Sonic Blaze Novels & Stories

I leaned back against the rail and stared at the beams above us, listening to the echoing clashes below. Blaze. He was old, not in years alone but in blood, in violence and in survival. If Kara had gone down, Blaze would’ve burned kingdoms to find her. If Reese was in danger, there wouldn’t be a desert left standing. “My thoughts exactly,” Solomon said softly, like he had plucked it from my mind. “That creature would tear the world inside out before letting her disappear.” “That’s what scares me.” I muttered. Solomon tilted his head. “Blaze does not fail." he reminded me.

Even the late Almighties could only get horribly defeated. “Leave the two Super Sky Demons to me and Eros. You can take care of the rest. Pledge your life to defend your homeland,” Blaze said through gritted teeth. Someone from the team stood up and said, “But Blaze, you and Eros haven’t recovered from your injuries yet, so if you rashly fight the Super Sky Demons, I’m afraid...” “Yeah! Blaze, your injuries...” Someone else stood up and echoed.

“Don’t let this one get away, son.” Nick was quick to respond. “I do not intend to.” Blaze extended his hand to me; I shook it. “We make perfect music together, Mackenzie. Our chemistry is undeniable.” Then he pulled my hand to his lips and gave it a kiss. “I don’t know how many threats I need to give you before it actually gets through your thick skull,” Nick said to Blaze, his voice full of warning. Blaze laughed. “Relax, bro. You know I won’t do anything to you that you won’t do to me.” Then he winked at Nick before leaning forward to give him a hug. “See you soon, big brother.”

The air seemed to vibrate with tension, heavy with the weight of unspoken words, as if the very act of destroying the knife had become a declaration of intent, a statement of my capabilities “Bold of you to assume we have provoked them at all.” Blaze said. My eyebrow arched upward in a subtle, inquiring gesture. “Cryomancers never attack unless provoked, it’s not in their nature.” My response was measured and neutral, carefully calibrated to avoid any hint of sarcasm or provocation. Blaze's reaction, however, was telling. His eyes, those piercing, intense orbs, betrayed a flicker of concern, a glimmer of worry that he couldn't quite conceal.

I finally answered. “Do you want some breakfast, Steph?” Alaric asked. His speech sounded even slower with Ally’s fast paced speech. I turned to decline, though I hadn’t thought up a reason why, I just knew I couldn’t stay here and watch him with Ally. When I found his green eyes upon me once again, I lost my train of thought. He raised his eyebrows as a playful grin began to spread across his face. “Your shits gonna burn!” Brock called loudly from the kitchen.

Blaze phone rings from his pocket, he picked it up and answered it. "Blaze when will you come home?" The sweet voice said through his phone. "Later, mother." Blaze said in his gruff and deep voice, his allure makes the girls fall in love with him with one glance of his deep piercing green eyes, he inherited from his mother while he got his father cold, demanding features. "Honey you have to come home, you know." She said insisting that her son should come home, she's been worried that her son wasn't feeling well but her mate insured her that he's just dealing with rogues problems.

"Zeke?" "We need to talk Blaze" he says icily. • • •

She smiled at the thought. “It really is stuffy, though, Eli. I agree with Boss R,” Kat, who is standing beside her now fixing her make-up, said. “Right? And please, stop calling me Boss R, just Ross is fine,” Ross, Eli’s father, said back. “She is having fun doing that, Ross. She thinks it is so cool,” Lucas was the one to speak now. He was just watching Kat do her make-up with no expression in his face. “It is really cool, though. It is not every day that you get to meet a leader of a powerful vampire pack,” Kat retorted.

His uncle growled, pushing him to the side as the white wolves began to attack. Blaze watched his uncle fighting the enemies. He balled his fists as he clenched his jaw, controlling his anger. However, he could not suppress the rage burning in his heart. His golden-brown eyes blazed like red flames. Then he felt a strange power within him that was going to explode. ‘Blaze,’ He heard a powerful voice call his name inside him. ‘Who are you?’ He asked in his mind. ‘I’m Marcus. I’m your wolf, Blaze.’