Mystery Bandit Blaze Novels & Stories

“What the hell was that?” I couldn’t answer. My throat was too tight, my chest too heavy. Because I understood. That hadn’t been a rescue. That had been a message. Theo had crossed into Damien’s territory. And Damien did not share. ----- End of Chapter Seven ✨

“I received another call. I went to the apartment early and found those men I met yesterday waiting for me. They asked me to call in sick and closed my phone. I was praying Adley would not come to check on me. Knowing Adley, it’s impossible.” “Where is she now, Blaze?” “She went with the two men and made me promise not to tell anyone, even you and Elise.” His voice dropped in the end. I forced myself to be rational. I understood Blaze somehow, even if I was beyond frustrated. “What the fuck, Burns? How could you let her go alone?” “I volunteered to go with her, but she said she’s gonna be okay. Her grandfather won’t hurt her. Her words, man.” “How do you even know those are her grandfather’s

Blaze sighed. “Mama, we pway cops and wobbers.” Ryder informed. “Yeah, and dada’s the wobber.” Rebel smiled mischievously. Storm eyes Blaze. “You’re supposed to be getting them ready not playing cops and wobbers.” She told him with a wide smile. “I was trying to, and they ambushed me and tied me up.” He explained. “They ambushed you, huh?” Summer giggled at her big brother.

After he nodded, I linked the teams. MOVE TO POSITION Blaze, I don't know if you can hear me, but I need you. I'm sorry I didn't listen to you. I'm saving our mate. I can't do this without you buddy. Help me About Fucking Time I smiled Good to have you back buddy. Let's go get our mate. I shifted to Blaze and led the teams. We used the cover of night to hide until everyone was in place, circled the packs surrounding the outside.

Blaze whispered, I chuckle and walk beside him. Blaze has been a dear friend and a brother I never had. Ever since Cassidy's death after a month he's been hanging out with them again and to my surprise the bitch did get back at them and she's into it again, acting inoccent but smiling evilly when we're alone together.

Without a glance back, he commanded, "Chop Jimmy up and feed him to the dogs. As for Lilyanne, strip her and send her to the red-light district. Once she has serviced 99 men, send the photographs to her husband. He'll know what to do." It was midnight by the time Derek got back to the estate. The fire in the basement had been put out, but the mercenaries reported that my body was nowhere to be found. Letting out a small sigh of relief, Derek dialed my number over and over. Yet, he did not get an answer. Just as he was about to make his 100th call attempt, his phone vibrated. He received a video recording of me being pushed into a fire pit. "Saving us some trouble, just like you wished."

Should have known that bitch agreed too easily to take them to Nirath, but ha, here they are, miles away from Ashbourne, while it’s on fire—that’s a pack Kieran swore to protect; he won’t be alive and watch it burn. Fuck! Kiean curses under his breath as he whirls the wheels again, the van bouncing as the road is too narrow and the speed is at its highest; the van is almost flying off the ground, and no one tells him to slow down, the same weight pressed hard on their chest, not knowing what awaits them at home. By the time they cross into Ashbourne's territory, night has already fallen, the sky is dark, and the sound greets them before the sight does: howls, screams, and wolves crying, foll

Her voice was low and dark, “The foolish man even asked me to stay some more in the pack. He really is wishing for death. And I promise to give him that.” The fire cracked, “Go get ready, Papa. We leave for the Moonrage pack at first light.”

she said. I begged her to reconsider, but she shot me down flat. No biggie, though. There were plenty of other girls at the concert. I would just pick someone else next time. After the show, we split up and went our separate ways. Back home, I spilled the beans to my buddy Leon Gordon. Leon's jaw dropped. "You're full of it, man. Keep dreaming. Like any girl would get with you at a concert, in front of everyone." I pointed to the sky, swearing my honesty. "I'm dead serious, Leon. If I'm lying, I'm a total zero.

“You have someone gunning for you, I have someone gunning for me. Perhaps the person is one and the same.” I scowled at him. “Perhaps. Perhaps not. Why could this not wait until tomorrow?” “Two of my guys are dead.” “What do you expect me to do about that, Blaze? Necromancy isn’t in my skill set.” His face dropped. “Blaze, enough dancing around the issue. Why are you here? What do you want?” “Guns.” “Guns. Can you actually afford to pay for them? You’ve just told me you lost a shipment of cocaine. That isn’t good for your bottom line.”