So, Michael did it! What a mess! He is like playing with fire. I wasn't sure if he was capable of it. But it really happened! Stay tuned! and please recommend my book to give it a kick and make it visible for others. Thank You! \pompei\
“They couldn’t see us,” Bianca stated a fact that did not make Blaze neither surprised nor proud. It was so obvious to him, that he didn’t treat it as anything special. “I was born like this. It’s just a gift from nature.” Bianca suddenly realized something but before saying anything she wanted to make sure. “Can Michael do the same? Or it’s just you.” “Of course, he can. And he is even better than me. Why are you asking?” Blaze got a bad feeling about that question. He was afraid that there was something bad lying behind it. “On the night I was brought to Victor’s mansion, something strange happened to me. I was alone in the hall room just a moment before making a decision when I felt a terrible pain stretching across my back. It started even with something worse. At first, I thought I was dreaming but that thing ripped my top and scratched my back to blood. I felt breathing from behind and drops of blood running on my skin, but there was no one there. Only me. I was so te
His mouth looked like a chimney from which smoke was being pushed out unwillingly, resembling a fireplace during a downpour. Stacy was left behind the pack and didn’t participate in the rescue mission. He became a passive observant, deprived of any influence on the course of events. At least, that is what Dervel thought. But in reality, he had already done his part and waited for Jenn’s move. Jenn in turn, held in her palm Michael’s number but couldn’t push herself to make a call. Was the dwarf right and Dervel did not intend to kill Bianca at all? Hundreds of doubts flooded her head and she couldn’t decide what side to choose. It was clear to her that Michael also didn’t want Bianca dead. Will I be able to outsmart Dervel, Michael and Samuel at the same time? That thought held her back from dialling the number, but if the dwarf was right, Stacy was the only person she could rely on. No one else wanted Bianca dead. She missed Samuel’s touch and yearned for his closeness. Jenn
“Stay here! I need to check this place out before I can take you there. Dervel’s pack might have already discovered this hide, and who knows what is happening to Michael now.” Bianca sat in the corner with her knees pulled up to her chin. After a short respite from the craziness around her, the reality caught her one more time. She looked at Blaze with a strange feeling, as if they were never meant to meet again. “Are you sure it’s a good idea? What if they are already there?” “I will be careful. Michael must have left a message about where to find him.” “Just call him, Balze. Don’t risk it when it’s not necessary.” Bianca got up from the floor and rushed up to him. “I don’t know why but I trust you more than Michael. Please, don’t go. I don’t wanna be alone.” There was a moment of hesitation when he saw Bianca’s woeful eyes. Despite the fact she was the reason for his brother’s hopeless fate, he started losing typical for him sober judgement of the situation and was close to com
[before Bianca's birth]Cold drops of water were sliding down the sweaty glass of whisky inside. The ice cubes had not melted yet, despite the heat pouring from the sky. Patrick was spinning the glass with his right hand looking at the girls having fun by the fountain. They were dressed in a tempting way but one stood out from the rest. It was Melany, with black hair and red lipstick on her lips. At first, she didn’t notice his look, but it didn’t take long before she realised someone was watching her.The wind was playful on that day and stronger blows unveiled from under her rosy dress, beautiful thighs, spotless, young and meant to be desired. Patrick couldn’t turn his eyes away from them and the more alcohol he drank, the more he wanted the girl by his side.In his heart, there was no room for love, but only lust, which made him a restless man focused on getting what he wanted, like a predator hunting to fill up its stomach.There was another bonus to this attractive girl - she wa
“What’s your name?" Michael asked the ballerina sitting on the floor. She just shook her head in reply.“What do you mean by that?” He looked at her fully focused. The phone was still in his hand, with drops of sweat on the screen and mud - Jenn’s unclear offer almost made him smash the receiver in his hand.“Just tell me your f*cking name!” The werewolf got carried away but when the ballerina’s face froze in terror, he immediately regretted his words.“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. Don’t be scared of me.” He leaned over her and noticed the reason for her silence.“Oh, I’m such an idiot,” embarrassed, he took a dirty cloth off her mouth.The girl began to breathe deeply and, with tears on her cheeks, she said quietly: “Flexy. I’m Flexy.”“Flexy?” Michael couldn’t hide his surprise. “That’s your ballet nickname? Yes?”“No.” Objected the girl. “My parents gave me that name at my birth. They always saw me as a dancer.” Actually, that wasn't entirely true.Not knowing why Michae
The Moon that night was like a silver plate polished and brushed in the finest way. Its reflection in the water was crystal clear and waited for your heart to be put like a piece of meat, given on the altar of werewolves.Michael waited by the window with his phone on the windowsill. In the cold metal light, he looked like a knight awaiting his duel the next day.Flexy didn’t sleep, nor did Jasmine. They both had mixed feelings towards Michael and didn’t know what to think about him.There was something in Michael that made them attracted to him. Except for a young, strong body, they were captivated by his sensitivity as they had never met another man, ready to open up in front of other women.Was it a sign of weakness or proof that he was special? They couldn’t figure it out, both in their separate worlds of thoughts.After meeting Bianca, Michael started to look at girls in a different way. Instead of the objects of lust, he saw something more in them - a human being who must be lov
“Flexy, do not let her speak. She would mess with your head and manipulate so that you would feel lost. I’m gonna come back here as soon as possible but I need a moment to look around and see how things are.”They were sitting on the bathroom floor ignoring the coldness coming from the wet tiles. Michael regained all his charm and despite the burning ground under his feet, he even managed to smile.Flexy was looking at him with her eyes wide open. She missed the other guy’s presence and when somebody so handsome and sensitive like Michael turned up in her flat, there was no escape for her - she embraced every single word of his, every heartwarming look and every touch of his strong, warm and masculine hands.“Can I trust you, Flexy?” asked Michael, raising his eyebrows.“Yes,” she answered. “Just come back and don’t make me feel abandoned.”The werewolf held his breath. He didn’t know what exactly she meant.“I will never forgive that you helped me. Come closer to me, I want to hug yo
The circle around Blaze was closing in. Dozens of werewolves stood arm to arm, not leaving a single gap to let him get away. He stood in the centre, invisible, but it didn’t make any difference - they already knew where he was.“Show yourself, you coward!” Shouted Jig with an impudent smile on his face. His body was giving off a bad smell of evil ready to engulf and wither the most beautiful flowers.Blaze was looking around restlessly to encounter even a small mistake in the werewolves’ formation. But they stuck tight, like they were glued by the dark substance of the chasm of nothingness.One step forward, and they moved even closer. Soon they would be in the reach of his hand and dozens of sharp razor teeth sank into his body.Now or never! He thought and threw himself into the growing wall like lightning. He hoped to break the resistance and escape from their claws.“What an idiot! Mates, do not kill him!