Novel & Cerita Dr Blake Fanfiction

"Blake, I can explain-" "Explain?" he snapped. "You've been sneaking around, lying to me, and now I hear you've been spending time with Dr. Wood?" I stared at him, shocked. "Dr. Wood? He's just my doctor, Blake. How can you even think—" "Don't lie to me!" he interrupted, stepping closer. "Rebecca saw you with him. You think I wouldn't find out?" I shook my head, tears stinging my eyes. "Blake, you're wrong. Nothing is going on. I would never betray you like 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."

before we fell into a deep sleep. ***** Drax I was in this fucking room with all this madness happening, I was helping Aidan contain the magic to the cell watching Toffe and Ty do their thing. I was so proud of Toffe as he became a very powerful warlock, just like his brother, the little runt that always follows us around became one of our blood brothers and he is a force to be reckoned with. Queen Marion appeared letting us know to go to Plan B and I felt bad for Ty, he hated Sheila but now that's done and settled, Anuba was sent back to the pits of hell and I watched Ty looking at an unconscious Sheila, feeling his anger at the woman who cost him his destined mate. I walked out to Ryker fe

I bet he will look gorgeous. “I’ll let the university know to go ahead and process your admission as Blake into the department of medicine. You just missed this semester, so you will have to wait until the next one, but I think it is for the best. By then, you should have your fighting skills mastered and I’ll feel safer about letting you go.” Kane doesn’t protest and nods his head. ***

I gasped while my eyes widened in awe. "Never! Never!" Blake stomped his boot against the ground. "That bastard will never be the Lycan over me. Not in a lifetime will that being be Lycan!" He swore. "Kevin is the new Lycan and my decision is final!" "Then you're obviously mad!" Blake retorted. My father glared at him with his predatory golden yellow eyes. "Get out." He ordered in a growl as he rose to his full height. Blake easily lost his tongue and after several hesitation, he quietly left my room.

Blake was Damien’s right-hand man, so naturally, I wanted to know more about him. "Blake, how old are you? How did you and Damien meet? What was he like before me? Do you naturally have black hair? When do you expect to find your mate?" I fired off the questions without hesitation. Blake glanced down at me, raising an eyebrow. "So many questions, so little time." He smirked. "I’m twenty-two—turning twenty-three soon. I’ve been friends with Damien since grade school because my father was the Beta before me. He was a bit of a player, but he’s always been genuine and open. He cares a lot about the pack. And no, I’m actually blonde—I just dye my hair. As for my mate…"

Before she could say anything else, the front door creaked open. Fab walked in with coffee cups, oversized sunglasses, and zero patience. “Okay, can we talk about how long the line was wait, what did I miss?” Octavia pointed toward the living room. “Your bestie’s brother is verbally suplexing her boyfriend.” “Oh, good,” Fab muttered, pulling off her glasses. “Just a normal day.” I turned to go down the hallway but as I did, Blake stepped into view. His jaw was tight. His hands curled into fists. But his eyes softened the moment they landed on me.

“An innocent kid by the way, you know I’m usually so conflicted with them around. You and I hold a certain sentiment when it comes to kids” Blake added and I pushed a hard lump down my throat. Well, he was right. I knew Blake always wanted kids, he wouldn’t stop blabbing about the perfect family when we were teenagers, when I knew him. But I wasn’t sure if that Blake was still in there. I could never be. After Aurora, he’d just lost his senses and ran mad from his grief. It was almost unbelievable what he was even doing here. With all the candles, and the spell books laying around. The wood and the herbs.

I looked back at Blake whose eyes were closed. “Fucking terrible timing” he muttered. “Is he with someone?” I asked, feeling my voice trembling. “No he is very much single but has two kids, his ex girlfriend is pregnant with number three" “I’m sorry?” I asked, tears pooling in my eyes. “Ollie I know you’ve always had a soft spot for Bash. I know you liked him more than me” Blake was whispering now which I appreciated. “Look it’s baggage, he had shit loads of baggage and I don't want you to get hurt.” Blake scanned my face and I could tell he wanted to say something else.

it hurt more than the knife. "You're bluffing," Tristan stammered. "The bond would kill you if she dies." "Try me," Blake challenged. He took another step. "Cut her throat, Tristan. Save me the trouble of rejecting her." Tristan's hand wavered. He was confused. He expected Blake to beg, to negotiate. He didn't know how to handle a monster who didn't care. In that split second of hesitation, Blake moved. He was a blur of motion. One moment he was standing there, the next his hand was wrapped around Tristan's throat.