Johnny Blaze Motorcycle Novels & Stories

"Five of them, Boss. Looking for trouble." "Then let's not disappoint them." Blaze's voice was gravel and authority. He felt the surge of energy through the pack bond as his wolves responded to the steel in his tone. This was what he lived for – the perfect fusion of man and wolf, machine and magic, individual and pack. The Blood Moon riders came into view, and their bikes spread across the highway in a weak attempt at intimidation. Their leader, a weasel of a man who called himself Fang, raised his hand in mock greeting.

, Damien stated as he placed a hand on Blaze’s shoulder. “Okay, what’s wrong?”, Blaze asked. “Did you tell anyone who you are? Or did you have any weird urges or feelings?”, Damien asked. Blaze took a while to respond. “No, no one knows who we are. And… I didn’t have any urges to drink anyone’s blood.”, Blaze lied. “Okay, take my car and drive safe buddy.”, Damien stated. “Got it. Thanks.”, Blaze stated as he walked out of the house.

"Blaze, so you've turned into an investigator, right? Oh, good luck with that. I'm through with your family, as you can see. I'm making my way here, and it's going well. Done talking. Can I leave?" "I'm not asking you to come back," Blaze said, but he didn't like the way she looked at him like he was some monster. But if she thought he deserved that, for the way he treated her, he understood. He just wanted her to know that she's not wanted anymore. "I should have believed you when you told me you could never kill Maverick. You are just a distraction from the real thing, and now the real murderer has gotten away." "Yes, I'm guessing that's the only thing you're sorry about. What about you te

"I thought I was the only one too… until I met you." I swallowed hard, still tensing my body. Blaze took a step forward, but he did so slowly—as if he did not wish to frighten me. "I need your help," he told me. I arched an eyebrow. "Help?" Blaze nodded. "There is something I need. A stone. A strong one." I frowned. "What kind of stone?." Blaze let out a breath. "A stone that protects people." His voice was tinged with desperation. "If I can get it, it will save my life."

The engines rumbled as we started down the winding mountain roads, the forest stretching endlessly on either side. Behind us, Blaise swung a leg over my bike, sliding on his helmet before settling into the seat like it had always belonged to him. Beside him, his Beta David straddled Blaise’s Kawasaki Z1K—a sleek black machine, Blaise had named her ‘Ghost’, all angles and power, her high-pitched growl echoing against the cliffs.

I nodded my head yes with wide eyes. We were still basking in the sweetness like no one else was around when a loud bang interrupted us. The loud bang makes every muscle tense as I freeze, and my eyes lock on the devil himself. "Get a fucking hotel room when you're in heat!" Blaze kicks off against the lockers and combs his fingers through his dark chocolate hair before waltzing towards the exit. Blaze is Monty's best best friend, our pack's next Alpha, but he's heartless and a jerk.

~Matteo~ "I don't think this is necessary!" Blaze whinged while he watched our mate over the top of my laptop that sat on my lap. He had moaned the whole car journey, to the point I wished I had gagged him too. He had been a silent passenger since our previous mate's death, pretty much leaving me to run the show. At times, I had wished he would come back to take some of the weight on his shoulders for the life we led, but if this was how things would be, I would have to speak to Samuel about a supernatural way to mute him.

"he has Ava believing that he is working with me and they are attempting to escape tomorrow night from Scorpion. I am afraid that this guy is an enemy of Scorpion and is merely trying to use Ava to get to him. I have no way of reaching her which means that I have to be two steps ahead of Red Blaze. If he succeeds in rescuing Ava, I need to be there to rescue Ava from him. I don't know who this Red Blaze guy is but since you are working undercover, I'm sure you can easily find out about him for me. Just ask your contacts. I need to know where to find him." "There's no need for me to ask anyone," Danny replied. "Red Blaze is famous and his lair isn't necessarily a secret. The only problem is,

She shouts. “Where does it look like? Now Blaze. Tell me what I want to know.” I state, taking me attention away from her. Blaze curses, but ultimately agrees. Taking the chair across from me and sitting down. He places his gun in holster at his side, as he turns to look at me. “To understand everything, you need to know more about us.” Blaze begins. And thankfully the slut remains silent for once. “Scarlett is my cousin. Her mother is my father’s sister.” Blaze confesses.

A pair of eagle-like wings also grew from his back. Blaze, the daughter of Nyx—the female personification of night—and Oreas—the purple-winged God of the north wind and God of winter, chilling the air with his icy breath, had the same skills as her father to freeze a certain creature with her cold breath. The reason why she had an unexplainable anger towards Jack is that their birth parent's powers are in contrast. Jack, the son of Apollo—the God of the sun—and Hestia—the Goddess of Hearth or fireside, has the ability to use flame magic, and his spear could also burn anything that touches it. Blaze now wears armor that is freezing cold. Her armor is now made with ice; her hair remains white