Unscramble Blazes Novels & Stories

But you need medical attention, and if I shift us back now, you won’t be able to get to help in time. Nausea roils my insides as Blaze takes off running through the forest once again. Can I vomit when Blaze is in control? Is it her nausea I’m sensing? This run through the forest is much different than the last one. Instead of freedom and excitement, we’re weighed down with fear and urgency. Instead of feeling enchanted by the world around us, every tree is an obstacle that Blaze struggles to move around, every creature’s far away cry a possible threat she won’t be able to fight off.

Humiliation burned my cheeks, but fear kept me silent. Blaze moved back to the table, selecting a pair of pliers this time, inspecting them like he was choosing a weapon for war. I clenched my fists. “You’re not going to hurt me.” I tried to put on a brave face but my voice was trembling. Blaze arched a brow. “Oh?” I forced myself to nod. “You’re not a killer.” Blaze hummed, dragging the chair back in front of me and sitting down again. “That’s where you’re wrong, Summer.” He smirked, leaning closer. “I just don’t kill people the way you expect.”

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 thought—I thought you were mad at me." Zac met my gaze and sighed. "I—I wasn't mad at you, Bloom. My family—" he shook his head lightly, looking back out at the field that lied below us. "It's complicated. It's not something I talk about—ever." He looked down at his hands, fiddling with his fingers. "I didn't know how to react when you asked me about them so—I reacted in the worst way possible. I am—I apologize. Really. I need to stop being so..."

The other two followed suit and together, they rushed to get out of Blaze’s sight. A wave of vertigo swamped Lilith, and she squeezed her eyes shut, gasping with nausea. “Lilith?” Blaze called. “Lilith, are you alright?” She shook her head, eyes still shut, alone in the dark and the tearing wind with just the pounding of her heart. She forced her eyes open. Blaze was staring down at her. The sleeve of his shirt had been torn away and there was a long bloody claw mark along his left arm.

The glass flew across the room, narrowly missing Zachary Reid's head and shattering against the wall in an explosion of crystal shards. For a second, the room stood still, frozen in shock at the violent outburst. Zachary barely blinked, remaining stoic as he felt the stray pieces brush against his cheek. " What the hell do you mean she hasn't come home?" Tris roared, his voice filled with venom. His face was flushed, his jaw clenched, and his fists were balled so tightly his knuckles had turned bone white.

Malcolm had made it to the closet and was opening the door. Suddenly a loud blast deafened her. The ground shook. She grabbed at the blinds to steady herself, but they swayed, causing her to stumble. Alarms rang out. And another sound that Aya realized was people screaming. "Oh my God." She peeked out the window. In the glare of the morning sun, she spotted a plume of smoke. "An explosion?" Malcolm whispered. "Where?" "I'm not sure. All I see is smoke." Aya glanced back. He was sagging against the closet door, deathly pale.

Breathe. Step. Step. Look. “Pause.” This time, it was the sky. Clouds stretched wide above us, uneven shapes drifting slowly. “What do you see?” Mrs. Toria asked. “A dragon,” someone said. “A bird.” “A face.” Karl squinted. “…That one looks like you.” I turned. “Which one?” “That one,” she said, pointing vaguely. “That’s not helpful.” I glared at her. Ernest glanced up. “…I see it.”

Chapter 54 Set Fire and Burn by Ruth Nalio Alatap… I crested the hill, out of breath, just in time to see Zander fall to the ground. Angelica stood about ten feet away from them, her body covered in brilliant orange flames, wind whipping all around the crumbling city. I opened my mouth to yell for her to run when tornadoes began to drop all over the city. My eyes widened as her orange flames turned blue and white. What little had been left of her clothes quickly burned away, followed by her skin and muscle, until she was nothing more than a flaming skeleton.

Blaze teased back but made Ace glared incredulously at him. "Fuck you Blaze" Ace muttered, he sounded so annoyed. ****😉😉****