Sonic X Blaze Fanfic Novels & Stories

All well mannered and attentive. Breen was fast on his booted feet as he helped her down and their chests met for a moment. His chest felt hard against her soft pillows of pleasure as Valeen called them. She bit at her lower lip and took in a scent that made her head swim. What the heck? Her body was simmering from the heat coming off of his. She looked into his dark eyes. That heated look she saw before glittered there and she sucked in her breath. He’s like his brother Jude, yet…not. He halted too, and gazed at her face. “Um, Victoria—I wanted to say that—”

But it's indeed too late for her to think about the flaws that have happened. In an attempt to bridge the emotional gap, Blaze made another effort to engage Raiden in conversation. "Hey, um, I was just wondering if I could join you?" she asked. Unfortunately, Raiden showed no inclination to respond, remaining silent and avoiding eye contact. Despite the emotional turmoil, Blaze managed to muster a smile, understanding the possible resentment Raiden harbored for not saving Fraise. With a deep breath, she admitted, "I also hate myself for being such a coward, surviving the dark lord’s wrath alone," before turning away.

I walked down the stairs, my arms swollen from the burn, but the pain made everything clearer. Colin finally noticed my mood, tossing out a half-hearted line. "Thanks, Selena. The cat ran into the fire, and we had no choice but to call you." His friends erupted in jeers. "Man, you're so polite. She might ask you to marry her." "You're done for, Colin. She's gonna cling to you." Joyce stepped in front of Colin, protective. "Guilt-tripping is not cool. Queenie's my cat. If you've got a problem, take it up with me."

Adam stared at Rory and pondered before remarking, “Even assuming Blair was truly gone, Kyle and Solomon are still holding the fort at X. We both know those two are no pushovers. Besides, they will want to get revenge for Blair and will be fortifying their defenses. We…” “I know what I’m doing.” Then, he got up with a hand tucked in his pocket. A severe look shone in his eyes as he proclaimed, “As I said, I will destroy X even if it means I have to go down with it.” Adam frowned. “Why are you doing this?” Adam never understood why Rory’s alter ego hated X so much. Rory turned to Adam with a snarl, “Just because I can!” “Rorr.” Adam tried to plead with him, “Even if you destroy X, Mable is no

My wolf snarls with every hit, urging me to tear, to end it, to kill. Then I hear Alex through the bond. Blake. His voice is strained. Afraid. I freeze for half a second. The rogue alpha takes advantage, slamming his elbow into my ribs. Pain explodes through my side. I stumble back, breath knocked from me. “Blake,” Alex says again, clearer now. “You are not alone.” The bond hums painfully between us. I know he feels everything. I know he is scared for me. “I am here,” I whisper aloud, not sure who I am talking to.

Blythe: "When I close my eyes, I still see you. Not as a warrior. As the boy who used to follow me like I was light." Xavier: "I followed you because I believed in you. Even when I stopped believing in anything else." Blythe: "Do you still believe in me?" Xavier: "No. But I believe in this moment." She kisses him again, slower now, more aching than hungry. The fire dances behind them, and in their stillness, there's reverence—like something holy has been broken open. The Tension Breaks Xavier (voice cracking): "You remember the child I was?"

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.

I don’t like that sound, and I need to remember and ask Riley about it. “Sapphire doesn’t drink?” Chance asks. “No, she has never like the taste of any alcohol.” Riley tells us. “She told me the one time she did get drunk that she doesn’t remember most of the night.” I comment. “Yeah, we were at a party, and a girl she went to school with handed her a cup full of spiked punch. The girl didn’t know, but a few guys had roofied the drink before handing it to her. One of the guys was pissed that Sapphire kept turning him down and wanted to get back at her. Luckily, one of my friends was near when she started stumbling around. We figured out what was going on and got her the fuck out of th

She shouts. “Where does it look like? Now Blaze. Tell me what I want to know.” I state, taking me attention away from her. Blaze curses, but ultimately agrees. Taking the chair across from me and sitting down. He places his gun in holster at his side, as he turns to look at me. “To understand everything, you need to know more about us.” Blaze begins. And thankfully the slut remains silent for once. “Scarlett is my cousin. Her mother is my father’s sister.” Blaze confesses.

He stood behind the firemen with a look of rage pointed directly at me. “Tell him you don’t want to go, baby,” he hollered at me. I could see the vein in his neck pulsing and I began to shake at the thought of all that rage taken out on me. Were he and Jaxon planning to attack me again? What would they have done if it hadn’t been stopped? “Why can’t you go?” Alaric asked. I felt his fingertips graze my arm as he set one of the straps of my dress back onto my shoulder. The other still hung broken.