze and listen. We stood there in silence, our ears perked up, trying to pinpoint what was off. The forest was quiet, the only sound being the gentle rustling of leaves in the breeze. But then, I heard it - a faint humming noise, like the distant rumble of thunder. Storm's eyes locked onto mine, and I could see the concern etched on his face. Ryker and Blaze exchanged a wary glance, their hands instinctively going to the knives sheathed at their belts. Rain's eyes narrowed his senses on high alert.

"Gab, let's talk." Maze said as he put his briefcase on top of their bed. Gabriel was busy reading a book while sitting on their bed when Maze arrived from work. Maze is quite consumed right now. He just got a call from Top while he's on his way home. The guy was ranting about how his son learned a bad word after spending a day with Gab. Tim just exclaimed the 'f' word when Top hit the brake and there's only one suspect for that. But instead of calling Gab, he talked it out with Maze and told him that he should teach his wife a lesson.