Ron X Blaise Novels & Stories

Rose’s POV: So, now that work he wants to do from me. I am tired just by washing utensils and wants to go home to where I spend y whole life but this tire of work makes me to just lay down on sofa and I want to relax my body but he again came and give me another work to do. Truthly, I never want to do any other work because I also not have so much strength to do any other and it makes me more anger. And this time I want that he should eat me instead of doing all that work from me. This time I have to wash his clothes and finally after an hour I complete this work also and now it’s evening, the sun looks so beautiful from the terrace of mansion, at one side sun is sat and on the other side th

A looked crossed his eyes,but it went away as quickly as it came, and soon he was looking at me amused again. "Of course, I didn't anticipate finding raunchy books in a sweet girl's bag, you're definitely right. Noted, I'm never doing that again." I scowled and he smirked. "So Rosie?" He asked, I couldn't help it, I rolled my eyes at that, rubbing at my temples. "No, my name's Rosette, not Rosie. That's childish." "Okay, so Rose. Well that's a pretty name for a very pretty girl, as cliché as it sounds, it's the truth, you're a pretty little flower." And the blush that was barely receding was back again.

She couldn't finish when Xavier wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her to his muscular build, pressing her to him. “Dance with me,” Xavier said huskily. His voice was commanding yet so compelling. Lost in his voice and hypnotic gaze, Reina didn't know when she placed her hands on Xavier's shoulders, and they began to move to the music, their gaze locked. “Blonde…” Xavier said when he twirled Reina out then back against him, his voice trailing off as he studied Reina’s face as she held his gaze. Confusion washed over Reina's features; her brow furrowed and her eyes widened slightly. “My partner is blonde,” he continued, a thoughtful look crossing his face, “so I know you aren't her.

Blaise sat beside me, arm around my shoulders, forehead pressed to mine as we watched Storm meet the girl who would one day be his fiercest protector — and he hers. “What do we name her?” he whispered, though we both already knew. I kissed her tiny head. “Aurelia.” Aurelia — golden one. Blaise closed his eyes, letting the name sink into him. “Aurelia,” he whispered reverently. Storm tried to say it. “Aww-wee-ya….” Close enough. We laughed through tears. Blaise pressed his lips to my forehead. “You gave me everything,” he murmured. “A home… a family… a future.”

Blaise was pretty hard to miss, he was much larger than an Alpha wolf and his fur was a mixture of light blue and gray like Onyx, but Blaise’s eyes were violet. Blaise caught up to the first wolf in seconds and I smelled the decaying scent of a rogue strongly even as I watched from the back of my own mind. Blaise bit down on his neck as he kept running and snapped it as he lunged at the second wolf. He didn’t fare any better than the first wolf and died quickly as Blaise severed his head from his body.

"They're Clive Travis, and Blaise Kelsey. Fire and healing elements, respectively." The guy named Clive stepped forward and held up a hand to her. "Nice to meet you," he enthusiastically said with a mega-watt smile. He has curly brown hair that looks like a bird's nest and bright brown eyes. Clive was the tallest among the men. He looked like a giant baby. Chloe accepted his huge hand firmly. "Nice to meet you, too." Blaise flashed his all-white teeth in a cute grin. He's just the same height as Lucian but he looked older than all of them. With emerald green eyes and auburn hair, he looked like an autumn season that will warm the whole group.

"What are you talking about? I was great at hiding!" I roll my eyes. "Jax I saw you two leaving the trainees' quarters together and when I asked you about the marks all over both of your necks you told me they were bruises from sparring," I recall with a small chuckle. "I still think that's a decent cover story," he mutters. "Jaxon there is no such thing as a decent cover story for a hickey," Kaine sighs. "You would know," Angel snorts. I turn to her with a low growl. Her eyes go wide and she hides behind Zella who just rolls her eyes. "Okay now that you're done reminiscing, we both think Blaise is perfect, thank you Jaxon," she says, moving to give him a hug.

Adrian was a little shocked as he did not expect Adrian to be able to balance his school life and perfect grades with his passion. "Well that is very much impressive", Adrian said. Rachel too was equally shocked as she did not expect that Blaise was saying the actual truth, she thought he was just playing around with her like he always did.

he asked sharply. Austin took a small step back, clearly taken aback by Blaze’s sudden intensity. He stammered, his voice a little shaky. “Oh, I just—” Blaze didn’t let him finish. His gaze turned colder, more menacing. “You just what?” He took a slow step toward Austin, his body language radiating dominance. “Thought it was okay to come crying to someone else's woman after your one did you wrong?” Austin seemed to shrink under the weight of Blaze’s words, his usual bravado faltering. “No, that’s not—”