Dr Blake Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I needed to know if Raven was the real deal, or if I was just settling for the next best thing. *** Damien “That dinner was just exquisite,” Blake said as Marcus and I accompanied him to his room, my mind a buzz. Blake’s story at dinner about Freya had seemed so awkward and forced, it just didn’t seem real. But why would Blake take the time to lie about a nurse of all people? My nurse? “Yeah, it was,” I said with a nod. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.” “It’s been the first good meal I’ve had in a while since everyone’s so sick,” Blake replied.

Blake smirks at Kaizer as he goes back to his spot. “Well, that girl is so sexy and gorgeous. But, she’s so dumb! Meh, still not my type.” Blake confessed to them. “So, you really don’t have a relationship?” Dean asked because he thought they were together. Blake smirks and nods. “Yeah, I’m just using her. She's just one of my collections. Hahaha!” He boasted. But inside his head, Mukgu’s face just appeared. Blake shakes his head. No! Why am I seeing her face? I hate that girl!

Blake smiled perfunctorily, "The branch company is not progressing well, I am only going to take charge." Daniel’s similarly deep gaze was fixed on his body the entire time, and it was evident that she did not believe his perfunctory words. “Blake, did something happen?” Blake laughed bitterly. Since young, no matter how deeply he tried to conceal his thoughts, they had never escaped Daniel’s eyes. “It's nothing. I just think what you said makes sense. There's no point in staying. You understand me, if you stay, it's hard to not have a conflict with our grandfather.”

I turn back towards the front and begin getting my stuff out when Kevin plops down next to me. "So where's your little boyfriend?" Kevin mocks. "What are you talking about?" I reply in annoyance. "You know the Draven guy at the festival the other day." Kevin says with a sirk. "You know what they say about the Draven's don't you?" He continues. "They say they are evil vampires and anyone who is around them for too long disappears never to be seen again." He finishes. Suddenly a loud thunk sound comes from my other side and I look to see Victor pulling out the chair next to me. I look back at Kevin who wears a smirk on his face.

Past in Axons POV I go by the name of Axon Blaze, and I am a freshman at the University of Stanford. Unfortunately, my life is anything but average for a college student. The truth is Axon Blaze is not my real name. It is an alias I use, so no one knows who I am. Thanks to my father and his powerful enemies, I have to hide.

He tasted like whatever he'd been drinking and something underneath it that was just him, warm and Alpha, and a sound started somewhere in my throat that I stopped before it could come out slowly. He pulled back slowly. His thumb was still on my jaw. His eyes were dark and his chest was moving slightly faster than normal and he was looking at me. I could not speak. My lips were swollen and my chest was beating so loud, I was sure he could hear it. My hands were still in his shirt and I just stared at him. "Skylar's face just changed," he said quietly. "She's pissed."

Chapter one Rejected Elena Pov "I, Blake Blackwood, future Alpha of the Moon Crest Pack rejects you, Elena Reynolds as my fated mate and future Luna". "Ugh.. - " I gasped and groaned as blinding pain ripped through me sending me collapsing to the ground. I clenched my chest tightly and my heart leaped almost out of my chest. I couldn't breathe. The ground felt like it had been ripped off from under me and tears burned my eyes.

Vera had shown herself to be one of those people who never came back from the darkness they chose. Blake’s story ended differently, but no less tragic. He collapsed in his prison cell one night, sudden and violent. His body betrayed him where his pride had never bowed. Doctors diagnosed him with the last stage of cancer, an illness that had been eating him quietly even as he plotted destruction. Damian heard the news and sat in silence, his chest tight with complicated feelings. There was no satisfaction in Blake’s downfall, only the ache of what could have been if he had chosen love instead of cruelty.

Someone like her doesn't deserve to live among us! Blake lowered his head, avoiding her gaze as he muttered, "Wendy, Clara was once my fated mate. Let's not make this messier than it already is." I looked at Blake coldly. "Since I've decided to leave you, I don't expect any special treatment from you. I don't need you to go easy on me." He grabbed my arm as his usually striking eyes burned with anger. "Don't be ridiculous! Clara, even if you've gone too far, you were still once my mate. For old times' sake, I'll protect you."

The scent of aged paper, the glossy sheen of polished wood, the quiet whispers of pages turning—it was the one place where the world didn’t demand anything from me. Here, I could breathe. Here, I wasn’t the girl constantly scrutinizing every choice. I was just… me. But peace never lasted long. Because every time I walked into the halls, I saw him. Jake Blaze. Dark hair, leather jacket, fists that solved everything except his own anger issues. The guy who never passed up a chance to make my day worse and somehow still managed to look stupidly good doing it. I hated that my eyes always found him. I hated even more how my heartbeat changed when they did.