Sonic Blaze Novels & Stories

Jo asked his son. I waved at him and he pulled me in for a hug. A brief hug. We didn't have chemistry. I wish we did. But who was I kidding? The man didn't even have chemistry with his son. I got a hug. Blaze didn't. I should be glad. “No,” Blaze replied to his dad. “But you know who I heard from?” He and his dad toasted briefly with their beer bottles before he said, “mum.” Silence fell around us.

Almost. I froze, my breath catching. My eyes dropped to the ground. Beneath my foot, a square stone depressed slightly, its edges glowing with a sinister red light. "Oh no..." The silence shattered. A piercing wail ripped through the air, sharp and mechanical, reverberating against the stone walls. The sound was followed by the grinding of gears, the snapping of bolts, the unmistakable thunder of mechanisms awakening. Red lines flared across the walls and ground, rushing outward in a spiderweb of light.

“But not strong enough.” He struck again. This time, Lyra saw it, but it was too late. In Malek’s hand, there was a glint of metal. A blade, which had some sort of liquid dripping from it. “No!” She called out. Kaelan lunged again, but Malek was faster. And the blade sank into Kaelan’s side. Lyra could already see, it was deep. Too deep. Kaelan’s wolf let out a sound Lyra had never heard before, a choked, broken howl that tore through her soul.

I staggered and Pelin caught my arm. “Follow my lead!,” I said. “We can do this!” I met her eyes and I knew she felt it. We drew the heat in, the pain, the exhaustion, the fear. We did not fight it. We let it shape us. The sand beneath us began to melt. “Sunburst Core!” we cried together. Light erupted from the ground, ember-golden and blinding. Heat surged outward in a roaring wave. The sand fused into glass beneath our feet. Leo screamed as the flames and shards hit him. Scorpio shrieked as the light burned through his armor.

With a crushed dream and a heavy heart- I accepted my defeat against the overpowered form before me. Blaze rushed to me and put his hands over my shoulder, before I could push him away or yell the truth to anyone he moved to my ear and whispered, “If you said anything, I will kill everyone here… and I can do it.” I was left with the incapability to react when I heard it. Incomprehensible chills were given to my bones. I gave him a pleading look with my teary gaze, he looked at me with a flawless facade of affection in which endless detest and wrath reside with absolute dominance.

“There’s really nothing to talk about, okay? Now, shoo! I have to work.” “Right,” Chris replies with a giggle, and he backs off, at least for now. “Make me proud, Brandy.” “Don’t I always?” I say and give him a wink. And even as Chris disappears backstage, I could still hear him laughing. “So…” I say into the mic, making sure to twist the main bass knob to low, leaving a somewhat heavy beat but not too overpowering that I wouldn’t be heard. “Where were we?” I ask in Brandy’s sexy voice and I bite my lip, turned on at how the crowd went wild with just the sound of my voice.

Blaze became restless after Dario left. He grew worried about his brother. At the same time, he got increasingly furious. The war had been going on for two weeks. However, he had yet to seize control of the council. The death toll went up day by day. The conspiracy of the council also thickened as the war progressed. Blaze became impatient. He wanted to end the war as soon as possible. He couldn’t wait to kill Virgil. As his anger intensified, his wolf became more ferocious. It growled in his head, ready to take control.

Then lightning preceded a thunderclap, sending Alethia to the door. Alethia composed herself immediately. She grabbed the doorknob carefully and breathed deeply, then she opened the door. And there he was, the subject of her night fantasy. Ethan sighed with relief and touched her by her shoulder, shooting flaming arrows through her heart so that she shot her eyes at him sharply. But of course, he wouldn't know what he was doing to her body. "I was worried about you," Ethan said. He peered at her eyes and watched them embrace the reflection of him. She smelled so nice that he felt intoxicated by her scent, but again he was always reasonable enough to remove his hand from her shoulder.

Blaze's phone beeps twice with a disturbing message. It was from Erebus, "By the time you find her, she will be no more, so much for your Ride, pussy boy!" In anger, Blaze crushed his phone in his hand, as He growled so loud the neighboring packs were scared. *SYLA!!!! PLEASE ANSWER ME!!!!* *Blaze?* he heard her faint voice and froze, *Was that you that howled?* I asked still very sleepy, the air was getting thin.

"If you say so, then... fine. We'll try to talk to him." Blaze only hums, his finger gently tracing the rim of his abandoned glass and his gaze stuck on the way it moved. He wasn't sure why, but he just couldn't bring himself to look her in the eye. It felt tense, strained, as if doing so would lead to something to break. So, he avoids it. He clears his throat, casting his sights to the floor beneath his feet as he braces the sofa, prepared to stand and set off on their new mission. "Great," he murmurs, rising. "Let's go and find him then, shall we?"