Blake Gray Imagines Novels & Stories

It felt like standing at the edge of a frozen lake. Beautiful and Terrifying. One wrong step, and everything could shatter. “Don’t hope too much, Toby,” I whispered into the darkness. My heart ignored me. It already has.

But the blow never came. The heavy oak door exploded inward. Shards of wood flew across the room like shrapnel. Tristan tackled me to the ground, using my body to shield his own from the debris. I hit the floor hard, my head bouncing off the rug. A low, guttural growl filled the room. It vibrated in my teeth. I looked up, coughing through the dust. Blake stood in the doorway. He wasn't a wolf, but he wasn't entirely human either. His eyes were glowing a violent, radioactive silver. His canines were extended, sharp enough to tear through bone. He was shirtless, his chest heaving, and his skin was flushed with the heat of his shift.

I didn’t feel the best listening to All you had to do was stay right now. I place the pods in the case then in my purse. When I see, Blake smiling talking to the photographer. I walk up to them, he looks so much lighter, if that makes sense. He must have needed the break. He looks healthier and so free. I’ve never seen him this way before.

'' *************************** I stood in the washroom trying to get rid of the stain Chloe left on my shirt when I caught a glimpse of my eyes. In the mirror, I realized my very grey eyes had even turned duller than usual. Tylor always complimented my eyes because it reminded him of almonds on a rainy day, his favourite nuts but I on the other hated them because they were just too grey. Such a sad colour. Why couldn't they be green like Tylor's. Sometimes people would stop me in the market and ask if I wore glasses or if I was blind. That was just the first of my insecurities.

"Damn, Hayley your room has not been inhabited in what now, ten years? I don't know who would place that there. Don't trap a storm in a teacup. This could've been just an accidental discovery. " "So you're asking me to just turn a blind eye?" He shrugged. "Why would anyone want to spy in on you Hayley?" I shook my head disbelievingly. "Hello, I'm the future Luna! I suggest we search Lance's room too." Gray let out a snort and then laughed. "Over his dead body. Not even I will be allowed to look at his room." I frowned. "Because he is what? A god?" Gray's brow raised. "Yes!"

They just wait because I am the karma in their lives. Grayson is also handling the launch of new products from our stolen blueprints and business plans. Belle's company will surely know who stole their plans and product ideas. It may give them an answer, but they still can't hit Blast. I was currently in the living room to watch my favorite cartoons when Greyson’s car arrived. I ignored that because I was focused on what I was watching. It was Grizzy chasing the lemmings for the chocolate they eat. I find this funny because they always end up having nothing to use and eat. They are like dogs and cats, they don’t get along.

she widely smiles when she saw her little sister. "Sarah, there are both black and white in this world. These two colors are parts of our life. God puts us in a world of black and white for us to see everything, for us to realize that life isn't about happiness only." Sarah walks near to her little sister. "Don't worry. Everything ends with a happy ending. If this is not happy, then its not the end yet," Samantha said before disappearing from Sarah's sight. Sarah turned her sight to the sea. Realizations hit her.

He looks very handsome tonight, with his thick black hair pushed back, “Are we going to talk about the fact that Bram was super jealous or are you still pretending this whole situation is normal?” Gray’s tone is light, but the mischievous glint in his eyes when he turns to look at me is anything but. “I’m sorry, what?” I ask with a chuckle. Gray gives me a look that says please, don’t play dumb with me. “You heard me, Blomqvist,” he murmurs. Unrelenting and pushy, it reminds me of someone else, “You don’t even need to know him as much as I do to know what that was. A jealous fit.”

The girl was barely eighteen and looked like a stiff breeze would blow her over and yet, she had a steely resolve and conviction, that made her stronger than she looked. He knew that Seth would never approve of this, it was an affront to his principles but Gray knew that Blake had done this deliberately to back him into a corner so that Seth could not refuse the offering. He sensed that Blake was up to something but would he really use his own daughter to carry out whatever devious plans he had for Seth. Gray knew that the man was a shit heel but this was low even for Blake.

Momo muttered, blood oozing from his mouth. I gazed at Billy and Kate, who slowly crawled out of the layers of blocks. Their eyes were all white, pleading for a way out of their calamity. “Everyone get behind me.” Pastor Timothy commanded. They scrambled, hoping to get themselves next to the high and mighty Pope Timothy. Kate got herself out of the block, her bones making crackling sounds as she lay on the floor. They stepped back, wondering how a child had managed to crawl all the way out despite the layers of concrete weighing them down.