Boboiboy Blaze Novels & Stories

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

AUTHOR’S POV "the boy you spoke to, call him here," Blaze told Tobias. He folded his hands and rested his chin on them, watching the doors. She boarded a cab immediately after she got out, like she was eager to get away. Did she know him from somewhere? He certainly knew he did. He just wasn't sure of what he thought, and he hated making assumptions like that. "I presume these are your orders?" Jonah asked, putting down the notepad for him to see.

I shut my eyes closed and hope for the next couple of lyrics to end quickly. "A lot more of Eela in our lives, a little bit of J-Dawg by our sides, a little bit of FeeBee is all we need, a little less of White Boy's what we wanna see, a little bit of Blubber burning in the sun, a little bit of BoyBand crying all night long, a little bit of Simo, where are you, a little bit of them makes us so cool!"

It was clear that he, too, would be unable to assist me in this fight, leaving me to face Roxy's unexplained power alone. "Good girl," Blaze purred, his voice dripping with sadistic satisfaction as he praised Roxy for her unexpected display of strength. Roxy's grip on me remained unyielding, her body weight pinning me to the ground. Blaze's tone turned venomous as he addressed me, his words spat out with malice. "I'll bet you're wondering just what you got yourself into, Reaver." Though my head was twisted away, unable to face Blaze, I refused to be silenced.

Red flips him off, but he’s grinning. Red stands, hand on hip, glaring playful death. “Watch it, stripper boy.” “By the way,” Knox adds, jerking his thumb at Blaze, “he’s totally gay and a full-time Magic Mike. Owns it harder than his thong collection.” Blaze strikes a pose, hand on hip, blowing a kiss. “Sunshine, I own that I’m a gay stripper. Pays the bills, keeps the boys happy, and my ass looks fantastic in glitter. Keep throwing shade, I’ll just reflect it back in sequins.”

He reported and he stopped immediately. "How many?" "Three!" Blaze replied and he nods slightly. "Okay Don". ★★★★★ BLOOD VESSELS CLAN* Roberto was groaning as one of the clan bitches rode on his dick. He was furious about what Lucifer had done to him. He grabbed the girls waist closer to him making her butt gribd on his d*ck. She moved faster and he went high for some seconds. Instantly, he grabbed boobs pressing it so hard, enjoying the scenero.

Damon was hitting him continuously and man almost bled to the death. "Damn, man... you are really stubborn..." He chuckled while tossing the stick away and sitting on the chair while panting. "We'll continue again after my break but till then my friends will take care of you." The man was literally skinned alive. Yang nodded at Damon and opened the box. Yibo started screaming when rats climbed on his body hungrily. Mira closed her eyes and turned around as she felt her lunch coming back to her throat. She ran out and gasped for the fresh air.

We had our best warriors here, no one is to blame, especially not Mazy. “Alpha?” one of our warriors enters the room, “Blaze is with our Luna.” Blaze has pissed everyone off blaming her and now he’s with her by himself. Landon and I both rush to Mazy’s and my room. I push the door open. It lands on the floor, but I don’t give a shit. Blaze backs up with his hands up, “I came here to apologise.” “I don’t give a shit, get the fuck out,” I yell. Landon is holding me back. I could tear this fucker apart and I would have if he weren’t her brother.

I wanted to hear the small, broken sound he’d make when I stroked him slow at first, then faster, until he was trembling and begging and spilling over my fingers. The fantasy hit so hard I nearly groaned aloud. I wasn’t supposed to want him. Not like this. But it's hard to push the thought away. Tommy had been my true mate. Noah was supposed to be a bandage, nothing more. A familiar face to soothe the madness. Not this.

I asked hazily, "I thought I had to get married to pass this dungeon…" "Yeah. You have to marry the Sea God." Cyrus' lips kept trailing south the whole time. I could vaguely see a red tuxedo materializing on his upper body. That was when I suddenly recalled the Sea God's statue in the chapel. It had countless tentacles forming its lower body. Did that mean Cyrus was the Sea God? My boyfriend wasn't just an NPC in the survival game—he was also the final boss? As soon as that thought popped into my mind, I felt myself getting enveloped by the water and the tentacles. I could also hear Cyrus' enchanting voice.