Best Friend Drake Novels & Stories

(God's plan - Drake) I been moving calm don't start no trouble with me Tryna keep it peaceful is a struggle for me Don't pull up at 6AM to cuddle with me………… When the song was over, the crowd praised him. “I have been wanting to do this for a long time now but my good friend and brother won't want to. Heaven knows why and I think tonight is the perfect opportunity for that, he ain't gonna decline” Drake spoke joyfully. Everyone wondered what he was talking about. “Hey, you know what he talking about? ” Teyana curiously asked.

Drake said in an enthusiastic tone, having his eyes land on Sabrina. “Wow, that's good news. Chocolate during this season sure do sell high. By the way, this is my friend Sabrina.” He said, finally considering her presence. “Wait,” Said Drake with a pause. “You're not Sabrina Clarke, are you?” He added, focussing all of his attention on the blonde. “That's me.” Said Sabrina proudly as he stood there surprised. “Oh uhm, I'm Drake.” He said, lending out his hand for her to shake.

Drake knew that Noah was checking him out, ‘I know I look hot in this, probably he knew when I put this on, I mean business. Meanwhile, Toby stood still, he didn't dare to say anything in front of Drake. He personally didn't have a close relationship with the future Alpha of the pack and Drake didn't bother to acknowledge his existence. Since Noah didn't give his response, Drake took the liberty to decide for Noah. “The boys are probably watching the super bowl now,” he said while dragging Noah to the living room, where his buddies were waiting the famous American football live on ESPN, “you like sport, don't you?”

She closed the bedroom door and walked over to her friend, feeling her chest warm for the first time in hours before. - "I like to be called that sometimes. But you definitely don't" Drake loved Lora like a sister. Their friendship was all they had in a cruel world. - "Well... you'll be surprised, but I was in a nightclub" Lora cuddled next to Drake, resting her head on his shoulder. - "With two former racing drivers and a famous model? Yes, I'm quite surprised" - "How do you know?" - "There are pictures of you on a gossip site. It's late, but you can bet it will be news tomorrow" Drake unlocked his cell phone and tilted it so that Lora could see the full story about his departure.

the bartender asked, pouring the second. "You could say that." Alex took a smaller sip this time. Three drinks in, his filter dissolved completely. "You know what's bullshit?" He was louder than necessary, but who cared? "Friendship. Total bullshit." The bartender raised an eyebrow but kept wiping glasses. "Ten years. Ten fucking years I've been there for her. And now what? She's ghosting me because I got a little hard? Is that a crime?" His heart pounded as he ran unsteady fingers through his hair.

“Sorry—just a sec.” He swiped to answer. “Nathaniel!” Maya’s eyes widened. Nathaniel. She hadn’t heard that name in years. Ethan’s childhood best friend. The boy who was always glued to Ethan’s side during summers, dragging him into endless soccer matches and wild lake swims. She took a careful step back, grabbing the chance to slip away. “Yeah, I just got in,” she heard Ethan say behind her as she slipped into her room. “What? You’re coming down too? That’s awesome!”

Forever. Maddox was happy for Drake, he really was, but only a few weeks ago Drake and Maddox shared drinks and talked about pack business and plundering women, and now Maddox felt that he lost the connection he had with his friend. It's not an exaggeration to say that Drake is Maddox's best friend. After all, the two of them are both Alphas of their respective packs, about the same age, they collaborate when their interests align while staying out of each other's business otherwise, and no one understands Maddox better than Drake.

Mia I shudder, spur my eyes open and then exhaled softly. Racing was the past but for Cole, I was willing to break my promise. My fingers had turned cold as I couldn't move. I didn't even know the race had began until a call came through which I subconsciously answered. "You can back down Cole if you can't do this, I gat you man" miles muffled but I terminated the call immediately, not ready to listen to anything. They were best friends and stick to each other like leeches that sometimes they're mistaken to be gays.

The heavy sobs only made the pulsing pain worse. The second slam sent the door swinging inwards and sent the metal piece that holds the door closed clattering to the floor in the kitchen area. when I first lived through this I was embarrassed and couldn't believe who was there but now I was relieved to see Trey and his best friend standing in the doorway. His best friend saw me first and told Trey and when I looked up at what was happening, I saw him chokeslam Drake. Trey's best friend was an orphan from the same home as him, I rarely saw him, so I never was able to learn his actual name. But I know Trey called him Luke because he loved Star Wars, but I remembered Trey saying that it wasn't

As Leila and I played with our son, the bandleader whispered something in Drake’s ear and Drake got up and walked over to me. “It’s time,” he said, touching my arm. Drake stood and raised his hands to silence the crowd as he raised his wine glass. “I’d like to make a toast to my best friends, Leila and Lance Steel. Congratulations on your marriage. May your days be filled with love and happiness. Cheers.” He, along with the crowd, raised their wine glasses and drank, and then he added, “And Lance, don’t keep Leila away from the hospital too long.”