Blake X Yang Novels & Stories

Blake remained immersed in his tasks, his gaze fixed on the screen before him, seemingly oblivious to Xian's presence. Observing Blake's preoccupation, Xian heaved a sigh of disappointment. "You're a real workaholic, you know that? I had hoped we could spend more time together after your divorce, but it seems our chances have dwindled even further. Things have only worsened since then." However, Xian wasn't happy to hear that. "I disagree. I'm glad that Blake is divorced. That woman is good for nothing. She is never good enough for him. Blake has done the right thing divorcing her."

Blake yelled at Mukgu. Mukgu felt so pissed. She shoved his hands away from her and glared at him. “You don’t know anything!” Mukgu yelled at him. Blake then glared at her. “No Mukgu! I know everything, that you are a pathetic girl who is still chasing her ex boyfriend. Move on!” Blake yelled back at Mukgu.

Growing up, each accolade had been met with the other's disappointment, fostering a rivalry rooted deep in their very identities. Jake took a step closer, his voice low yet burning with intensity. "Let's say we both find it. What then? You want power, Blake, and I want freedom—no longer bound by the business and its petty squabbles. Can we even coexist after this?" "Does it matter?" Blake spat, fury radiating from every inch of his posture. "You think I care about how you feel? This isn't about you!"

"Not because I trust you." Blake’s jaw dropped. The chills were like electricity running through his body because he was so amused. Trisha glanced at Alesandra, who smiled. The team looked shocked as well at how Yvette has used the words, which left an impact not just on Blake but on all of them who heard them. "Then... if I stay...” he licked his lips. "Then you have earned a friend.” Yvette smiled. "And if I spread it?" Blake challenged. Yvette laughed. "Then you have created your worst enemy, Blake.”

"Blake is not villain X." Mey, who was busy typing in her laptop, glanced up from the monitor and asked, "What do you mean?" "Blake is just a pawn. He worked for Villain X, but he's not her. I've told you before, Villain X is a girl." I looked at each of their faces, waiting for one of them to pop in with a name but all of them were looking at me expectantly, so I decided to come clean. "It's Ellie."

Blake looked back when he heard Max’s warning before giving Jason a pointed look and stepping away from him. Blake was an Asian guy with dark maroon hair wearing a black t-shirt, ripped black jeans and a black leather jacket. He portrayed the stereotypical image of a bad boy. Well, what was I expecting? No wonder he was part of Ryder’s circle of friends but why did I never see him before? Max stepped away from me when Blake passed by us and followed him to the side before they got into a heated conversation. My heart stopped beating for a few seconds when Blake’s eyes connected with mine. I felt a shiver travel up my spine with goose bumps littering my skin. There was something is his eyes,

“You little brat, you've recently completed a few more big projects, right? You're really a young hero. The industry in S City has almost changed. I will have to rely on your luck in the future." "Uncle, you must be joking. I will need you to take care of me in the future." Blake was neither humble nor arrogant, even his pleasantries were going smoothly. "This is?" Secretary Yang's gaze finally turned to Angie. "Let me introduce you, this is my fiancée, Angie Lopez," Blake replied indifferently. "Hello, Secretary Yang." Angie politely greeted the other party. "Hello, dear. I've heard of your concert. Not bad."

Olivia pleaded. “Bring you there? So you could stab me in the back. I don’t think so; be obedient and stay here for now.” Blake said and kissed her on the lips, but in doing so, it triggered another memory. “Qui Ming, my love, I believe we will have the….” Blake, as Yang Jun was saying in a delightful tone until he felt a stabbing pain in his chest. “Why? Did I not treat you well?” Yang Jun asked, gasping from the deadly wound in his chest. “I gave you everything; you are the Emperess of this mighty kingdom and never wanted; I ask you why? We were to ascend together and live forever as one.”

Brian ridiculed, "Once you left, Blake had already gotten someone else to replace you." Yasmin lowered her head. She changed the subject and said, "Let's go. Weren't you interested in the project?" Brian walked alongside Yasmin as they approached Blake's group. They eventually crossed paths. Blake noticed Yasmin and glanced at Brian. An icy glint flickered in his eyes. Brian smiled and said, "Good afternoon, Blake." Blake ignored Brian and fixed his gaze on Yasmin instead. He seemed to be guessing what was happening between Yasmin and Brian.

Nyah makes it clear she doesn’t mind. “See, she doesn’t mind!” Blake smiles at me, smug that she has won. “I’m actually very lucky, I have found my mate. He is my pack’s Alpha!” “Oh wow, a female beta and a Luna…I can see why they want you trained!” I nod in understanding to Nyah. “I don’t have a wing man again?” Blake groans out in frustration. “I’m your wing man…” I interject. “No your not!” “I can still go clubbing and chat up guys with you. So can Nyah…we’ll just be supporting you from the bar…with a drink in hand.” I chuckle as I stand up, also grabbing Blake’s muddy boots and placing them under the heater to dry out.