Novel & Cerita Shannon Lee Blade

“And when he sends Liam back to Maddison, you will keep your son alive, but not the mother of your child. I know you still have feelings for Maddison, I'm aware that even if you sometimes seem to fall in love with Crystal, you can't do it because there seems to be an obstacle and holding you back. You still love her. ” Blade sighed. “When I spoke to Maddison, I felt a strange excitement and joy. I know that doesn’t feel right to others. When I heard her voice, the past seemed to come back to me. I missed her… ”he whispered. “What do you think if you confess everything to Maddison and find out where your child is? That way we can send personnel, to monitor and watch over the child as we plan

This broke Shane's heart, "What are you doing?! What do you have that you come at me, bullying a woman, what kind of skill is that!" Leah cried in pain, but she dared not make any sudden movements, afraid of risking her life. She didn't want to die, she hadn't yet received the entire Dawson family's inheritance, and Lena hadn't been played to death yet. Just as she was about to beg for mercy, Lena swung the knife again, and her other arm was also bleeding. The two wounds were as long as a finger, and they looked quite scary. Leah almost fainted from the fright. Shane's face turned pale with anxiety, and he shouted desperately, "Come at me! Come at me!"

I thought of the last time I had touched her like this—when she was asleep and I had wished on the moon that I could take her pain away. “Do it,” I said. My voice was thick. The Seer handed me a thin silver blade. It was older than anything I had ever seen. It felt cold in my palm. My wolf, Leo, snarled in my head. “No,” he warned. “Don't wound her.” “We have no choice,” I told him. “Do what must be done.” I pressed the blade to Leah’s palm. The skin broke. A small bead of blood welled up, then fell into the bowl that the Seer held like a chalice. The scent of iron filled the air and I tasted bile.

"Damn you! You have no shame!" "No more talk, Blade. Are you ready? I can't handle it anymore... Hmmm" Lorcan hummed as he pushed his shaft a little closer to her opening. Blade's inner clenched as she held her breath. Her heart is palpitating so much at the thought of his meat entering her hols. "I-It's my first time...." Blade swallowed hard as she felt a little fear. It must be painful. "Fuck. If you are not gentle, I swear I'm going to cut your dick off!"

“That’s classified.” She arched her brow. “Classified? Really?” He only smirked, eyes glinting in the faint light. “Then what about you and Jaylen?” she pressed. “How did you meet him? Why do you trust him so much?” Blade’s smile faltered, just slightly. “Work.” “What kind of work?” He was quiet for a long time. When he spoke, his voice had lost its humor. “I was on a mission. Things went south. I got shot, left behind. He found me before anyone else did.”

Luntian walked closer and closer until she was in front of the Mayari Tabbu once again. “Mayari Tabbu, with you I entrust this blade…” She said, “...a Black Blade that remains unknown to how its made.” She handed over the blade that’s covered with a thick wool. “The village Shaman from where Accashia was born kept it hidden. And she used this blade to try to remove the mark from where Accashia was bitten.”

She said. “Thank you Doctor Lane.” As Dr. Laura Lane watched Latton’s figure disappear in the corridor, she let out a faint smile and added notes on her record. “Miss Latton, came here today, August 25, 2023, after a month of no contact. She arrived in a better mood and shared a different story. In today’s topic she did not mention anything about her father, or her childhood trauma. Instead, she shared stories about a man she was seeing named Blade. As per Miss Latton, Blade makes her feel alive. She also mentioned, she still sometimes talks to herself but in a friendlier manner and, for the last 3 months, never thought of hurting herself or anyone.”

Blade forgot the deer. He turned and stalked toward the new thing. The weak, wounded thing that smelled of enemy. The rage had a new target. He loomed over her, a giant of shadow and fangs. The girl looked up, her face pale with pain and terror. She didn’t scream. She just whimpered again, her voice a broken thread. “P-please… don’t… help me…” *Kill her, * Blade’s thought was a dark pulse. *She smells of them. Kill her and howl our pain to the moon.*

’ I added, making her blush. Just then, my phone rang and I pulled it out, frowning down at the number. Janaina… Giving the group a nod and Kiara a tap on the ass, I walked towards the front garden, not wanting anyone to hear the conversation. "Yeah? What’s up?" "I wanted to let you know that I have created the blade. The question is, have you chosen someone to wield it? Remember there is only one chance." She said quietly, I glanced back towards the open front door at Chris and Liam, seeing Liam’s sharp eyes watching me.