Astrid's brows furrows as she pondered, "Do supernaturals work as bodyguards for humans?" "Absolutely," Elena replies, "In fact, supernaturals make up more than fifty percent of the security industry. They often keep their true nature hidden, especially when working with human clients. It's a matter of blending in and not drawing unnecessary attention." Astrid nods thoughtfully, a plan forming in her mind. "I have ten bodyguards on my payroll. I've rarely had to use them, but with the emergence of my newfound powers, I might be in more danger than ever. Blaze is furious with me, yet I know that despite his anger, he would never allow me to go anywhere without ensuring my safety is thoroughly secured. "The same goes for Phoenix and Dexter; their protectiveness knows no bounds. Could you and Spencer check them against the supernatural database? I need to know if any of them are supernaturals. If they do, it could change the dynamics of my security detail and how I approach my safe
Blaze took a deep breath, before responding, "Because I helped your mother get back her powers! Not all of it, though, to some extent. I was there, Astrid. I saw the sacrifices she made, the strength she had. Now, I see that you are the one meant to carry on her legacy."Astrid felt a lump form in her throat, her emotions swirling in a chaotic storm. "B-blaze… I don't know if I can handle this. The responsibility, the danger. It's all too much. Why didn't you tell me about it!"Blaze stepped closer, his hands gently cradling Astrid's face, "When you told me Alice was your mother," he began, his voice soft yet intense. "I had my suspicions, but I couldn't be certain. I was helping your mother regain her powers and she was making remarkable progress. "However, that didn't necessarily mean that her powers had been passed down to you. But then, when I saw you manifest those abilities, especially what you did to Tiffany, it became undeniable. I was a hundred percent sure you had inherited
Alitha stood at the center of a storm of magic, her arms outstretched as she chanted an ancient spell. Her voice, resonant with power, reverberated through the air, as a luminous shield formed around Vex'karoth, a dark entity of immense power and malevolence who had plagued their kingdom for a megannum. Her eyes blazed with a silver brilliance, reflecting the light of the magical barrier she was conjuring. The crowd of onlookers held their breath, understanding that this battle would determine the fate of their kingdom and the entire world. As Alitha continued her spell, the surrounding air crackled with energy. Her silver eyes shone brighter, a beacon of hope against the encroaching darkness. Vex'karoth, his form wreathed in dark tendrils of magic, snarled and twisted within the confines of the shield. His eyes burned with hatred and a hunger for destruction. With a guttural roar, he unleashed a wave of black magic, the dark energy slamming against the shield, causing it to wav
Blaze bent down slightly, bringing his lips closer to Astrid's. She responded by standing on her tiptoes, closing the distance between them as he captured her lips in a tender kiss. The kiss was soft, slow, and filled with a profound sense of vulnerability and affection. It was a kiss that spoke of shared pain, and a love that transcended the scars of their pasts. His lips moved with deliberate slowness, savoring the taste and feel of her lips against his own. His tongue sought hers, dancing in her mouth and tasting the saltiness of her saliva. He cupped her face, his fingers tracing the delicate lines of her cheeks and jaw, as if memorizing every curve and line, committing them to his heart. Astrid's hands rested on Blaze's chest, feeling the steady, reassuring rhythm of his heartbeat. She felt a flood of emotions well up within her, a tidal wave of love, relief, and a bittersweet acknowledgment of the struggles they had overcome. As they slowly broke the kiss, Blaze pulled bac
Slowly, Blaze pushed into her, his cock stretching her tight walls. The sensation of her warmth enveloping him, gripping him so tightly, sent a shiver of pleasure down his spine. Astrid moaned loudly, her head falling back as she felt him fill her inch by inch. The delightful pressure of his manhood inside her made her toes curl, her body arching to take him deeper. "Blaze, oh God, your cock feels so good," she whimpers, her hands clutching at his shoulders. "You're so big, you're stretching me so perfectly." "I doubt they fill you as much as I do," he growls, his voice thick with lust and possessiveness. "No one else can make you feel this way." He withdrew slightly before thrusting deeply into her again. Astrid cried out, her body arching against the wall as she came immediately, the assault on her senses overwhelming. Her orgasm ripped through her like a tidal wave, leaving her gasping for breath, her nails digging into his shoulders. Her body convulsed around him, her
"We shouldn't be doing this. Surely, this is a mistake!" Once more, to no avail, Astrid tries to wriggle free of his hold.He traces his fingers along Astrid's soggy underwear, and she squeaks a tiny pant. He questions, his lips curving into a conceited smile, "You claim not to want this, then, why are you so wet?""I—" Astrid bites her lip, unable to find the words to articulate her conflicting emotions."I warned you that defying me only increases my desire for you!" He firmly grasps Astrid's drenched cunt, sheathed by the delicate fabric of her lace underwear, and thus eliciting a soft moan from her lips."Gosh, you are soaking wet, Mate!" He clings to Astrid's engorged vagina once more, enkindling a tsunami-like wave of energy up her spine."God! Please stop!" Astrid jerks her head backwards, moaning at his repeated grasping of her pussy. She was excessively sexed up, and she loathed herself for it. How could she possibly resist his advances when he was tantalizingly groping her
~~May 19, 1946~~On a picnic blanket sat two striking men, Blaze Neptune Hunter and Dexter Aquilo Gunner. Blaze gazes at the sky, admiring the blue and fluffy clouds, sunbeams piercing through the canopies of trees as the cool morning breeze caused the trees to sway luxuriantly.Blaze's eyes emitted a profound, natural radiance that sparkled within. His irises possessed a truly golden glimmer, radiating with such brilliance that it illuminated his entire countenance and penetrated to the depths of his soul.With straight and thick eyebrows that were impeccably maintained, his square-shaped face emphasized his angular features. His chiseled and prominent jawline was perfected to sculptural precision.With a refined and symmetrical structure, his nose exuded elegance and length. His lips, shaped like a heart and tinted with a vibrant ruby pink, were undeniably captivating. However, despite his striking appearance, his smile was as cold as the icy winter rain.Blaze's golden Ivory skin d
The commanding tone of Dexter and the bone-chilling howl of Blaze's wolf caused the men to tremble in their stand. Phoenix's eyes, hazel brown, shone with appreciation and thankfulness. It was bewildering to him that individuals he had never met before were willing to battle to preserve his existence.Cade erupts in fury, bellowing, "Take them down! Whoever brings me their heads will be generously compensated!"In a blur, Dexter speeds past Cade's men, tearing out their hearts before they could even transform into their Dragon forms. The entire feat was accomplished in a mere three seconds, his movements so rapid that they were nearly imperceptible to the naked eye. The only evidence of his passing is the gust of wind he leaves in his wake."That's a lot of blood. It's a shame I don't indulge in Dragon blood," he jests while giving Blaze a wink."Show off!" Blaze sneers. He reverts to his human appearance and begins donning his attire. He was the only one who could witness Dexter's l