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Blair asked as she understood that Fia was with them. "To negotiate..." the words of the girl made her chuckled when she said, ''Why is everyone suddenly wants to negotiate?'' ''I don't know about everyone but I want to..." The girl in front of Blair was a pure brunette, with little freckles all around her nose and cheeks, her fresh and fair skin was like cream. "Who are you, anyway?" Blair asked when she walked closer and replied, "Blaze is the name." "I can give you Fia right away if I get 10cartons of ammo by tomorrow night," Blaze spoke with a poker face and Blair was quiet for a whole second.

Zendaya said. “Aunt Daya, I really am Blaze. Do you still remember…” Blaze then described a few interesting incidents when he was still living with the Rockefellers. After that, he pointed at the middle of his eyebrows. “Look, I have this mark here too. It’s unique, no one could ever replace me.” A fire symbol slowly appeared on his forehead. Zendaya finally believed him. “You’re really Blaze. How did you get so big? You’ve become very strong too. It’s like you took some kind of maturing agent. How unbelievable.”

"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.

" I try to concentrate and see a Blaze figure in my head. I try to find out what Blaze sees right now...where his whereabouts...and what is how condition. I closed my eyes and concentrate harder...what I See .. is the same as what Blaze see .... And Blaze is seeing.. 'What the F.....!'

My body felt like it was rusted solid, but I clenched Nicole's hand tighter. From then on, we only had each other. I locked eyes with Simon one last time, finding nothing but emptiness. "I'm sorry for the trouble," I said to the onlookers. I nodded politely, straightened up, and walked out with slow, measured steps. Nicole did not fight me then. Instead, she whispered, "Mom, what about our stuff?" I shook my head and said, "Let's pretend it all went up in flames." Options were slim in the middle of the night, so I booked us into a motel.

"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

Blaze added as he picks his handkerchief from the table and wipes the tears off his eye “ Thank you Blaze , but before you take your leave , can I take your finger print scan ? ” the detective asked bringing the scanning equipmen “ Yes you can ” Blaze mumbled putting out his thumb and index finger while Detective took a scan before letting him go “ Thank you for your cooperation Mr Blaze Rancher ” The detective appreciate “ Anything for your investigation ” Blaze responded before grabbing his Coat where he hung it . He left the detective's office quite relieved at least he was able to say things he had held back for quite a while

Thalia clasped a hand over her mouth to stop herself from screaming as she watched from the distance she was in. She placed her hand on her pounding chest and bit her lower lip. As they dragged away Arabella from the road into the waiting black van, she couldn't ignore the pain that filled Blaze's face. He looked as if he was ready to kill someone. But she knew how being in the mafia works and also, how it was being in the Moon Howlers pack, Alessandro's pack.

"Mrs. Blaze never found; the court is now considering this a runaway case. Is Mr. Blaze innocent? We'll let you decide." Just the headlines make me seem like a bad guy. If only they knew the truth, but the media will never know. The only one who knows the truth is Bianca; I trust her with my life. Sometimes, I wish she didn't know the truth either. Bianca still holds a grudge against Becca for what she did. Becca and that little girl were my worlds, and I let them down. It's my fault they're dead. After Shredding the articles, I throw the envelope in the trash. Hoping it will never be seen again. I have a chance at a fresh start, and nobody is going to interfere. My phone rings, breaking me

She confessed. “And I never liked it when you scolded me.” He chuckled and kissed her lips, she kissed him back. “I love you Maeve Cartel.” “I love you, Dixon Ambrose.” They laughed at themselves. “I wanna spend every moment with you, till forever comes.” THE END Thank you for reading Mystery Girl