Blake Gray Imagines Novels & Stories

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

I muttered "Sure…." She smiled and walked off I look back and saw Duncan smiling at something on his phone while Gray, laid his head back on the seat, with earpod connected to his ears, while sleeping with closed eyes Gray is more of an introvert, met him at his lowest, he's like me but he has a sister, I didn't want him to join the gang, but he wanted to….and now he's filthy rich, just like Duncan but they insisted on still working for me, we're more like brothers

Ifeme asked and Ibekwe agreed. When Ifeme left the hut of the James, he forgot to think deeply about the dream that involved his grandfather rather he pondered about the demons Ibekwe had told him. It made some sense to him because his grandfather face was pale which meant he wasn't enjoying a peaceful life in heaven as they were thought to believe rather he was suffering in hell.

to make me like him, ia the most normal way. Blaze glared in surprise. "Did you trick me? Or ... Forgot?" "I'm not cheating at you at all, if I let that happen... surely you will keep asking for it all the time, I can't study and can't prepare myself for the exam." I answered thoughtfully. Indeed I am telling the truth. Because when Blaze is allowed to do it ... then he will keep asking again and again ... all day long, even just for food, I have a hard time to find the spare time. His stamina and lust are too over powering ... I can't keeo it up. Sometimes I had lack hours to sleep at night ... or even....when I was in the middle of that activity ...I faell asleep by myself. Looks like Blaz

“See? That’s your weakness. Everyone knows it. The girl. The kid. They don’t have to touch you, Maddox. They’ll touch them.” Blade lunged forward, fist cocked, but Cruz lifted a hand, stopping him cold. His eyes never left Rafe. “You think you’re warning me, but all you’re doing is digging your grave deeper.” Gray crouched again, his voice almost conversational. “You gave us a name. Good. But names without faces are just smoke. Where do we find him?”

Time was such a funny and powerful thing, its mere passage could transform any impossibility into a possibility. . . . Gray and I were at Blue Ranger's place. She lived alone in a loft-type unit that was bigger than Apartment 202. Which was why it was Scopescape's base of operations. It was a work day for them, but I was present because I'd assisted in unboxing products for their next collection. Now, the two of them were having a meeting at the dining table, while I was playing with 'Gatsby the Goldie' on a nearby two-seater couch.

“You seem more sure of yourself, you’re more determined, and you have this fire in you when you face everyone and everything you need to encounter. I wouldn't be surprised if you told me, you were a spy who fell in love with a rich boy, and everyone, we fought to get here were people who were mad that you chose to give up spy work for love. Gray and I stared at him in astonishment. “I’m not… but thank you.” laughed “That’s exactly what a spy would say.” he chimed, rolling his brown eyes. “I’m telling you, man you need to write a book or something because you have the wildest imagination,” Gray spoke sincerely. “You say that now but watch… she will confess to you sooner or later. But I'll loo

Soon, the three men stood together in silence, smoke curling into the night air as they anxiously waited for news. "Belle is a fighter," Park finally broke the silence after exhaling a stream of smoke. "She's not going to give up now that she has you and Neo." Ethan lowered his gaze and took another drag. "She is," he admitted quietly. "She's always been brave." His voice cracked. "But I'm still scared." He released a shaky breath. The nicotine did nothing to calm him. Fear and doubt continued to claw at his mind, threatening to consume him whole. "Belle is a mother now," Darvid said thoughtfully while flicking ash from his cigarette.

The pack was in a mess. The day was finally bright and the sun swallowed all the fire which bloomed from the sticks. Whatever happened here, I don't know but it was such a mess. Smoke filled everywhere and it was empty. Where the heck did they take Blake too? I just want to know if he's fine. I kicked the dust in frustration and turned in another direction when I saw Gray. "Gray?" I called and he turned. He was with his sword looking exhausted and searching for something. The expression on his face was priceless as he gasped and came forward to meet me

Jayden said coming out of the darkness. “Jayden you cannot stop it, I have seen it," Alexandra said. She slowly walked down the stairs and meant Jayden at the bottom. She touched his face and smiled. “Your life will be spared.” “Why are her eyes gray if she isn’t destined to be a vampire like me?” Jayden questioned. “That I haven't seen,” Alexander said. “But you see her die?” Garrett asked. “Yes.” “When?” Jayden asked before Garrett could. “I do not know.” She spoke. “Your mortal is stirring in your room Garrett I'd go to her now.”