Mystery Bandit Blaze Novels & Stories

The thick silence enveloped them both like a fog, but no one dared to speak. Blaze just stared at her while a string of thoughts ran through his head. Tessy, the perfect good girl and younger sister to his best friend, Elias, was a drug dealer. Of all things to be, a girl who dealt with all sorts of people using drugs.

After the bomb exploded, the entire room turned into a sea of fire. Flames shot skyward, instantly engulfing my body. The last image I saw was my wife, Harriet Philips, holding my blast shield firmly in front of Jeremy Sawyer, her first love. When I regained consciousness, I had become a spirit tethered to Harriet's side. She was holding Jeremy's hand, which was slightly scorched by the flames, and gently blowing on it. "Jeremy, your hand is all red from the burn. Let's hurry to the hospital to get it bandaged," she said with utmost concern.

"She stepped into the road earlier today and was struck by a vehicle. Billionaire CEO Noah Hernandez has generously offered to cover her medical expenses, as the accident occurred on his property. Her cameraman, Leonardo, claims he didn’t capture the full incident, as he was focused on trying to stop her from crossing the road. Vanessa had been showing signs of depression." I stared at the screen in disbelief. Lies. Every word of it. A few “witnesses” gave their statements, but I knew they hadn’t been at the scene. I turned up the volume as I poured myself a glass of water, listening to the fabricated story unravel. Then my phone rang. My hands trembled as I fished it out of my bag. "You’ve

An SUV is waiting at the exit when I hurry out. The driver leans through the window and yells, “Zara, get in, now.” I panic for a moment, not sure if I really want to go with an unknown person. “Who sent you?” I ask, panting. “Sir Damien.” I don't have time to be curious as Adrian’s voice shouts from the window above. “ZARA.” “It's now or never.” The driver urges me. As soon as I get in, he speeds down the road and away from the hotel.

The word was hard and I trailed my fingers over him, knowing these symbols sometimes meant there was a thick scar which has been covered but somehow, I was still fascinated by every one of them. Maybe because I already knew he was far from been a good boy because it was obviously a gunshot scar but the tattoo was a burning flame. “Tell me what one means.” “No.” I couldn’t stop touching him not only because he was hands-down the sexiest man I’d ever seen but because he was the most fascinating cold-mannered professional on the outside, and a dirty-playing criminal below the surface. I wrapped my hand around the flame tattoo on his arm. “This one, please tell me what this one means and then I’

I added as I looked at them alternately. “What do you mean by who are you guys again?” Blazed asked, creasing his brows. “You mean you do not know who we are?” “I guess that was the case, Mr. Maxwell. If not, she wouldn’t ask us that question.” Noah remarked with a bit of sarcasm, I supposed. “I really do not know what happened to you, but good thing we got here on time, not only you two were in danger because these ruins are dangerous.” Blaze stated.

A voice sounded behind her. "And you are?" Amal's vicious look disappeared leaving a gentle smile. "Should I tell you a secret?" The man seating on the wheelchair asked "What secret?" Amal raised his brows not knowing who the stranger is or why he wants to strike out a conversation with her. "Scarlett Blaze is missing or you can say Dead. So isn't it your time to sneak yoir way to his heart and make him hate those little riffraffs." Mr. Blaze whispered with a smirk.

"But wait, is she related to the Banner Legacy?" "Yes, the heirs of Banner Legacy, our rival company. I just know her recently because of Mrs. Veronica Velasquez. Zara was once promised to marry Callum but it didn't happened" My jaw literally dropped when I heard it, I looked at mommy unbelievably. "Like me, she also got engaged with Callum?" I asked confused. "But why did they end up like that?" "The Velasquez found out that their family was doing illegal things" "Oh my gosh..." I whispered and covered my mouth.

It was a dark skyed night, quite around, with the faint bustling of the city that lay in front of her eyes. The lights from the city were like fireworks that seldom exploded. Somehow they gave Alethia a sense of reality, though she found them beautiful enough to fantasize about something else. But she didn't fantasize about anything. Rather she sighed deeply and drew the blind down, then she walked back to her bed and sat on it.

Amethyst walked repeatedly for a moment, trying to calm herself. "The Blaze is using our clan to have power. But when we are already in trouble, they are leaving us alone. That's fvcking insane!" She yelled out loud with hatred. "That's how the Mafia world works," Amara's mother muttered while staring into nothing. Her eyes were still swollen. She really never stopped crying since Amara went missing. "You tie the ties to a clan that you know will benefit your clan and you leave them if they no longer benefit you," she added with a bitter smile.