Romans & histoires Where I Belong Novel Ava And Blaze

"These flowers are for you, Grandaunt Cassie and Aunt Rosie." When I saw how happy Mom looked, I regretted not bringing her home earlier. She'd been subjected to insults and mockery with Dad, but at home, she was Grandpa and Grandma's pride and joy. We had a lively meal. Uncle Brad turned on the TV to watch the news. Just then, a breaking news report came on. "A villa belonging to the Gray family accidentally caught fire. Gray Corporation's CEO and Shaw Group's heir are burned after trying to put out the fire."

I thanked sincerely. We went in again to carry another set, but it seemed Blake had been waiting for us. He stood in the way, blocking the boxes. “Don’t think this is the end. It just started.” “It is the end. You have no power over me, Blake. Get over yourself. I’m done.” “Ava, you will always belong to me. Always,” he muttered angrily before he stormed out of the place.

I dropped to my knees in front of her, my hands clutching her small shoulders. “You don’t understand,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “They’ll never forgive me, Mia, not for surviving, not for being here while Bloodfang fell apart. No matter what I do, I’ll always be the girl they hated, the girl they…” My voice broke. “The girl they blamed.” Tears finally spilled down my face. I pressed my forehead against hers, desperate to hold onto something that wasn’t pain. Mia’s arms wrapped around my neck. “Then let them blame you. Who cares? You’re not theirs anymore, Ava. You belong here now, with Moonclaw, with me, with Kane, Lucas and Zack. You’re not alone anymore.”

“The one born beneath the Blood Eclipse bears two marks: A soul that burns its mate, and a bond that ends in death. Any Alpha who dares to claim her shall feel her fire with every touch. And should the bond be sealed, death shall follow within the turning of a year… brought forth by her hand, her womb, or her power.” —Elder Cassian. AVELYN “Avelyn, that’s really scary, you know right?” Gwen stopped walking. She looked completely freaked out.

“I figured as much.” I turned away, motioning for him to follow. “Come on, then. Let’s see how well you play with cursed people.” And for the first time in a long while, I felt like we might have a shot at surviving this. If only because we’d just added one more weapon to the war. I found Ember where I always did lately, leaning against the cracked edge of the fountain, bathed in firelight. The light didn’t come from her. It came from the horizon. Another blaze in the lower district. The fourth one in as many nights.

It was shocking, frightening and overwhelming But slowly— very slowly, my lips curled into a smile. A vile one. Ava is a Werewarg. This wasn’t misfortune. This was an opportunity. I returned inside, gripping my book titled “The Devil’s Confession.” How fitting.

"Burn it." It wasn't human. It was a guttural, monstrous growl, the sound of a wolf pushed to the absolute edge, vibrating through the earth beneath my shoes. "Burn down the house. To the outside world, this is a terrible fire outbreak that killed everyone.” And within the blink of an eye, I’d become an orphan, and it was all because of Rowan Ashwing-kael Vexley.

Julia parked the car in free parking, I get out of the car and breath the fresh air of Florida. "Here I am in Florida." I inhaled the air and Julia looked as if I was a crazy woman. "Stop sniffing like a dog." She cringed in disgust. "If Blaze heard you that, he will kill you." I chuckled. "Blaze my beautiful mate, I wish my future handsome would be like him." She smiled. Blaze is a guy who is on a Wattpad story, that guy is a werewolf who is damn hot and sexy. (A/n: check out my other story if he's really hot)