Blair Waldorf Chuck Bass Novels & Stories

She heard Spike’s voice and looked up to see him walk over. “What’s up, baby? What are you holding?” Spike handed the document to Mable. “Uncle Blair told me to give this to you.” Mable stiffened. “He’s back?” “Uh-huh. He’s downstairs.” Spike looked at her, his large eyes carrying a hint of excitement. “Mommy, Uncle Blair is Blackwood. I want him to teach me programming.” Mable raised her brows. “Blair is Blackwood?” She knew of Blackwood. He was a top figure in the hacking world. Although no one knew his true identity or seen his appearance, there were many legends about him in the hacking community.

It was April 1974, Chuck was sitting at the bar on the lobby floor of the Royal Colony Hotel in Atlanta, Georgia having a drink. He was there from the West Coast attending a seminar learning about a new scanning system used in scanning tests in school systems across the country. Chuck was an operations manager for a school forms company. It was shortly after 9:00pm when a nice looking lady about the same age as Chuck walked up and sat down in the bar chair next to him. Chuck wondered if she was a working girl, although she certainly wasn't dressed like it.

When I first met him in his house, I made up a name to fool him. “You know what? You look exactly the same like Nathan’s fiancee who was happened to share the same name with you. Blair, Blair Smith. But she died few years ago. What a pity. My brother sank. Now today, you show up, and if I didn’t make a mistake, you were once begging me for being my blood slave. Am I right?” Chuck’s words thoroughly irrated Leonardo. He stood up angrily and grabbed Chuck’s collar, threw him onto the ground and stepped him voilently.

“A joke? Do I look like I'm joking, Chuck? I know every detail of your dirty deeds.” Chuck’s expression completely collapsed. He shot up from his chair, jabbing a finger toward Aurora as he shouted, “You—you brat! Do you have any idea what you're doing? You're playing with fire!” “Playing with fire?” Aurora met his glare fearlessly. “I think we both know who's playing with fire here.” Chuck’s bravado faltered, and he snapped angrily, “Do you honestly think these little scraps of paper can take me down? “Don’t be naive! I’m protected by Tessa Walton herself. Touching me means going against her!”

END Hello, author here. This is my first time to ever leave any notes but please forgive me if I made any inconvenience to any of you. In any case, this is the end of volume 1 of BLAIR. I am terribly sorry for the slow updates and short chapters, but I will try to improve. Thank you for all your support so far and prepare for volume 2, The Great Sandcastle!!