Blake's Kitchen And Bar Novels & Stories

Azrael said, as they walked out of the bedroom, kissing once more before walking in opposite directions. Blake headed to the insanely large kitchen that looked more like a cafeteria. The dining room was massive, with more tables than Blake cared to count. "Hello Sir Blake, can I help you find something?" the long dark haired vampire said, her eyes raking over his body as she smiled at him. "Yeah, I was hoping to grab another one of those croissant sandwiches and a glass of orange juice." Blake said, looking around as he took a step back. Not liking how close she was to him.

Angie thought angrily in her heart, but her voice was still soft and timid, and there was even a hint of tears in it, "Blake, are you alright? I just heard about Aunt Eva.” "Yes." On the other end of the phone, Blake replied indifferently, "Anj, I'm a bit tired. I'm hanging up now." "Blake, I …" Before she could finish her sentence, a busy beep came from the other end of the phone. At that time, Blake’s tall and big body was leaning on the balcony of his bedroom. In his hand was a goblet, and inside the cup was a blood-red wine. His gaze was very deep, so dark that it was terrifying. He took a sip of the wine and coughed softly. The door behind him made a slight sound, then Jace pushed the d

The luna steps forward, "King Blake, we have rooms set up for you, your beta, and gamma. We will be hosting a dinner tonight in your favor." With a wave of my hand, we walk past them silently. The scent of waffle and pecan is all over this house. "She must be here," I say to my lycan. As he prances around like a pup in my mind, he repeatedly murmurs, "Mate, mate."

"Well, we need to wait a while before the coffee is ready." Blakely broke the silence in her kitchen with her slightly clumsy voice. To be honest she wasn't used to having guests in the morning. Especially in the kitchen. This seems very intimate and dangerous. "It’s okay. Want to get these foods out?” "Oh, of course." She moved to the kitchen cabinet that held the plates and cutlery. She had enough plates and cutlery for a hundred people. She is a fan of ceramic plates and can hardly resist the temptation to buy ceramic tableware when she is on a business trip with Marry Christin.

He was dressed in a suit, not a hair out of place as his eye brows furrowed in worry. “Blake what the fuck are you doing here?” I asked in annoyance as I hopped off the bench and bent down to help Dr. Hans up. “Man, Ace must have done a number on you for you to forget I own the restaurant above The Ring.” He said as he raised an eyebrow at me and crossed his arms. When we dated, my father and Blake partnered up on a handful of restaurant deals. That way our Mafia can conduct our illegal activity without the unnecessary attention to ourselves, while Blake makes a hefty profit.

He smiles, his perfect teeth glinting in the almost dark interior of the car. "Fine, I'll give you a hint. We'll dine first at the hotel's restaurant. We'll dance to their beautiful music. And after that, your bachelorette night proper begins. That part is still a surprise. One you're not getting out of me, no mater what." I giggle, looking out the window. "Sounds fun. Guess I'll just have to wait and see." The driver makes short work of the streets and soon enough, we're pulling into the huge private parking garage of the Blue Diamond.

Jasmine I adjusted my weight from foot to foot, feeling nervous under Damon's intense stare. "Same Mr Black" I broke the silence, trying to add some humor but he doesn't seem phased. His eyes still raked my body before they came back to meet my dark orbs. "I didn't think you could afford to dine at such a prestigious restaurant Jasmine" He spoke, a dominant tone dripping off his words. I internally scoff. He doesn't even know me and yet he's already judging me, who does he think he is!

However, Blake ignored and continued, "Of course, if you win, you can have a prize too. If Alpha Chloe agrees with this, of course." My eyes narrowed as I stared at Blake. A prize? What are you planning, Blake? But no matter how I tried, I could not see through his thoughts. On the other hand Caleb, however, grew suspicious. "What kind of prize are you talking about, Alpha Sabre?" He hissed. Blake met Caleb's gaze evenly. "A home-cooked meal by Alpha Chloe herself." Suddenly, my thoughts raced back to a time when I used to cook for Blake. Back in the past… I would always make food for Blake. But ever since the tragedy of the Red Moon Pack… I never held cooking instruments anymore.

"Come on back, Amy. We're in the kitchen." Shasta followed the sound of his voice to the private family kitchen in the back of the house. While food might be prepared there for lodge guests, it was normally for family only. At the sound of her footfalls, Blake looked up from slicing mushrooms and gave her a dazzling smile. "Hi! Hope you're hungry." She couldn't help but smile back. "I am, actually." She glanced around the room. "What can I do?"

"Vivid description I see, you want to know about Blake?" "Please" "It's quite a long story but I'll try and make it as short as I can, Am a business man" "That one is obvious" I said referring to his dress code. "Okay, Blake is daring, smart and also ambitious like Tessa and he runs his own fleet of electronics shops in the city and other small businesses. Blake is happy to meet you" "Tell him am happy to meet him too" "So when can we do this properly?" "As soon as you bring me a blender I can reconsider" I said leaving his seat.