Silver Kiss Blaze Novels & Stories

With the usage of the Life Book, the law power around them started changing drastically, as several golden symbols flew up into the air, then towards Blaze. Boom! The young man already felt like he couldn't take it anymore, even though it had only been one blow. Spitting out some blood, he gathered some of his energy and dashed forward, yet only to be restrained by a string of golden symbols. “F*ck!” Blaze cursed and sacrificed one of his treasures, a broken crock. However, it seemed obvious that he cherished this item a lot. When he took it out, a pained expression was plastered on his face. After that, he spat a mouthful of blood onto the treasure.

"Those people will kill you without feeling remorse if they find out you're here. Swear it. Upon the Moon Goddess." I groaned. "I swear it upon the Moon Goddess that I won't leave this spot. Satisfied now?" He stared at me for long moments, his beautiful blue eyes locked into mine, and then he nodded with satisfaction. "Alright. Wait here." I waited until he was safely in the forest, then turned the opposite way he'd gone. I broke my promise and left the spot I was crouching, then slowly began to circle the perimeter of the forest, towards where the murderers stood on the edge of the garden.

Blaze had given her this small knife back at the Phoenix cave, an alternative to using her powers in a fight. She had rarely used it since Alessia, as battling Alessia with a knife could have been risky. "Astralys!" Arabella snarled, deflecting an attack and driving her blade into an undead jugular. It sizzled, and he screeched, vibrating nonstop. Arabella eyed the knife; it had never sizzled before. It was strange that it was happening now. "That is a silver blade coated with wolfsbane," Sandro commented, eyeing her.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

Now, only power spoke. Gloria knelt first, laying a talon-shaped blade across her knees. Its hilt was carved from bone that pulsed faintly in the darkness, like a heartbeat echoing through the ground. The air grew colder around her, coiling like serpents, and her lips moved without sound. The frost crawling along her skin wasn’t entirely natural; it was the blade calling to her, the spirits whispering their obedience.

After a while he finally stopped and looked at me with sparkling black eyes. “I should probably finish this,” he whispered huskily and lowered his face towards mine. He brushed his lips against mine and my heart skipped a beat. Our lips touched softly and slowly as our eyes locked together in an intense gaze. I couldn’t take my eyes off his eyes that were glowing like gold in the dim room. “I want to taste more of you. Your beauty is poisoning me, Natasha.” I felt complete, like a piece of my puzzle was finally coming together again. My lips parted slightly and he licked one side of my mouth teasingly. He opened the seam of my mouth and slid his tongue in.

"Silver hair, Silver eyes and a mark on her neck." Draven's pulse quickened. The mark. The symbol of the Keepers. Stefan continued. "She knew things she shouldn't have known. About Crestmoon. About BloodFall. About Philipa." Now Draven was fully alert. "What did she say about Philipa?" Stefan looked directly at him, his expression was deadly serious. "She called Philipa..." A pause, then—"The Child of the Silver Moon." The words hit Draven like a physical blow, because he had seen nearly the same phrase inside the damaged BloodFall archives.

Lynn was the only smiling excitingly. “Oh, come on yall we got this, it’s not that hard.” Lynn said, picking out her harness and rope. Ji’lahni and Mina narrowed their eyes at Lynn. “Bitch, you’re a damn ninja you were probably scaling walls two days after your momma had you. We are not the damn same, we can’t even climb a tree let alone climb a glass wall.” Ji’lahni said rolling her eyes at Lynn. Mina went to stand in front of Blaze pulled the collar of his shirt down to expose his amulet that was embedded in his chest. “Hey mike, how about come on out, so you can fly my ass to the top floor of this damn building.” Mina said tapping on the amulet, it did absolutely nothing as she tapped on

Cassian clearly realized fighting both of us directly was no longer advantageous. So naturally… He targeted Gina. Coward. He vanished into smoke-like shadows, then reappeared directly beside her. Gina reacted instantly. She ducked beneath his claws with startling speed. Former training? She drove her dagger toward his ribs. Cassian caught her wrist, then froze because silver light spread across where he held her. His expression changed to shock. “No…” he whispered. Gina’s eyes flashed brilliant silver, and the entire corridor shook as power erupted outward. Cassian screamed as silver fire consumed his arm. He stumbled backward in horror. “The blood is active already?”