Novel & Cerita Drake Parker

“You know I don't do things without proofs, elders. I would have waged a war again Seat of Trace for a while but I respect our rules and I didn't want to stir up trouble at all. But that was the last straw.” The elders whispered to themselves as they looked at those two already captured. Drake walked over to them with his iPad and bowed, loud enough for everyone to hear, he said. “I am Drake Apex, the soon to be ruler of Seat of Apex. I have confessions from those the elders of my seat captured already.” Drake said, handing them the iPad and they watched before handing it back to Drake with a nod.

"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.

Roger said. "You are surrounded," was the last thing I heard that made a smile find its way to my face before I gave up the ghost. Drake POV The moment I got there, seeing my father, Mr. President, laying dead, I went wild. "Who the heck do you think you are, powerful enough to take down the President and the First Lady?" I yelled, my eyes turning completely red. "I am the immortal of the Whitewater pack," he declared, calm as ever, which only fueled my anger further.

She craved to be chosen openly, shamelessly with no hesitation. When he entered her life, he gave her exactly that, intense affection, gentle touches, long conversations, and a kind of desire she had never known. For a sheltered girl who has always felt invisible, his warm affection always felt like a light at the end of a tunnel. But behind the desire lay something heavier. His temper, his violent stories, the weight of his complicated past, and the quiet way he consumed her emotionally began to drain her. Torn between the only man who made herpersonal story about the dangers of being intensely desired and the courage it takes to choose oneself over the person who makes you feel everyth

"But you must know what happened to me these past days, don't you?" "You wouldn't want to know if I told you," Drake said quietly as if he pitied his friend. "I have seen a lot and if I weren't your good friend, I would have killed you for betraying me. I know, I have lifted more dead carcasses than our creator himself and put them back on their feet, and breathed life into them. Perhaps, using you hadn't been a mistake at all." He rose from his sofa again, dropping the glass, and walked around Krepe's chair. "I often wonder what it is that motivates you to do the unimaginable, but then I remember, it's all part of the plan. During the coronation, I can remember telling the creator—oh but sh

she replied. "Okay. I'm Drake Walter, I'm the first child of my parents, I have two younger siblings and they're females. My dad is resting in his grave and my mom is diagnosed with leukemia. So I work two jobs to take care of my mom and my siblings and also to keep up with bills including paying for my siblings education" he forced a smile like it was not a big burden to him while she stared at him in disbelief and sympathy. "I'm so sorry to hear that, it would have been so tough for you to handle all of it alone" she took his hand and held it.

The crowd got quiet by this point and waited for him to make an announcement. “You see, I had a special friend when I was in high school. You all knew that friend very well. Losers always make themselves known. Unfortunately, my friend was a coward and left the town, hiding from reality.” I gripped the glass tight enough to break it. He was still an asshole, wasn't he? I wanted to punch him so hard. “Luckily, my friend found his courage back and decided to show up! Here's to the newly found bravery of my friend and to the hope that he is no longer a loser. Everyone, welcome Kai Parker!” Suddenly I was under the spotlight.

"Can you believe the love of your life is back after all this years. Now know why you were obsessed with her,God she's beautiful." " Did you call me to tell me about another's women beautiful when you are with your pregnant wife." I said laughing,parker was married to a cool lady. Her name was juilet,she knew how to keep parker on his toes. There had two children already and we're appecting their third child. I and Dicken we're the only guys in the group without children or married. Drake was also leaving a very private life far from us in Los Angeles. He has five children already in eight years.

Parker seemed to catch onto the silent question, because he answered, "William had set the cameras up. Your father didn't know of them." "Drake's dad was badass," I whistled. Justin and Parker agreed. Drake finally, finally, came back, the light from his laptop illuminating his silver hair. He looked slightly annoyed when he saw that I'd taken his spot on the couch. "That's my spot," he said. "Too bad," I shrugged. "Sit somewhere else," I told him with a smirk. It probably shouldn't have been that fun to rile him up. "No, I won't," he grumbled. No, growled. He could easily pass for Fae.