Block Blast Voice Novels & Stories

I drain the rest of my beer and crush the cup in my fist. "Oh my God, she did." Blake joins us, phone already out. "I got the whole thing on video." He points to his phone, smirking. "This is absolute gold, man." "Delete that right now." I reach for his phone, but he dodges, laughing. "Not a chance. This is going in the frat's group chat. Everyone needs to see how the great Liam Harrington was shot down by a nerdy law student in less than thirty seconds."

Blaze's voice blared through the hall, his words carrying a steely determination. "You can't do that!" Aurelius challenges, his voice ringing with disbelief and a hint of desperation. Blaze, undeterred, met Aurelius's gaze with staunch impudence. "Try me and see! You have no inkling of the extent of my abilities and what I can unleash!" His words carried a fierce warning, as the elders grappled with the realization that challenging Blaze might lead to consequences beyond their comprehension.

"You heard me, Blake Mohegan! You're nothing but a womaniser who enjoys making girls feel worthless for getting close to you!" I stood frozen in shock, processing the harsh words Bryan had just hurled at Blake. My eyes instinctively focused on Blake's clenched fist, wondering why his anger was escalating. "You're just a spoiled rich kid, and I guarantee your father would be ashamed to call you his son!" Bryan snarled, pushing Blake to his breaking point. Without warning, Blake unleashed a powerful punch, connecting with Bryan's face and causing him to stumble to the ground with a thud. "Bryan!" I screamed, rushing to his side, desperate to help him back onto his feet.

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.

Blaze's phone beeps twice with a disturbing message. It was from Erebus, "By the time you find her, she will be no more, so much for your Ride, pussy boy!" In anger, Blaze crushed his phone in his hand, as He growled so loud the neighboring packs were scared. *SYLA!!!! PLEASE ANSWER ME!!!!* *Blaze?* he heard her faint voice and froze, *Was that you that howled?* I asked still very sleepy, the air was getting thin.

I shook my head and looked away. "Summon them." I ordered. ********* "Good day, every one." Blake's voice echoed. People were whispering among themselves while some were quiet and unminding. "I know you all must be surprised about calling you this late but there is no need to worry. No call for alarm." He started out.

Something bad. The sound of approaching footsteps made me close my eyes, feigning unconsciousness. Better to gather information than let them know I was awake. "Vitals are stabilizing," a cold voice said. "Subject is responding well to the experimental compounds." "How long until full integration?" This voice I recognized from his campaigns on TVs, and it made my blood turn to ice. Blake Hart. But something was wrong with his voice. Deeper than before and more controlled. When I risked opening my eyes just a sliver, I saw why.

Not only the voice, because it was changed by using an audio processor, but because the content of the words the caller had said did not make Brianna feel it was from someone she was familiar with. "When I sent Blake and the team to assist you, they were ambushed on the way. It was a route not many people knew because they were supposed to get to you from your backyard. Unless it was someone familiar with our move, there was no way Blake would have been taken by surprise," Jack narrated. He sounded so convinced that Charles was behind the attacks.