Blaze Romane & Geschichten

Blaze studied my face for a moment. His amber eyes held steady. Then he said, very simply, “Whatever is happening between us…” He paused. Not searching for words. Just choosing the right ones. “I need you to know I’m not competing for it.” I blinked. “That’s… very specific.” Blaze shrugged slightly. “I don’t work that way.” His voice stayed calm. Direct. No tension in it at all. Just certainty. He shifted his weight slightly, then added, “But I’m also not stepping back from it.”

It made matters even complicated for him. Blaze's eyes were now a haze of fury, he can not believe that his guard can be this unprofessional, and the fact that prying eyes were staring at him already meant that he had to dissolve this matter with the speed of light. This is uncouth behavior, especially when portrayed in populace.

“You didn’t tell me that part.” He met my eyes. “I didn’t want to scare you.” Caleb threw his hands in the air. “You are failing spectacularly.” I rubbed my temples. “What do you mean reacts to blood?” Blaze lifted one hand slowly. “My blood touched the sand last night.” Sheila swallowed. “And?” “And it burned.” Caleb swore. “You bleed acid now?” “No,” Blaze replied flatly. “The sand smoked.” Sheila stared at him. "That’s not normal.” Caleb let out a short breath.

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.

Naturally, she was filled with anxiety and dread. "Get lost!" With a loud crash, Zayn hurled a liquor bottle at the door from inside the study. The sharp and piercing sound made Cassidy scream and turn to flee in panic.

Also, the winds are their own spiraling energies that will increase power, as well as act as a ward. Our circle is cast, “In the coils of Leviathan, our circle is now sealed.” I draw my athame made of a dragon bone and a Dragon Blade. North, South, East, and finally to the West, closing the circle so that none but the one summoned can enter. Facing West as my coven chants, I say, “Amurru, great wind, which brings devastation to the plains, I summon thee!

Dangerous. But real.

But now, each of them shone with a unique light, a distinct essence that called to her in different ways. Blaze's aura was a fiery embrace, like the intense heat of a summer sun or the exhilarating rush of a roaring fire. It radiated strength and passion, enveloping her in a sense of protection and ardor. There was an undeniable spark that always made her pulse quicken, an energy that seemed to dance and flicker with a life of its own, echoing his unwavering loyalty.

I am Azura. The only goddess of two elements. Fire and water. Ooops...... Right introduction, wrong timing. **************** "This is not gonna be a great day". This was all I could say to myself. Somehow deep down, I could just feel that something huge was gonna happen today. It was the same gut feeling I woke up with the day I lost my parents to a ghastly car accident. I was a hundred and one percent sure, that crazy things are gonna happen today.