Neon Blazing Lion Novels & Stories

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

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

“Put the past aside. The Neons are back and stronger than before. He could help us this time.” My fist slammed into the wall, the stone cracking beneath my knuckles. He did not continue; that was for the best. The part of me he wanted to resurrect was long buried. I would rather move mountains than seek help from him, and Bruno knew it. “Eighteen years ago, I drove them away alone. What makes you think I cannot do it again?” “This is different, Zayne!” he snapped. “I stayed awake all night studying their evolution. Scar didn’t tell you, Alpha Leo was killed last night. The marks on his body could only be made by a Neon. They grow stronger feeding on blood, human, wolf, anything.”

Jagged rocks jutted out from the earth, their silhouettes illuminated by the hungry flames that danced and flickered, casting eerie shadows that seemed to writhe with life. Amid this chaos stood a majestic white lion, his fur glowing like a beacon against the consuming inferno. He paced restlessly, the blue barrier surrounding him pulsing with fading light, struggling to hold back the encroaching flames. The heat was oppressive, wrapping around him like a suffocating shroud, while the crackling of the fire echoed in the stillness of the night, a relentless reminder of the danger closing in.

Blaze isn't given so much as a chance to argue before, suddenly, a sharp, furious voice cuts through the air and demands their attention. "We're home!" And just as fast as they hear her - Leona - Blaze's anger is forgotten and replaced with the fear of hers, that vengeful lioness they hear closing in on them. He wasn't a problem anymore. She was. And a much bigger one, too. Liviana and Blaze share a look of dread, hit with a wave of nausea along with a sense of déjà vu. Now what the hell were they supposed to do?

I walked down the stairs, my arms swollen from the burn, but the pain made everything clearer. Colin finally noticed my mood, tossing out a half-hearted line. "Thanks, Selena. The cat ran into the fire, and we had no choice but to call you." His friends erupted in jeers. "Man, you're so polite. She might ask you to marry her." "You're done for, Colin. She's gonna cling to you." Joyce stepped in front of Colin, protective. "Guilt-tripping is not cool. Queenie's my cat. If you've got a problem, take it up with me."

This was a world of wonders she had only begun to explore. Then, from behind her, a bone-chilling and thunderous roar shatters the stillness of the night. It reverberated through the forest like a deep, resonant thunderclap, infused with a guttural, rolling quality. Instinctively, Astrid knew without a doubt who it was. Their chemistry blazed forth with a brilliance that defied the encompassing darkness, akin to the mesmerizing birth of a radiant spark amidst the profound obscurity. Astrid turns to behold Blaze's other form, Lucian the Tiger.

Ava grins at my gesture and pulls out a chair for herself too. "What would you like to drink babe?" I drawl at Blaze and she gives me a look that says —'are you nuts?' Probably I just need an escape plan else I bask in the claws of Raleigh. "You are his girlfriend?" Raleigh asks Blaze and I squeeze her hands underneath the table, wordlessly begging her to play along. I sigh when Blaze pulls off her charming smile. "Hi I'm Bliss. . Bliss Carnap and you are?" "She is Raleigh, Raleigh Lockwood. . my highschool mate" I offer.

I wіll fіnd a way tо brіng dоwn Neon Lірѕ. I wіll mаkе hеr аnd those uglу mеn рау fоr еvеrуthіng thеу’vе dоnе tо Aрrіl and mе, and tо Sarah аnd Luсу. I swear іt. [Next POV: 'Blake' in Chapter 75]

There’s a screaming storm surrounding it and flashes of red, demonic lightning. But I see it, clear as day. So cautious, afraid, and hopeful, I reach a hand toward it. I summon Neron, collecting all the power I can. I reach. I imagine killing that pulsing darkness. My hands glow blue and brilliant. And the second I touch it, my brain is filled with screams, a howling storm of rage. And everything goes dark.