Drake Minecraft Novels & Stories

I read it aloud. Drake’s what?

I said, and chuckled to myself. “I don’t know who that is but I’m not a doctor. You’re on some pain killers, probably making you a bit crazy. Unless you’re always crazy, talking nonsense. You don’t remember what happened? You were abducted. I’m Drake and you’re in Black Cove,” he said, matter of fact. He had on a black muscle t-shirt that showed off his beefy arms, tribal looking tattoos. He’d probably fit in as a big wig in the army, intimidating people. He was clearly sharp but his bedside demeanor needed a lot of work.

I mumbled to Drake as I took my items off the counter, leaving behind enough for all three things. Back outside we headed into a treeline to regroup so I could contact my fake ID connections. My steps hit some loose gravel accentuating how loud I already felt around Drake. Fumbling to open my candy I looked up to see Drake already smiling, popping his peanut M&Ms in his mouth one at a time, crunching each down with a dramatic first bite. “So what was so funny about my choice exactly?” I ask him as I tear open the bag with my teeth. “They’re just bad Reese’s Pieces. Peanut M&Ms are supreme,” he said simply, a mischievous crinkle to his eyes.

I didn't know if it was true but that did squash the little bit of hope the boy had left in him. Katherine would not stop until the child broke and turned into a monster. You'll be the finest of them all, my love. The Draekien. I'll reform you. Recreate you. You'll lead your fellow brothers and bring the world to my feet. You'll never try to run from me again, my love, she had said to me right after Adrienne had captured me only a few metres away from the palace and dragged me back to her who had dumped me in here. I didn't understand anything she'd said that day but i knew i wasn't leaving the cave the same way I came in. ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

Because those were the two things that Drake needed right now. Drake was grumpy for the most part of his physical treatment. And after several months of no improvement, he stopped the physical treatment but proceeded on training his reflexes and upper body. He also requested a personalized wheelchair that can easily move. And just like Calvin, he began studying business as well. He told us his goal of making Purple Hill the richest pack and most open pack in the South region. And everyone agreed on it.

"Drake called me and said he was here for a visit, so I decided to come." Drake is also a small bird under Myrtle's protective wings. He lived in a loving environment, but everything changed when his younger sister passed away. His parents began to be neglectful, aggressive and violent. Drake couldn't stand his new reality and ran away at the age of thirteen. He arrived at the castle on my birthday. I don't remember exactly how things happened, but I know that the moment that skinny, dirty boy walked in, I felt different. "Good, Blair. Do you want to join? I'm doing some college stuff" In addition to being an athlete, he is a law student. The next best lawyer in the state.

A week later I had a sports wheelchair, a helmet and elbow pads and I was at the skate park with dad, Jacob and Drake helping me. If Drake was a gay or even bisexual, I would so totally try to date him. He's very sexy and I'm saying that in a strict observation. Drake's 6 feet 3 inches tall, short dark brown hair that is styled into a quaff and he has captivating blue-gray eyes and he has such a beautiful natural tan. He has such a cheerful personality but don't piss him off because he can be scary when he's angry. Entering the classroom, we head to our seats in the far back. Sitting down we pull out our books and supplies sitting them down on the table in front of us.

The officer barely made the turn. “Hang on Willow! I have to get this fucker off our ass.” I did as he said. I love that he was such a bad boy. They seem to be the only type of guy that can light my fire, and Drake is as bad as they come. Drake pulled the throttle to its limit. The bike screamed as he hit his final gear. We were traveling at least 190mph or faster. The adrenaline rush I got from this kind of thing was thrilling. Drake easily put distance between us and the officer. I couldn’t even see his car now. “We have to park this bike before the chopper spotlights us.” Drake said. He parked the bike on the porch of a nearby abandoned house. He put the kickstand down on the bike and hel

Drake explains as our food is placed on the table. "Do you think they know you're here?" Mav asks. Drake looks thoughtful for a second. "The men may have mindlinked them that I was here. If they didn't, then they probably don't have a clue. They barely acknowledge me when I'm there. I've wanted to leave many times, but I thought it was better to stay there and keep track of what they're doing. I plan to kill them both and take over. I don't want to run things like they do. That's one of the reasons I came here. I know you want to kill them as well, so I thought we could join together. I'll admit, I'm not trained to fight, but I'm willing to learn." I glance at Mav. It's sad that Drake knows

I ask her, why she is laughing; and she put her hand to her chin; and said to my face; that Werewolves, doesn't exist; that they are only made up for movies alone… Technically, Drake isn't just a Werewolf; but he is an alpha; the leader of his pack; I believe his dad, left him to shoulder the responsibilities on. But; aren't they supposed to have, mates? If yes; why's Drake all alone... After class, I noticed Drake did not come to school, so I decided to pay him a visit at his place; I walk to the front door of his house; I knock only once at the door; and a few seconds later; I heard a man voice; he asked me to come inside; I did, I am smiling so much, but as I past the huge mirror, that is