Why Does Blade Hate Dan Heng Novels & Stories

"In reality, it was a purge. Your father was getting too close to a version of the DNA Key they couldn't control. So they sent me to clean the slate." The silver threads in my marrow began to hum, a reactive heat that made my skin prickle. I reached into the hidden fold of my robe, my fingers brushing the hilt of the Phantom Blade he’d returned to me. "You led that strike," I said, my heart rate locking into a lethal, steady sync. "You killed my mother. You burned the vents while I was still inside them." Damian turned. The terminal light caught the hard angles of his face, casting deep shadows that made him look less like a CEO and more like the reaper Thorne had claimed he was.

"What do you need?" Darian was silent for a long moment. Then he said, "I need to know that you're not going to abandon us. That when the fighting starts, you'll be there. That you won't let them burn everything we've built." Kael held his gaze. "I won't." "How can I be sure?" Kael reached into his cloak and pulled out a small blade. It was simple, unadorned. But it carried meaning. "This blade was given to me by someone who trusted me. It's not a weapon. It's a promise." He held it out. "Take it. As a symbol of my word."

Isabel said and brought out a knife. She started walking towards Dan which made Dan become scared, he coughed out blood again. "You were always going to die, don't fight to survive. I had already mapped out your fate, which is death, Dan. I never loved you, I was just a tool to get hold of your properties. Maybe you would have listened to your miserable parents who warned you from the start," Isabel said and walked towards him. She placed her heels on his face which made Dan groan in pain.

And she had to run away from me after everything, now she was in the hands of one of our numerous enemies. “You disgusting bitch!” That voice. That fucking voice. I knew it anywhere. “Blade.” I murmured. It was Blade—the bastard who killed my father. The man I had been hunting for years, just as he had been hunting me. And now, he had Rain. A part of me relished the fact that I had finally found him, that I could finally take my revenge. But the other part of me was consumed by something far more dangerous. Fear. Maybe. What if he hurt Rain again? What if this time, he didn’t hold back?

Blake pursed his lips before standing up. Blake’s hand was injured as a result of Stella’s gunshot. Despite this, he seemed like he was numb with pain. He could not straighten his hand, and it was still bleeding. Seeing Blake in his current state, Daniel grew even angrier. “If you’re going against me because of that wh*re, get lost for as far as you can! I don’t want to see you ever again!” While saying that, Daniel turned around. He did not want to give Blake another glance.

But the feeling ceased before they could act on each other, and their minds became clear. “What the hell was that?” Hana asked. “I don’t know, but I liked it. Hana, I never knew you would do such an act with your hands.” Daniel said, walking over towards her with an evil glint in his eyes. “Take one more step, and you can become a eunuch in the Emperor’s court,” Hana said, and a blade was aimed at his crotch, stopping Danile’s advancements. “Come out!” Blake bellowed, feeling the killing intent Hana released toward Daniel at that moment.

"Why? What do I have done? Tell me in detail, Blade." Blade struck the table in exasperation with her clench fist. "Don't act innocent, you pervert!" "Pervet? No. Didn't you want it? But your meat juices for me." "Shut up!" Blade threw him the table knife, which made a cut in Lorcan's face. Hearing him talk about it pissed her off. Although she really despises it, she could not deny that her wolf willingly accepted him. It makes her crazy as hell.

Blade asked with a soft tone as she hugged him from behind, her arms firmly wrapped around his waist and her head resting on his back. Blade's action were starting to get on Alejandro's nerves, and the fact that he was still aroused doubled his anger, but he did his possible best to keep his anger in check because he didn't want to harm Blade. He knew how dangerous he could be when angry, and he didn't want a situation whereby he'd kill her out of anger. Even though he was cold and ruthless, he had a soft spot for her considering the fact that they grew up together, and they spent lots of time together.

"I know you don’t. But I need your help." "We can do a counterattack by midnight, but I’m not sure your people will be happy to see you. My warriors who were there heard your own people cursing you for what happened with Fabian." Blade’s hands were coiling into tight fists as the veins in his neck were popping out. "They can’t hate me more than I hate myself at the moment. I wanted revenge for my brother and for my Beta. I will deal with my pack after I’m done with my revenge."

Lisandra asked while handing him a slice of apple. "I’ve already missed too many classes. Besides, if I don't start hockey practice, that prick of a captain will definitely look for my replacement." "You mention him as a 'prick' quite often. Is he really that bad?" Daniel let out a cynical laugh. "He's the worst person I've ever met. Making me suffer seems to be his life's purpose." "Why does he hate you so much? Aren't you on the same team?" "I wish I knew, Lis. Maybe because from the start, I never wanted to bow down to him. In that team, everyone is busy sucking up to him, except for me and two others."