Blake Paradis Novels & Stories

he replied earning a slap on the head, "Demon! You're a child on Satan!" Lani laughed audibly as he pretended to whimper at her raised hand, the irony of his words made her smirk smugly. Blake had been in the club for 2 years and ever since he showed his face, he and Lani were almost inseparable. He was a tall man and built like an athlete - lean and driven. He had a stoic face for the most part but it merely came alive and glowed like a cluster of fireflies when he was with little Lani. Blake had deep, doe eyes that people just couldn't help but get lost in, they were like trap doors as they leaked with mystery. Though, if looked into deep enough, the warmth from the firing furnace inside o

A sad, tired, broken smile. “Look, Crystal,” he began softly. “I didn’t come back to hurt you… or your family. I didn’t come to cause chaos or drag old wounds open. I know you’re still seeing me through that dark lens — that version of me you hated.” He took a step closer, his voice lowering. “Yes, it’s me, Crystal. It’s me… Christian Blake.” Crystal’s eyes widened, her lips parting as her breath caught. “What… what did you say?” she whispered.

As she tried to convinced herself she wasn't bored, she checked her notifications panel and looked up Blake's website. He was affiliated with a lot of new acts, mostly mainstream pop, rock, and EDM artists. Obviously he'd been real busy over the past few years. Probably why his marriage didn't work out. Yep. The guy just got divorced months ago, according to gossip columns and some big-name music and entertainment websites.

“Bug guess what? You know what nevermind Bradley is coming home next month.” I feel like for the first time in a long time a genuine smile crosses my lips. Bradley is a little over a year younger than me and is one of my best friends. Well until he left to train with the hunters being half wolf and half hunter and me leaving to make the biggest mistake in my whole life. Despite all that I am happy to see him. “Aunt Evie, you and Erik must be so happy.” “We are and Paxton is excited to have his brother back and of course you must be excited to have your best friend home.”

Blake Lindell is a master of all arts and lying is most definitely one of his tricks. They were now making out, and I felt so out of place and abandoned. Inasmuch as I was mad at him for possibly cheating on my sister with Susan Bale and then denying it, I was angrier at the fact that Crystal was blindsided by him and even forgave him immediately, knowing fully well that if I were in her shoes, I’d probably do the same thing. I wanted them to break up; I had expected that kind of response the moment my eyes saw the video and I heard what was being said. I wanted Blake to be single again, and maybe down the line, he and I could…

“Good evening, Ma’am,” Blake greeted me, his tone formal yet polite. He unlocked the gates, allowing me to step inside before closing them again. Blake is the Security Head of the Bradfords. He was younger than I in terms of age—two years to be exact—but his intelligent, piercing blue eyes and the way he carried himself made him appear older than his actual age. He was polite all the time, yet he had this impenetrable wall surrounding him, letting no one get close enough to know what lies within his hard exterior.

The simple act of compassion made him win Madiba's heart. "What do you mean?" "I will make you the most powerful to ever exist." Blake doubted his words and thought that living alone in the forest have made him go mad. He tried to leave but Madiba didn't allow that, after many failed attempts Blake decided to do as he said. "Come on keep pushing your limited" Madiba screamed at Blake as he practiced the swordplay he thought him. He is a LATENT too, cast out like Blake, so he abandoned the world when he couldn't protect his mate, he came here and unlocked his potential.

"I hurt her so much in the past." Reggie gazed at him in puzzlement. "Are you William Blankson?" William raised an eyebrow at her question, briefly wondering if she had dementia or amnesia, or some other memory loss illness. "Are you the man I know... the man who never gives up? Because you sure sound like you've resigned yourself to your fate and the William I know will never accept defeat. I know you'll win her over." She finished confidently, meeting his gaze. William stood up to give her a hug. Lord knows he really needed the pep talk. "Thank you so much Reggie, I really needed that."

“Something must be wrong somewhere. The moon goddess can't mate me with you. You are not my type. I am straight. Straight! I only do girls. How is this even possible? This must be black magic. You have casted a spell on me. Remove the spell before I have my guards seize you and torture my healing out of you." I know I've lost my cool and calm demeanor but I don't give a fuck. I'll do anything as long as I'll be unmated to him and any other male in the future. Blake gives me a ‘really' look as he helps himself off the ground. “If I have magic, I wouldn't be mated a homophobic bastard. If I had black magic, you'd be six feet under the ground."

"Of course. There's nothing to forgive." Blake gazed down at her tenderly, using his thumb to swipe away the tear. "You know it doesn't matter to me. The arrest. The nudity." He rolled his eyes. "Okay, maybe I'm not excited about the nudity, but I'd never Dom your career. The thing is, you don't have to hide anything from me." Shasta's expression was skeptical. He laughed lightly and kissed her nose. "Come help me finish up with dinner."