Inferno Bl Novels & Stories

“Either the Inceptex is useless, or you didn’t give Nico a big enough dose.” Silence for half a second. Then the voice responded, calm but defensive. “That’s impossible. We gave him an entire cylinder’s worth. He shouldn’t even remember the past year, let alone BludHeaven Academy.” Darius didn’t raise his voice. He simply sent the latest Fang post through the encrypted line. “Explain this.” There was a long pause as the other man opened the attachment. Darius could almost hear the man’s confusion through the line. The voice finally returned — stunned.

He had no idea the sleek black headset he'd handed me was glitching on the adult firmware, or that the moment I powered it on and synced it, the loading screen dissolved into something far more dangerous. The world blinked into existence around me. I stood in a dimly lit penthouse overlooking the glittering city skyline... my city, but elevated, luxurious, the kind of place I'd only seen in movies. Floor-to-ceiling windows reflected my own body back at me... petite frame in nothing but an oversized t-shirt and panties, my dark hair loose around my shoulders, nipples already tightening against the fabric from the cool simulated air. My breath caught. Then he appeared.

The pain she had felt, the heartbreak, the fear of losing me it transformed into a luminous barrier of water between us and the dark flames. Leo’s inferno crashed into it. Steam hissed violently into the air, but the shield held. Our hair singed at the edges, but we were atleast alive for the moment. “I’m trying to push back!” I yelled. Pelin braced herself and nodded. “Wait, I’ll help you!” She moved to channel her own spell, but before she could, Leo let out a thunderous roar. His Regal Inferno, a blast of sound and fire so dense it seemed to bend the air struck me straight in the chest. The force hit harder than any blade.

Raven considered the question for a moment, her dark eyebrows drawing together. “It’s very complicated,” she said carefully, seemingly more prudent this time, as if she were weighing her words. “But the biggest difference is that Inferno wasn’t intended to destroy the body physically. In fact, it’s supposed to enhance one’s physical condition as time goes on, making them stronger and more… vital.” “Vital?” I repeated back. She nodded. “Those infected with the poison keep their.. youth. Meanwhile, those who ingest Black Marks… they deteriorate quickly. That’s why Kaleb wasn’t satisfied with my creation-.”

Only if she could hear him, he is screaming out my worse nightmare. “Nina, your wolf is there. She is the ruthless inferno and the most powerful wolf to ever grace this kingdom. When the time is right she will destroy Alpha Theo and wipe out every trace that he ever existed, including us.” Titan continues to whimper while she sobs next to him.

she whispered, staring into space, “you killed her.” “Yes, Ava, I did and now do you believe me? Do you believe that I am the most dangerous man on earth and the most heartless? Do you understand why you should have put that damn bullet in me that night, even if not for you but for her? Do you understand why you should not dream of anything good with me?” he approached her where she was on the floor and squatted in front of her, “do you know the meaning of El Diablo? Do you understand why I am call that now? I am heartless, Ava, I have no soul, people are not right when they say I sold my soul to the devil because I am the devil himself. My soul has already been consumed in hell and if you s

He was surprised that he didn't noticed it until now. "It's not a design Jay, it's a symbol. Also, it's not belong to Mr. Dante. It belongs to the Rendells, one of the powerful mafia in America." Arjun said with so much seriousness that Neal had no choice but believe. ________________

He smiled while they screamed and thrashed in agony, a glint in his eyes. Blake didn’t give up and continued the torture for hours while the few warriors that joined us kept running out to bring coffee and food. If torture were an art, Blake was an exceptionally creative artist. I had never even thought to imagine all the different ways a body could be disfigured. And as if he was a professor, Blake patiently lectured us on the benefits of each knife he was using. He showed off his clip point—good for quick, deep puncture and withdrawal. Then his drop point—good for skinning. Finally, his needlepoint—perfect for thrusting. All things I'd have been perfectly content never knowing.

he uses his other hand to flimsily gesture in my direction, peeking from the gaps in between his fingers. Bell immediately shields her own eyes when spotting me, "I'm blind!" She shakes her head, refusing to look at me. "Max, what did you do to Benley?! Bring his nose back!" "Zie nose zis zasgusting!" Ramos yells and pulls a face too before suddenly fainting. I'm officially done for today.