Inferno Bl Novels & Stories

he said and I saw the look on Blaze's face. We all quickly put out the fire and got back in the Hummer as Blaze kissed me goodbye in front of them all. Blaze looked at me for one last time before he shifted into his wolf his coat was gorgeous a fiery red and orange, with golden undertones, his eyes were Blazing Yellow, and his size was huge with a powerful muscular build, *I love you Syla.* he said as he turned and ran away. "His wolf is called 'Inferno'," Rain whispered as he watched him leave, and then he said, "You may not see him for a while."

“Working under the name Vena.” That made him turn. Slowly. Deliberately. His eyes — obsidian and merciless — burned beneath the low light of a brewing thunderstorm. The way his gaze landed on Matteo would have made a lesser man flinch. “Where exactly?” “Bartender. Club Inferno. Off Vucciria. Independent. No ties to any family.” A pause. “She's smart, boss. Kept her head down. But it's her. I confirmed it.”

Even then, she continued to tell herself that she had to do her best no matter how difficult the assessment was. It was only by joining Basalt that she would have the power to protect Chase. That was when Inferno jogged over to her. Myra got nervous. “M-Mr. Inferno.” “You don’t need to be so formal with me, Miss Kollins.” Inferno waved her off and said in a friendly manner. “Just call me Inferno.” Huh? Myra was taken aback. Inferno seemed entirely different. He was not only being polite to her, but he was also acting in a friendly manner.

“You think Silver Night will accept you?” “I don’t need them to.” Inga eyed the blade that had been in her shoulder earlier. A dusting of silver particles still clung to the surface, growing her grin. It was going to hurt. A lot. Locking eyes with the Red Dawn Luna, she plunged the blade deep into her gut, leaning close to sink its poison deep into her flesh. Pain flashed through Eleanor’s eyes, the woman biting her lip to keep in her scream. “I go where he goes. He’s my home.”

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭

Mercile Industries was a drug research and development company that would do anything to make a buck. She watched 416 cautiously as she allowed her gaze to roam over his naked body. His back rose and fell with his breathing but besides blinking, he didn’t otherwise move. She noticed a red mark on his side. With his arms stretched upward she could see it clearly. Ellie hesitated. He could kill her if he broke a chain.

Daemon smirked and looked at him. "Chill, Dom. It was her first time, just like she said. She might not see me the next day if I stay for another hour," he said and walked away while buttoning up his shirt. Dom, followed him as his arms are crossed. "So, where are you going after this? Are you going home or going directly to... the HB?" Dom asked his boss as he followed him. Daemon looked at him and raised his eyebrow before rolling his eyes. The HB is their usual spot, a famous bar that only few people can get inside, those who are only the famous and influential ones.

I asked him in my pillow talk voice. “Hm?” Came his hum of a response, I could feel the rumbling in his chest as he made the sound against my back. “My dad… my mom mentioned that my dad had committed all seven sins and that it was game over for him, what does that mean?” Damien took a long inhale “It means that he is a level four now.”

Chloe raised her hands in the air then said, " Your sweet brother came to pick me from school today. That's why I told you not to bother picking me up. So he found out I'm working at that small diner across school, he went all caveman on me and asked me to resign. So we were on that parking space where you do park your car, he saw you and Blake making out in the car. If not for me, Blake would be dead now." She explained like the soft princess she is making Cherry's eyes pop out.

I asked, barely above a whisper. He hesitated, his eyes darting to the timer. I could see his throat move as he swallowed hard. “Answer me,” I said, louder this time. He sighed shakily. “Yes… it’s bad. It’s a Crimson Ultra Charge, my lady. Military grade. One of the deadliest kinds.” My blood ran cold.. “Get me out of here,” I snapped, my voice rising. Blake ran a hand through his hair, scanning the straps and wires. “We have to stay calm…”