Disney Planes Blade Ranger Novels & Stories

Tangerine demanded, on guard. The man held up his hands in a peaceful gesture. "My name is Blade. I'm a hunter, but I'm not here to fight you. I'm here to help." Tangerine eyed him warily. "Why should I trust you?" Blade sighed. "I know you don't trust hunters, but I'm not like the others. I've been tracking the rogue vampires, and I know that they're planning something big. Something that could destroy everything." Tangerine frowned. "What do you mean?"

“That enough explaining for you?” “Rafe,” I snarled. “And half his army.” I twisted the throttle harder, ignoring the fire in my side. “We break through.” “You’re out of your damn mind.” “Got a better plan?” Blade’s silence was answer enough. The laugh came again. Not from ahead, not from behind—this time it rode the wind itself, threading through the engines, curling around my skull. Blade jerked like he’d felt it too. “That wasn’t human.”

The madness I see sparkling in her eyes at the slightest taste of violence is particularly disturbing, yet somehow amusing to watch. “Fuck off!” Ragnar growls as a vampire tries to guide him out of the van as we take a pit stop, we’re still bound even though I can break free, Ziahra said we needed to keep up the impression we are her prisoners. So for now, I shall play the part. “I swear, princess, I don’t know why you are bringing the rest along!” Blade growls. “Shame you don’t call the fucking shots.” Ragnar growls, elbowing him in the nose.

Blade looks between us and he looks to Hunter and asks, “You know where I live, Alpha?” He nods his head, “I have a general idea.” “If she ever wants to see Raya then bring her there. Right now, we’re on a time restriction and this is too distracting. Deal?” Hunter looks to Blair who is practically trembling as if she’s a leaf about to fall off the tree in the fall. He looks back at Blade and nods, “Deal. Thank you.” Hunter puts his arm around Blair and leads her back towards the woods. She seems like she’s in too much shock to argue with him. Blade turns back to Arthur and asks, “Can we go inside?”

Misty landed on the floor with a thud) ROSE: (got down from the air and her wings disappeared) Is any body hurt? LOGAN: Nope. Great Job Rosie. MISTY: It isn't over yet. CLAIRE: Oh I think it is. Tornado blade (the air surrounding Misty grew strong and blades started coming out through the wind, slashing her until she vaporised) ANYA: That was a great finishing move (high-fived Claire) LOGAN: (siren blaring) Good cops, always arriving when the show is over.

But not a single spear broke through. The Gatekeepers stared in disbelief. Elyan smiled. "The Twin Blades do not defend one soul. They defend two." The creature roared in frustration. It gathered the shattered spears into a single enormous lance. The weapon was larger than a castle tower. Dark lightning danced around its edges. "This ends now!" It hurled the lance toward them. The world seemed to stop. Kael looked at Rhydian. "Together?" Rhydian grinned despite the danger. "There was never another plan."

Blade came out with his usual all black clothing—a big black sweatshirt, a black baggy jean, black glasses, black face cap, black sneakers— and a revolver carefully tucked by his side. To my shock, the passenger door opened and a girl came out. She was obviously young, probably fourteen or fifteen with red hair and a round hazel eyes which peered at me through the glass of the coffee shop. I couldn’t help but wonder who she was and why Blade had decided to bring her along. They both shared words before walking towards the coffee shop. “Emily!” Blade called as he walked inside with his companion right behind him. “I’m right here,” I said waving my hands in the air to draw his attention.

It happened so fast that everyone didn't realize what was happening as Caleb's flying sword shot out, one after another… Even though Tarkin managed to stop the Windrider, Windpiercer, and Windsearer, he simply couldn't stop the Windblazer—the strongest flying sword—and that killed him! Swish! The flying swords then quickly returned to hover before Caleb, the blades humming. Caleb chuckled in cool amusement. "Since you love your grandson so much, I've decided to help by reuniting you both!" At his words, everyone came to their senses. The dozen of Scion ranks looked completely dumbfounded, but they were soon seething.

But as my mate mentioned, Elizar died, and the pack was turned over to his next son, Ernesto, as the rightful heir was still a pup. “What do they want?” I asked. “That’s what I want to find out. Probably Ethan’s body.” Blade answered before his hand cupped my chin. “Do you want to come with me to the border?” I nodded. “We’ll take Aldrin with us.” He said before turning his attention to Thalia. “Thalia, we’ll leave Blair in your hands. Your mate will also remain here.” “Yes, Alpha. I’ll take care of her.” We didn’t waste time after that. I kissed Blair before Blade took my hand, and we walked hand-in-hand to the front of the packhouse, where Aldrin was already waiting in his car.

A sinister smirk formed on her face. "Yeah. If it's the spy from Phantom, there is no doubt that Lorcan' will be threatened. And if he was captured, I swear. I will be the one to rip her neck off." Her wolf whimpered. Shut up, bitch! In the morning, Blade woke up after a long dream she had had. A ray of sunlight lit up her room. She then remembered her dream about her dead mate. She felt somewhat sad.