Completed Bl Novels & Stories

Jax had become such a strong pillar of the pack that things just didn’t seem the same without him and Blake doubted that it ever would. Blake popped into the hall after his rounds of the compound. He was keen to see the progress that Lucia and her team had made. It looked wonderful and Blake complimented Lucia as he walked to her side. “You have done an amazing job so far. And at such short notice. You and your team truly are magic makers,” teased Blake and Lucia laughed.

He assured his friend The guys repeated assurance made him feel at peace, and he could concentrate on his work, and then he signed the document Clinton brought in . 2 hours later, they already devised a plan and were ready to carry it out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ AVINA'S POV I walked back into the office, and the lady had left. Kate was on a call, so I opened my laptop to do some work. "Where have you been?" She asked as soon as she dropped the call "I went to the design department to see how far they've gone with the designs."

she said. “Yes,” I said. “And Catherine,” she said. “Wherever she is.” “I’ll find her,” I said. “She gave us the recording,” Aria said. “She deserves to know the record is complete.” “Yes,” I said. “She does.” We hung up. I sent the email to David. His response came in six minutes. A single line. The record is complete. We keep building. I sat at my desk at Voss Industries on a Friday afternoon in February and felt the specific quality of something fully resolved — not joyful, not triumphant, just done. The specific particular done of something that had needed to be done and had taken twenty-two years to get there.

“All within the 30-day window. No late entries.” Training logs came next. The mid-quarter check-in from August had helped. Completion rate was 97 percent. The missing three percent were staff on approved leave. Make-up sessions were scheduled for next week. Documentation was attached. Elma wrote: _Training completion — 97%. No gaps._ By 1:30 PM the audit was complete. The compliance script ran. The screen paused for three seconds, then displayed the result: *PASS. 1 Minor Finding.* Elma didn’t flinch. One minor finding after two clean quarters was still a win. The team leaned forward.

He really knows how to talk. *** Three months later. I stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching Henry move in and out of the building with his team. The medical project was running smooth—one month ahead of schedule. "Henry's progress report." Julian set the file on my desk. I flipped through it. The numbers were flawless. My phone buzzed. Dad: [Come home tonight. We need to talk.] Me: [Okay.] At four, Enzo knocked and stepped in. "Miss Blanchet, Finley's project has been completed. Ahead of schedule."

Not a question. "I don't know what—" "Fire escape." She tapped the glass. "Third rung squeaks. I reported it last month. Maintenance hasn't come." She turned. Sunglasses off. Gray eyes. Clear. Focused. *Seeing me.* "I've been blind for three months, Yan. Cornea transplant. Sixteen years of darkness, and now I see everything." She stepped closer. "Including you. Standing there. Pretending." I stood. "Why?" "Why what?"

I giggled. "No that's no- fuck it just do it after." She said and cut off the link. Damn, she must be really furious. "This is going to be fucking interesting." Noah said as he leaned on the wall behind us. "Yeah..." —————————————————— "And this how the system immune is created, any question?" Blaze asked as the girls who he designated to be his assistant, stayed too close to him much to my displeasure. She was touching him, his strong arms. She can't fucking do that!

He looks magnificent. "Finish the code," I whisper. "And I'll finish you." "Compiling," he grunts, his fingers blurring. "Come on... come on..." "92%," Echo counts down. "Almost there. Get ready, Mia." I open my mouth, hovering just millimeters from him. I can feel the heat radiating off him. "98%..." Alex hits one final key. CLACK. "Done!" he shouts. "NOW!" Echo screams. I take him. All the way. Deep.

I met Blaze at the apartment to give him the shares he wanted. I sighed with relief. Even though I gave the shares for free as per the agreement, Blaze kept his word. He paid me handsomely. I needed that money so I wouldn't refuse or return it. 'Wait for me, Mom. I'll release you.' I got the happy news on Monday. The doctor allowed Blaze to go home. Of course, I wasn't going to waste the opportunity. I shut down the computer and took all my work with me. I could check everything later.