What Do You Mean You've Never Seen Blade Runner Novels & Stories

“None of your business.” “But did you have to kill him?” Hunter turned around. Ludo could see the hideous face she was scared of. The beards made him look even more horrifying. Ludo moved back trying to hide her face. “Welcome to our world young girl. BLOOD LIVES HERE,” Hunter started the engine.

"I was so worried about you, couldn't believe what happened but from the moment you will never leave my side. His voice came out choked. Did he just say, I will never leave his sight? I guess that is a joke and a big one for that matter. Alpha and an Omega, impossible! It is just like joining a Baggerly lady on the roadside who looks tattered like a crazy woman to a prince. It is called an abomination. Bradley shouldn't just get me pissed, I guess he wants to break my heart. I know-how the young and desperate guys do it. All he needs is to have one, two, the taste of my glory spot and it is bye-bye. Anyway, we shall see how it turns out for me.

I made a mental note to drag Kyle out here in the nearest future. I huffed as I felt my mood going sour. I wasn't certain that I would have much of a future. I couldn't renege on the case after I'd come so far. To refuse to complete a mission after accepting it meant death. I couldn't kill James either. Regardless of what James had done, he was still family. My passenger door opened and Blade fitted his large body into it. I hadn't seen or heard any movement. That was Blade though. You would never see or hear Blade unless he wanted you to. Didn't matter that the man was built like a tank.

The world simply stopped moving at the speed the world is supposed to move at, and I turned, and there was a man I had never seen before, a stranger, ordinary in every way except for the blade in his hand and the place he was aiming it, which was my heart, which was already beating too hard to be saved by anything as small as a half second of warning. I saw Lylia's face. I saw her on the morning she was born, smaller than my own hand. I saw Kelly on the gazebo step, dirt under her nails and fire still cooling under her skin. I saw my mother, whom I had not thought of in years, standing in a doorway that no longer existed. I saw all of it at once, the way they say you do, and I understood, fi

The blade that had killed one of my mates. I stared at it, my vision swimming as memories rushed to the surface, unbidden, but undeniable. The first time I had held that blade in my hands, the first time I had seen the flash of steel that ended his life. The pain. The agony. The betrayal. I couldn’t breathe. The air had been sucked from my lungs, leaving me gasping for something, anything. But there was nothing. Nothing but the blade. The coldness. The memory. The death that had haunted me since.

He added as he turned down who knows what street, I hadn't even been paying attention. “Um, I think I'm more nervous than before”. I revealed causing my body to become inert again, why did these things happen to me! He smiled and got out of the car, he turned around to where I was and opened the door, I thought these things only happened in the movies, but I'm wrong. “Relax, nothing will happen, my mother has been waiting for us, she knows about us”. He mentioned, for a moment the word “we” sounded in my head as if it was something much more than friends, but then reality hit my mind, he and I are just friends.

"What I mean is, is Blade taking good care of you? I'm sorry if you misunderstood it, I just failed with my sentence construction, I apologize for that" "Oh, that's fine, and yes, Blade is taking very good care of me, you don't need to worry, he's not ruthless in me like what he is to others" I don't actually need to explain myself to him but I just did, I just hate it when someone doubts my man. I just met him and I don't want to judge him yet. Maybe he was just really concerned about me because Blade is known for being a rough man, I shouldn't jump to a conclusion this early.

He said something to the novice and made his way down to Eugene. “How do you feel being tricked and killed?” mocked sergeant Louis. “You have killed most of my soldiers, do you think I will leave you alive, monster? But look at you now, weak and fallen!” There was a nervous tic under his left eye as he spoke. Some men became doppelgängers of what they once were in the terror-filled battle, mere mannequins cast adrift from their souls. It could be the constant, mordant smell of death. It could be the sight of men being blown apart.

The undead shuffled obediently towards their assigned destinations, their empty eyes fixed on some unseen point. As the last of them disappeared into the shadows, Blaze turned towards me, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of curiosity and wariness. He strode purposefully in my direction, his long strides eating up the distance between us. I posed the question to Blaze, my tone casual, but my eyes narrowing slightly as I awaited his response. "Have you seen Haven today?" I asked, my curiosity piqued by the earlier encounter. I was eager to gauge Blaze's reaction, to see if he seemed entranced or bewitched, like I had been.

“None of your business.” “But did you have to kill him?” Hunter turned around. Ludo could see the hideous face she was scared of. The beards made him look even more horrifying. Ludo moved back trying to hide her face. “Welcome to our world young girl. BLOOD LIVES HERE,” Hunter started the engine.