Toxic Bl Novels & Stories

My reasoning is because I was focusing on finishing off high school, had to deal with graduation and family matters, and most of all I was unmotivated and I have been. Yes, I know it sounds like an excuse but I'd rather write Blinded when I'm motivated rather than write crappy chapters that I don't enjoy writing. So for the month of June, I'm going to take a break from writing, find some sort of motivation, and overall figure out what direction I want Blinded to go. So for right now, it is a goodbye unit next month. Sorry for the delay. -L.N.F

Troy pipes up again with his unwelcome opinion, talking as if I'm not sitting directly in front of him. I scowl at him, burning holes through his head, until he finally decides to acknowledge me. "You wanted the truth, BroSpellcaster. I'm just putting it out there, your nose looks rather out there. Looks like a botched Botox op if I'm being partially honest with you. If I'm completely honest, Max's right, you're gonna bawl your eyes out but don't worry, you were never attractive anyway. Nothing lost." He touches the side of his head, pretending that there's a brain somewhere in there, "Positive thinking, my friend. You're welcome."

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

“Alright, how bout I compensate for that with a thick white drink?” Kent, confused, pointed at Thor, Deuss, and himself repeatedly. “Am I hearing this right? Do I know what you’re talking about?” Thor nodded. “How about several, thick white drinks?” “Uhhh,” he hesitated and looked at Erric. He was staring at the windows on the second floor. “Erric, you hearing this? Is it alright?” Everyone knew Erric haven’t gone into bed with a woman despite his popularity. He thought about it carefully, glanced at each of his brothers then finally at Kent. “Yeah, try one first.”

That’s how Smash did his business. Shit. That son of a bitch had to pay for putting his dirty hands on Alicia. On my way back to my house, I was so fucken worried. I knew Smash and the business that he ran. He was a drug lord and he was trafficking girls, and I knew that Alicia wasn’t safe around him.

Jake said, ignoring Lucian's words. Bellona didn't have the energy to look up but she could tell it was the same man who stopped Lucian from continuing his torture on her the other time. For the first time, Bellona was happy to see someone. At least he'd stop Lucian because she couldn't take it any longer, she was at her limit. "I hope you know that you're just a gamma" Lucian reminded him. "And you're just a beta" Jake retorted. "You have no right to give out punishments without the Alpha's order."

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

I positioned them right against my lower ribs, where the lethal blades could be drawn with a single, invisible twitch of my wrist. Then came the most agonizing, terrifying part of the preparation. I walked over to my marble washbasin, picking up a small, unlabeled amber glass vial. Inside sloshed a thick, iridescent silver liquid. It was a near-lethal, highly toxic dose of my premium botanical scent-blockers, heavily laced with crushing metallic bismuth compounds designed to completely, violently paralyze my internal Lycan biology. If my heart rate spiked during combat on the summit floor, or if my inner wolf desperately tried to surge forward to protect me from an assassin's blade, this liq

“Like raping my mother.” “Where’s your proof, Moretti?” Alexis snapped, airy voice now dredged with rage. “He was young and wanted to fit in with his friends. My brother would have never done what you’ve accused him of.” Shrugging his shoulders back, Jon’s fingers twitched on the trigger of his gun. Zoe clenched onto his bicep, her shallow breathing snapping him back to reality and he quietend for her sake.

Jack immediately frowned and signaled for someone to take her away. His expression turned gloomy. He pulled Gabriel to the front of my car and forced him to kneel. Then, he grabbed a stick, striking Gabriel hard several times until Gabriel collapsed, whimpering in pain. After that, with a humble and servile attitude, he said, “Mr. Cullen, my brother is truly blind. He failed to recognize who you were. Please calm your anger. Jenkins Construction will cover any damages today. We’ll even buy you a better car.” “If one car isn’t enough, we’ll buy ten. Even a hundred of them. Whatever it takes to earn your forgiveness!