Dr Blake Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Blake said. * * * Dr Paige who disguised himself as a psychologist smiled at Blake's stupidity as she allowed her daughter to be taken away by his men,they have their plan schemed out already.Diemon is already growing impatient because it seems Blake's grandfather is feeling reluctant to sacrifice his grandchild.

No way, that place was pretty dark, there was no way she could have seen them. "You're such a liar. Don't act like you haven't given professor Drake a hand job in public or even sucked his dick? Isn't that right, Professor Drake?" Blake, who was already gulping down his juice, suddenly choked on his juice. Riri's eyes widened a fraction as a hard knot constricted her throat, making it hard to breathe.

Blake stood up and walked to me. "I know you have a good intention but trust me we will be fine. Just let us help you." I looked up and groan. "You didn’t leave me any other choice. Fine." Drake pushed Blake away and crush me with a hug. "That’s the spirit! Now I gotta go tell the others." I so knew it he is not alone. "See you later! Come on Blake you coming?" "I like to have a word with Blake." Drake raised his eyebrow. "In private." Drake's eyes widen and he quickly got out muttering something about gross. Once he is out from earshot, we burst out laughing. I walked to the door and took the knife, pointing at him.

Little did we know that the confrontation with Blake was only the beginning of a much larger battle that awaited us. Professor, visibly concerned, emphasized that Blake had indeed seen him. Derick, trying to downplay the significance, reassured Professor that even if Blake had seen him, he wouldn't recognize him. However, Professor revealed that he and Blake had a history, explaining that he had once used a chemical to attack Blake's rogues, sparking a deep-seated vendetta between them. Now that Blake had seen him, Professor believed that revenge was at the forefront of Blake's mind.

I said, the calmness in my voice surprised even me. The seer blinked in surprise, but nodded. He placed my hand on the sword and began some ancient chants in their tongue. He then poured ceremonial oil over my hand that was on the blade, and as the final words left his mouth, a flash of silver light appeared around my hand. "By the laws of the realm and the ancient blood pact," the high seer intoned, his voice booming through the chamber. "The bond is forged. Princess Diana Blake of the human Kingdom is now declared the chosen mate and wife to Prince Draven Volk of the Dragon Kingdom. May the Creator guide your union."

Blake nodded slowly as he stood up to leave the room. "Blake," I called out suddenly, making him stop. "Do you believe in second chances with a partner?" I didn't know why that question came out of my mouth. “There are no second chances with partners in our world, Alpha,” Blake replied without hesitation. “We’re not vampires who have multiple partners, born and reborn.” His words shattered the last shred of hope in my heart, even though I knew he was right. “In that case,” I said softly, “I’m thinking of making Alexis mine.”

He had always been aloof, never this caring for anyone. She said, "Liam, we're just ordinary people. Blake is the precious daughter of the Dion family of Ventropolis. People like them won't take relationships with us seriously. If you continue behaving this way, you'll be the one getting hurt. "After such a long time, you should've figured out that Blake likes someone else." Liam sat on a bench outside the police station, ignoring her. Olivia was disappointed to see Liam being so stubborn.

Steady. For a moment, I let myself imagine that maybe I could belong here—not fully, not yet—but enough to stay. Not as someone broken, not as someone scared, but as me. Someone who had survived, who was learning to trust again, even if just a little. Blake’s eyes caught mine across the room, sharp and unreadable. My stomach flipped. He didn’t smile. Didn’t nod. Just held my gaze for a long moment, like he was measuring something, weighing it, deciding. And then, finally, he turned away, moving toward another group of men, issuing a command.

His hair had grown longer and thicker, making him look far more mature and striking than the boy I remembered. "Blake. What a surprise," he said, almost flatly, turning to face me and leaning against the wall. His eyes moved over me slowly, taking in the skirt that sat at my waist and stopped well above my knees. He took in every curve in a way that I felt across my skin, and beneath it all came that same strange pull I had felt with Gaige, faint but unmistakable. I was not the girl he used to know anymore. "No one told me I would have a hot stepsister," he said, looking at me in the most deliberate way. I knew he was joking but it made my cheeks flush regardless.

His dark eyes immediately scanned the room, landing first on Nathan sitting on the couch, then on the tray of pancakes, and finally locking onto me. "What is this?" Blake asked, his voice a low rumble. Nathan smiled smoothly, leaning back again. "A healthy relationship, Blake. You should try it sometime." Blake looked entirely unimpressed. "It looks like trespassing." "Again with the doors," Nathan sighed, shaking his head. "Always so literal." Blake completely ignored his brother. His full attention shifted toward me, his gaze softening just a fraction. "You slept?" he asked. I hated the way that simple, quiet question made my stomach do a stupid little flutter.