Blake Friend Novels & Stories

Blake smiled when he go to us. "Blake, this is Cheyenne, Cheyenne, this is Blake, Chelsey's and Scarlett's brother." "Hi, Cheyenne, nice meeting you." Blake smiled stretching his hand for a handshake. "Nice meeting you too." Cheyenne smiled shaking his hand. "You are Jayden's girlfriend, I guess." "No Way! We are not even friends." Jayden sneered. "See, even Blake agrees you two would make a perfect couple." Adriel smiled.

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

Our date had gone perfectly up until… “Daniel.” “What?” I asked. “Daniel,” he repeated as the resigned look on his face transformed into a murderous one when that name was mentioned. I squinted. “Daniel asked you to ghost me?” “No, no. He’s just a huge asshole.” “But you’re friends,” I chimed in when he wouldn’t say anything else. “Not in the conventional way.” “What on earth are you talking about?” I asked with slight frustration growing in my voice. “We’re only friends because of the shit that brought us together in the first place. Booze, parties and women. He’s just a huge pain in the ass.”

“You are something else, Blanca. I don’t know what the fuck to do with you. You do realize that what you got is nothing compared to what happened to your friend, right?” My back straightens as I consider what he is saying. I don’t really have any friends, but if I could count one person as such, it’s Mr. Blake. “What did they do to him?” “They beat the living hell out of him,” Kieran tells me. “He looks like a pile of rare steak.”

“Fuck you. And for the tenth time, it's work!” Blake’s laugh rolls through the sweat-dampen space like thunder. “I believe you, Mr. Remington. See you tomorrow.” There’s mockery in his voice and I want to beat him to a pub but right now I can’t even move. After my breathing slows, I pack up and leave. “Welcome Mr. Remington, Mr…” Before Agatha could complete her sentence, Peter steps onto the porch with a grin that’s far too warm for my comfort. “Hello, dear friend,”

He told Nathaniel he didn’t know how to tell her, not with college just around the corner. Nathaniel had listened, nodded, tried to give advice even though he himself didn’t know what love was supposed to feel like. They talked for a while, and then Ethan left. But Nathaniel wasn’t free yet. That same evening, he was supposed to meet Nigel—Ryan’s older brother—who worked at the Whitmore company. Nigel was a great friend, and had promised to show him a new game after work. Nathaniel had been late because of Ethan, but he still rushed over, hoping Nigel might still be around.

“Nobody knows you the way I do. Nobody else on this campus actually gives a damn about you the way I do. I’m the one who protected you. I’m the one who always made sure you were good. You think Brittany cares? She’s just using this to cause a scene because she hates me, not because she's trying to protect you. You’re my best friend, Kathy. We’re supposed to be a team. You can’t let people come between us over some stupid rumor or misunderstanding.” He actually said it. A stupid rumor or a misunderstanding. He was trying to downplay the fact that my entire dignity was currently being shredded to pieces, all because he wanted to smooth things over and keep me under his thumb. He wanted me to s

A faint frown appeared on Blake's face at the gesture. Chris looked around and asked, "What are you two doing here? Where are your parents?" "Probably at home, I guess," the boy replied with a shrug. Chris crouched down to meet his gaze. "What's your name?" "Corey. I'm Blake's only friend," he stated proudly. "That's not true," Blake mumbled under his breath. Corey frowned before removing his arms around Blake's shoulders. "Tom and Lily aren't your friends. They didn't invite you to play today," Corey countered, crossing his arms defiantly.

Blake is here! Her biggest fear, has now become reality. Now, she must chose. Get her team and keep her promise to Tasha, by getting them out safe, or going after Damian, and keeping Blake safe.