Dr Blake Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Are you saying he would?" "No I am saying what he did was only cause of how serious he is about you Mackayla. Blake knew from the start you were...unlearned in the ways of men and he didn't want to introuduce you to that side of himself yet or probably ever. Main thing we are taught as druid is that our true mates must come to us of their own free will. Believe me baby the thing Blake wants most of all is your sweet little pussy wrapped around his cock."

He contacted Lisa behind my back, ordering her to filter the digital noise so I wouldn't see the worst of the venom. The mate and the Luna were both guarding each other, neither realizing the other was fully armed. Blake was basking in the chaos. He wanted to see if anyone in the territory would dare offer me a contract once he was finished with me. "Blake is my line in the sand," he posted to his followers. "As long as she doesn't touch my status, I have nothing to say. But she bit me." "Is the Hart female a coward now? Why isn't she groveling at Blake's paws... is she planning to stay in her den forever?"

Atticus promises Blake, the teen smiling as he leans over to fist bump the vampire. “I know Uncle. I can’t wait to drive it.” I see the sadness in his eyes and sigh. Atticus and Blake became close over the years, the vampire taking Blake under his wing and teaching him about law. I know Blake will work hard to become a lawyer and when the time comes, will train under Atticus at his firm.

Lyle loved her life. She loved being in love. Blake, the son of Alpha Drake, had been her muse, her object of affection from ever since she could remember. She was waiting for him to ask her to be his mate for she believed that they were marked for destiny. And today he was going to pop the question.

BLAKE'S POV After observing Bella's departure into her dormitory, I turned around and embarked on my journey back to where I had parked my car. The moment I settled behind the steering wheel, the vehicle roared to life, and I drove off to my favourite bar. As I zoomed down the road, the voice of my inner companion, Drake, popped up, serving as a constant reminder of the twists and turns in my life as a werewolf. "Hey, Blake," Drake's telepathic voice echoed in my mind, blending smoothly with my thoughts. Even though I was concentrating on the road, I answered without saying a single word, thanks to our mental connection that let us communicate without making a sound.

Blake raced outside, her heart pounding. She couldn’t betray Sean. She loved him, and he loved her. She had always known this day might come, but now that it had, she couldn’t comprehend it. It was shocking—unbelievable. She was mated to one of her sister’s mate’s brothers. A Lycan. It wasn’t just a coincidence; it was a twist of fate no one could have predicted. All three of them—three sisters, each mated to one of the Lycan royal bloodline. That might have been something to be proud of, something others would envy, but not Blake. She wasn’t like that.

"You will love this medical treatment." "I'm not sure that classifies as medical treatment. And I didn't shower! Ahhh!" She ended with a lustful shriek because he licked her again. Drake was amused by her resistance that was contradicting her emotions which he could clearly feel. The fierce blush on her adorable cheeks only made her more alluring. Yes, she was shy and unspoiled, and he was eager to corrupt her in every way possible. "Let Dr. Blake tend to your injuries, Mrs. Blake. I'm the only one who can do this. This is mine. All mine…", Drake murmured before burying his face into her, and Talia's head plopped back in the pillow.

But it's a dream that I can't have or touch again. My phone buzzes as Professor Oakley's name appears on my phone. Blake: Where were you? Me: Sick. Blake: You expect me to believe that after you played hooky on that Dante kid? Me: Goodbye, Professor Oakley. Blake: Did I do something wrong? Damn men are stupid. Of course you did, you were with perfect blonde lady. The Marilyn Monroe of your dreams but who am I to judge? Me: Doesn't matter. Blake: Clearly it does. Are you still coming over this weekend?

"Thank you, but I need more time to swallow down this pill. Hayden is a vampire, and our parents are friends. I was named after Hayden's second dad, which is a bit screwed up." I laugh. "That is a bit fucked up in case the two of you decide to give true love a chance." "True love, huh?" "Yes," I tell him, entirely severely. "The mate-bond is sacred, Blake. You can't fight it without tearing yourself apart." Blake sighs. "If we make it through this war alive, then I will tell Hayden that I'm open to giving us a chance," a blush covers Blake's face. It's weird seeing the tall, muscle guy shy. It's oddly sweet, though. "But please don't tell him we had this conversation."

All I felt was lustful wild desires of intense love I read in novels and I wanted a taste of it. Oh my God, so what next is coming to me? I exhaled slowly as my mind reeled back to where the Luminara or whatever they called themselves gave him an automaton to change me if he wanted to mate with me when suddenly, Blake began chuckling with hysteria, I frowned at his behavior… Had the pressure of everything going on gotten to him? "Blake, what's funny?" I looked at him with a raised eyebrow and he let out a cocky smirk.