Blake Hollow Barn Novels & Stories

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

They were still talking about Shelby and Madeline. Thankfully, Nolan was home again for the weekend from his internship. "I heard they're talking 'bout making a run out to the old barn on Skylight," he informed us with a big grin as he walked up to our group. "You know what happens up there, right?" I turned to see Madeline, her sister, and her friends climbing into the back of someone's pickup truck. Aside from kids going out to the Skylight barn to do some ghost hunting, it was also a well-known make-out spot. There were more girls than guys in the back of the truck. Mason was already starting up his bike, and Shane was walking back to his car.

The man she would fall in love with – and marry. **** Blake had to get to The Cozy Inn before Lacey or his lie would be exposed quicker than an old lady’s slip. He pulled the black SUV into a parking space outside of The Cozy Inn. The main house was two stories with white siding. There was a wrap-around porch and two small balconies in the front on the second level. White and red rose bushes surrounded the front of the house. Purple and white impatiens lined the walkway to the steps of the house.

“Anything you need.” I gulp. Thankfully my phone dings. It’s my newest patient, Blake, texting me her address. She isn’t too far from here, just a few streets over. The weather is nice, and we haven’t eaten dinner yet, so I asked the boys if they’d like to accompany me. They both agree, Sebastian is especially excited when I mention there is a burger shop just around the corner from Blake’s place that serves the best strawberry milkshake I have ever tasted. We find Blake’s house easily and she is in good spirits. She invites us to come by any time we’re free, and Bash becomes excited when he learns she loves chess. He had been looking for a new partner to play with.

As the sun began to dip below the horizon, painting the sky in beautiful shades of orange and pink, Thomas called out to us. "We’re done for the day!" he yelled, wiping sweat from his brow. "The first new cedar beam is secure. The foundation is locked in." "Thank you, Thomas," Caspian called back. The red truck rumbled back up the driveway, leaving us alone in the twilight. The air was getting cool, smelling of salt and damp earth. I stood up and walked to the edge of the porch, looking at the barn. The new wood looked bright against the dark, ancient granite stone. It was a beautiful sight.

Crystal parked her car in the long driveway of the Blake mansion, her heart pounding with anxiety and rage. The sprawling estate loomed before her, but tonight it felt more like a fortress, shielding the people who had caused her so much pain. As she stepped inside, the sound of voices carried from the living room. she paused in the grand foyer, her eyes narrowing as she spotted Olivia Blake, Christian’s mother, seated on the cream leather couch. Beside her was Christian’s younger sister, Danielle, and a few other family friends. Their laughter filled the space, but it didn’t reach Crystal’s heart.

“Don’t worry about me. You have an army to take care of. I can take care of myself.” “Sure, sure. Oh by the way, tell Bilgrae to get the demihuman squad ready. He knows what to do next.” “Okay, sure.” “Great thanks. Now if you’ll excuse me.” Bronto walked past Crymillia as she gave way to him. “It seems like he’s the one that needs a rest.” . . . We’ve reached the end of BLAIR Volume 2: The Great Sandcastle! I hope that you all have been enjoying the story so far and many more volumes, not to mention chapters coming in the future. I do apologise for the unstable updates and I’ll try to improve, which I always try to do.

More than parchment waited at the peak: rumor said Hawthorne’s sympathizers, still nursing rage after the berry-poison plot, planned to strike one last time. Ophelia flexed half-numb fingers inside her gloves. *We sign today,* she told herself, *or we sign never.* --- #### The Hollow Welcome Summit Hold’s lodge loomed—timbers black with age, shutters rattling. Griff pushed open double doors; cold woodsmoke and the sour tang of vacant hearths greeted them. No host, no torchlight, only a single iron brazier smoldering in the hall. Thorn’s hand dropped to his hilt. “Too quiet.”

Emma’s POV The Blake Estate looked like something out of a dream. Twinkling lights danced through the trees like fireflies. A string quartet played something soft and elegant under a white canopy adorned with wildflowers and golden drapes. There were crystal flutes of non-alcoholic rosé, gourmet finger foods shaped like tiny animals, and—because it was Danielle—three separate photo booths, each with its own “vibe.” Bohemian Luxe didn’t even begin to cover it.

Gabe and her brother, Blake, had become best friends. After Gabe’s parents died, he sold most of his father’s business and moved to Rocky Springs. Now he owned a horse ranch outside of town, breeding some of the best horses Chloe had ever seen. As a vet, she’d love to have those horses as her patients. People often called him "The Billionaire Cowboy."