Ron X Blaise Novels & Stories

Past in Axons POV I go by the name of Axon Blaze, and I am a freshman at the University of Stanford. Unfortunately, my life is anything but average for a college student. The truth is Axon Blaze is not my real name. It is an alias I use, so no one knows who I am. Thanks to my father and his powerful enemies, I have to hide.

He turned to Johan who was busy with a dish full of roasted meat and took one of his hands. “Wha-“ Prince Xander placed the Johan’s hand on the sword hilt which immediately turned the blade to a light shade of blue. “Hey, I’m eating here!” Johan pulled back his hand and continued eating. “Hmm... Interesting,” said Matt as he rubbed his chin. “It seems that Johan’s flame burns hotter than your own. No wonder he’s an Ignacius!” “I wonder if my father can produce a blue blade as well?” Xander mumbled.

My arm hairs were becoming singed, surrounding me in the stench of burning hair. Shaggy and the others forced me to a halt just ten feet away from Nox. His face was impassive, utterly blank, though I was positive I’d seen just a glimmer of surprise when he scanned me from head-to-toe. “Here she is, Alpha. The savage Luna.” Blondie sang, her voice full of smugness that I couldn’t wait to tear to shreds. Nox nodded at her, just a slight tilt of his head. “Thank you, Brinley.”

I warn, I don’t want her giving up her secrets in case this all goes wrong. “You don’t get to rewrite history just because your mate is here now, my pet.” Blaise croons, still talking to her in that same besotted voice he used the first time he saw her, despite how crude he is about her when speaking to me. “It’s okay, Bastien.” Selene assures me, my name like music on her lips, “We’re going to get through this.” “I’d like to see you try.” Blaise counters coolly.

It was clear that he, too, would be unable to assist me in this fight, leaving me to face Roxy's unexplained power alone. "Good girl," Blaze purred, his voice dripping with sadistic satisfaction as he praised Roxy for her unexpected display of strength. Roxy's grip on me remained unyielding, her body weight pinning me to the ground. Blaze's tone turned venomous as he addressed me, his words spat out with malice. "I'll bet you're wondering just what you got yourself into, Reaver." Though my head was twisted away, unable to face Blaze, I refused to be silenced.

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

I told her, “Think about it. You still have six kids and those six kids will be having children of their own. You are still going to need them for family gatherings. Taylor agreed and decided to keep them. Blaise and Max decided to go to college. That is where they found their mates. Blaise found Rosalina from the Fae realm. She is absolutely beautiful with her perfect pale skin, huge blue eyes and chocolate brown hair. She fits right in with the family too, because she has a very quick wit and just the right amount of sass. They chose to live in the Fae realm so they can help her parents run their business. They have had four children so far, all girls. Blaise swears he is beyond fine with

He won't want to mention names to avoid being kicked out of the table. Instead, he stretched his arms out to the vain man in front of him, still searching for what his sister saw in him anyway, and with a satisfied smirk watch the awe in his eyes at the gesture. "I'm the Xavier Salvador. Nice to meet you," Brian met his shake enthusiastically while Melissa watched the exchange with a sardonic smile.

The lights came on to reveal Sasha, seated with crossed legs. Blaise sighed and sat on the bed, removing his hat and coat. "How did you know I was the one?" "I can smell you from miles away, Alpha Blaise," Sasha replied as she stood, wearing only red panties and a bra. "Why have you come to my den? And you are smoking again; I thought you quit." She walked over to a drawer, poured wine into two glasses, and handed one to Blaise. "You look like a mess. It looks like you could use some help."