Block Tales Ao3 Novels & Stories

"Mister, you are far from home, aren't you?" The young man's eyes rotates toward my direction, "W-What do you mean?" Don't tell me.. he read my book and transmigrated into it too? I inquire, "You transmigrated into my story 'A Thousand Canola Blossom', didn't you?" He indulges in a state of confusion. Finally, he says in denial, "Your story? Don't you mean.. MY story 'Brotherhood of Blades'?" I blink. His story? Wait. Don't tell me..

Daniel growled, but Kael ignored him. I clenched my jaw hard. “She’s working with rogues . Planning to attack the human world and Also our world.” Kael’s eyes flashed. “Foolish girl. That’s impossible.” “Is it?” I challenged. “She has Beta Andy. She has power. And she has nothing to lose.” Kael studied me. Then, without warning, he grabbed my chin. I froze. His grip was firm and strong on me. “You’re either very brave or very stupid.”

Nyra Caleb’s brow lifted. “Focused how?” “Oh, come on,” Jude said, leaning forward like she was spilling secrets across a brunch table. “He didn’t take his eyes off her the entire time. It was practically romantic.” Romantic? Seriously? How is tying someone up supposed to be romantic? The bearded man laughed. “She’s cute. And smart. And apparently has a pain kink that matches his intensity. I think he’s in trouble.” “Deep trouble,” Jude agreed. “And get this—he canceled a one-on-one with one of his regulars last weekend. Voluntarily. Said it didn’t feel right.”

It was a structure built from things older and more dangerous than I had ever been allowed to know. I looked down at my hands. My own skin. As if I might suddenly see all of it there. I forced myself back to the journal. “I expected a monster. That is another truth your mother owes you. When the Moon sends you into the unknown to find the answer to the destruction of your entire world, you do not expect tenderness. You do not expect to be seen clearly. You do not expect the man waiting there to understand exile so well that the first thing you recognise in him is not danger but ache. Tobias was danger. Let me not romanticise what he was. He ruled because he could. He survived because weaknes

My mother lifted her head with effort, eyes burning with urgency. Her lips formed a single word. CUT. My breath hitched. The Hollow King’s gaze sharpened. “Careful,” he warned quietly. “She still thinks she can write your story.” My copy laughed softly. “She thinks she can save you by breaking you.” I looked at my wrist mark—burning, pulsing, alive. I looked at Dax—half him, half overwritten law—being used as a lever to move me. I looked at Kieran—infected, smiling, the mate bond pulling like a chain into my ribs.

As we approached the cave, we could see that its entrance was shrouded in a red glow. Gus walked around the cave's perimeter, his expression grave. "Although the Temptress is wounded and hiding in the cave, it can still sense the spread of its poison. We just broke its enchantment with blessed water, and the beast is completely enraged. It's now preparing for a final desperate fight." My throat went dry as I asked, "What does it want to do?"

he says with a gentle smile. “No. Not Blood Moon,” I reply, straightening and turning to face them both. Brant narrows his eyes slightly. “I’ve been told to keep this confidential, so I’m only filling you in on the basics, and only because you’re my friends. Please don’t spread this about, even to your mates.” I pause, letting the seriousness sink in, and I see them both process it before nodding. “Tobias has gone feral. Thor was found with Zahra and is back at the castle.”

“I'm tired of hiding you in the dark.” Rhea looked at her father, then at the needle and then at me, she knew that the game was over, but she wasn't going to lose alone. “He's been infected!” She screamed, pointing the needle at me. “This …..this thing attacked him! And got the commander under a scent thrall!” But the council wasn't looking at me anymore. They were looking at the label on the IV bags still visible in the open safe behind her. The ice had cracked, I looked at Rhea and for the first time I didn't feel like a victim. I leaned into Kieran, my eyes meeting hers with a cold, terrifying clarity.

Chapter 16— Dark Zander Seated comfortably in the Hawthorne family estate main garden Delia had shown her, a few days later, in a deep blue colored boyfriend Jean and a tank top that had come with a tag, a very expensive tag among the expensive tagged clothes she had gotten.

The old woman shivered and held her paper bag close to her chest. “Can’t you hear me? "Keith exploded. “Please let me go. I have very less money and I’m a needy person. I have purchased my bread for tomorrow morning. Please have piety on me!” The old woman cried with teary eyes. “This is the last time I'm warning you to hurry up” Keith moved the knife closer to her face. The old woman took out her valet but kept it in her hand. “Please” The old woman begged. The tension between them increased and Keith pushed the old lady down the road and snatched her valet. He ran away as fast as he could and didn’t turn around.