Unscramble Blazes Novels & Stories

“If we’re doing this, we’re doing it right. You’ve got a nasty pain kink and a filthy degradation kink, little rabbit. So I’m giving you an out… because once I start ruining you, I won’t stop until you scream it.” My pulse thunders in my ears. “W-what are you going to do to me?” Blaze leans in until his lips brush my ear, his breath hot against my skin. “I’m going to fucking destroy you,” he whispers, dark and vicious. “I’m going to break you apart, wreck that tight little hole, and ruin you so completely you’ll never be able to pretend you’re straight again. So be a good boy… and remember that safe word. Because the only thing that’s going to save you tonight is if you beg me to stop.”

She looks up, her eyebrows furrowing into a puzzled expression as she mumbles the name that comes to her lips, "Blaze -" As her vision sharpens, she takes in the features of the person who has come to her aid. The pieces of the puzzle start to align, connecting Blaze to the enigma she encountered earlier. Confusion and curiosity mingle within her, as she wonders about his role in this mysterious chain of events.

"Stars burn bright but the brighter they shine the faster they burn." ~LNF ------------------------------------------------------------‐-------- It was December when his parents abandoned him in the barren forest that was heavy with snow. A kit born with cloudy blue eyes, sightless but not deaf to the abandonment of his parents. He wailed when the quiet of the forest drowned him, the cold causing him to shiver and shy away in fear of the unknown, of the cold lifeless forest, but then there was warmth.

Blaze stood up from his chair, hurting the girl beside him and gazed at his mate who his still locking her eyes to his. "Mine!" He growled and ran to his mate. "You're mine, baby girl." He whispered huskily in her ear and bites her ear lightly. "And I'm never letting you go." He said and put his head on the neck, sniffing her delicious smell. The next moment, Blaze felt her unconscious, she fainted. "She fucking fainted." Blaze said. "Wake her up." "What the fuck is wrong with my mate?!" Blaze roared and shook her lightly, trying to wake her up, he lifted her up and put her on the bed. He caressed her soft cheeks and shook her shoulder lightly.

Blaze smiled in a mischievous manner as he led the way and…. ………..ZAPPPPPP.

He cheered. Brea laughed through her tears as she looked back over at the three women. “It’s a deal but don’t ANYONE bring somethin’ blue, okay?” She gave them all a heavy, beady-eyed-serious type stare. “I mean just DO NOT!” Cole shook his head as he tugged her along the hallway and they went back into their room. “No worries, sweetie. We will all leave that up to you.”

She recognizes this familiar voice. Blaze!!! ***

Neal pulled his hair with both hands urging himself to forget about that. He sighed and stood up from the sofa. Neal poured some water into the tall glass from the jug on the nightstand. The glass didn't touch his lips before― BANG! Neal dropped the glass at the startling sound and the it shattered on the floor, sending its pieces to all direction. Neal put his hand on his hammering chest, eyes wide. What the hell was that!? Gunshot? Neal gulped in fear and looked down at the mess. He crouched down to clear the glass pieces scattered around the floor.

"Because you're worth nothing!" Aazim, already full of rage lifted the sword high above his head, he held the gaze of Omar for a little longer before bringing the blade down on him.

Too fast. Too sharp. The word echoed in the room. Both of them flinched slightly. I softened my voice. “No,” I repeated, more gently this time. “Blaze is strong. He’s going to be okay.” I needed to believe that. I had to. Rune didn’t look convinced. He crossed his arms slowly, his gaze still fixed on Blaze. “Then why are you scared?” he asked. The question made my breath catch. “I’m not—” “Yes, you are,” he said.