Inferno Bl Novels & Stories

He reaches for something at his belt. The shot comes from the olive groves beyond the courtyard wall. It is not aimed at me. The sound is a crack that splits the night open, and Enzo makes a noise I have never heard my brother make, a sound that is not a word and not a scream but something in between, something wet and surprised. The round takes him in the shoulder. Clean entry. The kind of shot that says the range was measured and the target was chosen. He drops against the Fiat with the duffel still under his hand, and his blood is already dark on his shirt, spreading in a stain that looks black under the courtyard lights.

"Did you tell your friends to post all that trash under Brenda's social feed? I knew it. I was wondering why you'd been so quiet lately. Turns out you were waiting to pull this. Do you have any idea she cried because of those comments? Get over here and apologize to Brenda right now." He had no idea my hand was shaking so badly I could barely keep hold of my phone. The wounds had gotten infected. Dozens of blisters all over my body had been lanced. Even after taking far too many painkillers, the pain was still unbearable. I wanted to tell Ronald that I had no idea what he was talking about. I was in so much pain it felt like tens of thousands of ants were crawling over and biting into my ski

No mercy. Only fire.

Since his fire doesn’t faze me, I wait until he runs out of breath, then look at him. “If you don’t mean it, don’t say it. You’re a better dragon than that, Iniko,” I say, keeping my voice calm. If Iniko was really trying to hurt me, he’d have used his air. That’s his most powerful element. Since he only used fire, fire that he apparently doesn’t realize is a fire dragon’s fire, I know he’s just blustering. He turns and continues flying so I follow, staying quiet,

but out of terror. PURE, UNADULTERATED TERROR! He could feel the pressure of the wind against his face, squashing his head against the headrest. He was grateful for the headrest, though or he would have probably ended this ride with his head detached from his body. He clung onto the safety bar over his chest as if his life depended on it because it did. He held his breath, tightened his eyes, and prayed the agony ended quickly before he did something to embarrass himself more than he already had. For, at the moment, his bladder seemed to be acting up in a not pleasant ready-to-erupt-and-destroy-his-leftover-dignity way.

Blaze said to the pods as others watched sideways. "690056" "Copy that!" "He's asleep already, don't waist time. Roberto is almost there!" Vixen added as Venom inputed the pin. The door opened effortlessly and they scooped into the room. They met hellcat with the briefcase already. "How is he unconscious while you weren't!" Venom asked. "Not like you don't know that she's immune to some certain poison's!" Blaze replied and venom furrowed his brows. "I didn't ask you brazzier!"

Then let out a yell as he ran towards Alex laying on the floor in a pool of his own blood. "Blue!" Seb cried out, falling to the ground next to Alex. His eyes were shut, his body lifeless as he laid on the ground, serving as a sight for numerous to see. "What happened here? What the hell happened? Why isn't someone calling an ambulance? Why isn't anyone answering me?!" "Seb, " Sophia rushed towards him, trying to stop him from pulling Alex closer to him. "Calm down, okay? An ambulance is on it's way already. He'll be fine."

My vision became blurrier as another wave of searing pain shot through my body. I had to get out. Despite the protests of my body, I forced myself to stand up. Everything was blurry and dizzy. Everything twirled. Everything looked like a mixture of colour in black. "One last time", I told myself, "one last time.... You just have to make it to the next village. Few steps and you'll be okay...." With one limping leg and a burning body, I carried myself. Few more steps... I was panting hard. Almost there...

My heart raced against my ribcage with each step I took, and seeing my friend’s blood on my hand, I couldn’t help but feel my chest ache. Entering the bathroom, I stared at my reflection for a second as I turned the faucet on to wash the blood off my hands. My eyes held anger, hatred, and darkness like never before, and I knew that all these emotions were directed at ONE person, and one person alone. I, Alpha Dante D’Angelo, will not rest or stop until you are dead, Giovanni D’Angelo. It is time for you to sleep with one eye open, because I am coming for you…

Damn Yen! What has she done to herself? It would have been easier for her to put the blame on me. While I’m thinking of saving her from Kim’s wrath, she also can’t wait to destroy herself. “No. Yen is the one lying. She’s just scared you’ll kill me for this, so she blames herself.” “I’ll really kill you!” Kim roars, and Yen’s sobs turn louder.