Historical Bl Series Novels & Stories

I smile. “You too.” Callie smiles back. “Your locker...” He starts. “It’s the locker of the actual devil himself, Killian Saunders.” He explains. “Who is this dude? Why is everyone asking me if he’s my brother?” I snap. “We cannot mention him who shall not be named on school grounds Trey!” Callie shrieks. “Callie, he needs to know like everyone else here.” He replies calmly. “Apparently according to his detailed description he looked a lot like you but with black hair and blue eyes. You even have his dress sense.” He adds.

The ring reflected the glint of the moonlight. Not the hollow sockets of the skull or the splintered bone fragments, but the small hint of gold peeking from a decayed finger—etched with a crest Rosana recognized from one the old photos found in her mother's belongings. De Luca. Her breath froze, her chest tightening as something inside her tilted and twisted. She stumbled back instinctively out of Sergio’s hold, a cry snagging in her throat. Sergio rushed after her just as her gasp broke the silence.

It's still first week of school and our teacher gave us this paper to work on. Even though Chase, Zack and Conner are seniors and me and the girls are still juniors, but we are taking the same history class with Mr. Reonald, and he is so old-school, he refused any information from the internet; our task was to get to the library and gather as much information as we can. "Yeah, we have been working on this since noon," Zack mumbled, a bored sigh parting his lips as he stood up. He collected some of the books from over the table before he took off.

Not what she had imagined Alpha Kai's daily view to be. She swung her bag onto the wooden floor by her feet and sat, watching him lean against his heavy desk opposite her. She took a glance at the bookshelf built into the wall behind him. A huge curved sword was hung in the centre of the space, its milk-white handle held a stunning contrast with the deep blue-black of the blade itself. She had never seen anything like it before; it looked razor-sharp and freshly polished. The books that she could see from where she sat were mostly about pack history and war tactics, spaced with little trinkets and photos of Alpha Kai with other pack members. It was odd seeing him looking so carefree and happ

Unawares he straightaway lowered his hands, and the sound halted. It stunned me to see this. It was all happening in a snap. He jerked the dust off the book and put it down, and opened it with a flash glistening in my eyes. "From Golden words to the enmity of blood, to break Lisa's curse, you have to live her heart-wrenching wounds." He handed me a pendant with blue crystal wrapped around the chain. "Go! You're my last hope, Irene." His words... It made me feel as if I was in the act of emotional history. My one choice would decide the fate of this island.

She thanked them and the girls nodded. "Let's go neonata, we are already late." Blaze grabbed his mate hand and tugged it out of the room, Mia noticed that he wore his perfect, black suit making him looking like a business man, no wait, a sexy handsome models. His fitted black pants, his white shirt who the first two button is opened showing off his collarbones. "Are you done staring at me, mate?" He said in front of her, without glancing her. "How did you about that know? You are behind me." She hit his muscles of his strong back.

He asked amused and I rolled my eyes playfully turning in his arms, loving the way he looked in his suit. "No I actually mean five this time," I whispered and he chuckled pecking my lips. "What is this for?" "A promo for Sandra's new clothing line," I whispered back feeling at home in his hold. "Didn't she just do a promo last week?" He asked confused "No that was the other Sandra" "Sandra White?" "No this is Sandra White, I did Sandra Mills last week, " I explained and he chuckled, kissing my forehead. "I'm going to get something to drink,"

Izabella said. “It could have been a misunderstanding,” Layla remarked. She hoped anyway. She went back to the search results and clicked on the second l**k. This article was almost four years old. “Carter Mitchell, Hugo Mitchell, Ebony Mitchell, and Sly Holtz were brought in for questioning about a possible drug connection to Mexican drug lords.” “This is getting interesting.”

Victor Estelle I put my brush down and walked towards the door. I opened the door hoping that i willbe one of the neighboors but it turned out to be my father, Elliot Estelle who disowned me 24 years ago.i "What are you doing here?" I was completely not welcome with his sudden visit.

“Sebastian.” “Sebastian,” Seb smirked. “I like the way that sounds from you, Alexander.” “What? Don’t call me Alexander,” Alex laughed. “It sounds weird coming from you.” “Now that I think about it,” Seb said, moving even closer towards Alex. “Why in the world did you tell me your name was Blue? I get if you wanted to lie about your name but Blue just sounds so random so why Blue?” Feeling colour creep towards his cheek, Alex looked into Seb’s blue eyes. “It’s a secret.”