Novel & Cerita Drake Parker

I still hold all the alpha meetings here like my father did. Walking over to the shower, I cut it on while waiting for the water to warm up before stepping in. I chose my beta when I was 17, which is my best friend Creed. My gamma is his brother Ryan, I don’t have a delta yet, I’m not sure I will. Creed does an amazing job, he is also my strongest warrior. He trains the males in the pack while his mother Subrina trains the female wolves. My gamma does all my running when I’m either too busy to or I just don’t want to. Otherwise they both help with every decision I make. Now, I know I said I was alone in all this, even though I do have them I still feel alone. Stepping into the shower washing

“He moved us there when I was young. We stayed for a few winters. Your father gave us shelter when we had nowhere else to go. He was… kind. Respected. Fair. He gave my father work and a roof. And when my father died in an accident, your father made sure I wasn’t abandoned.” Serena’s lips parted slightly. She had no idea. “Eventually, I left,” Karl continued. “Drifted until I ended up here, in Alexandro’s army. But I never forgot the help your father gave us. I owed him everything.” Serena nodded slowly. “He is a good man.” “I just wanted to say,” Karl added, “if you ever need anything, you can count on me. I’ll always be grateful to your family.” “Thank you,” she said softly, though the word

Drake sat next to his girl's bed and just held her hand. When Vulcan walked in to the ICU and saw his Prez and friend looking so defeated, it damn near broke his heart. His friend had always been a strong guy. He had held up the entire club at times. He was responsible for the rescue of many battered women and children. He was also the man that held them together. He was the glue that made them a cohesive team. Standing in the door, he cleared his throat so Drake would know he was there.

My heart beat loudly when I saw it was an unknown number calling. Was my sister in trouble again? “Hello?” I greeted. “Hazel Thompson?” “This is her.” “This is the Heart Care Psychiatric ward. I wanted to inform you that Mr. and Mrs. Kennedy have discontinued the payment for your brother, Drake Thompson’s treatment. If it is not paid by the time the week ends, we’ll have to discharge him.” I felt like crying. My grandparents were the ones who were supposed to cover the cost of my brother’s treatment—a brother nobody but my family knew existed.

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

' "That guy, the tall one who always looks like he's about to stab someone's nan. I heard he has this YouTube channel where he hacks into other hackers’ computers. You know... online scammers and such. He's probably the only person at this school who could help you." "Shit," Dailey muttered when she realised he was talking about Drake Parsons. He was the last person who would want to help her, though he might want to get back at her ex-boyfriend. 'The question is, which of us does he hate more?' Dailey thought. She circled the cafeteria, sticking to the outer wall between the tables and the large windows looking out onto the playing field. As Drake and his band of misfit weirdos began to cle

“Because both his parents were genus’s, they pushed him to learn and he started Harvard when he was 11 and finished his bachelor degree at 16. Anyway he hated being in the limelight and took small jobs here and there, avoiding people until he died. By the end he didn’t even talk to his parents. But thankfully you and daddy aren’t genius’s so we should be ok” layla snorts with me as I laugh, drakes face falls as he glares at her. “Excuse me I test 150” He snaps at her, she rolls her eyes “Oh please daddy, even mark zuckerberg is 152” “And he’s a bloody genius” She throws her eyebrow in the air, then she starts to laugh “Your funny, you should be a comedian” She tells him giggling and shaking

However, in trying to fix the past that Lora thought was a personal hell, he had crossed dangerous boundaries. Drake traveled to Los Angeles on the weekends. He was starting to make his way as an actor, despite being afraid of what that would mean. Being close to Jean would drive him away from Lora, and at some point or another Drake would have to make a choice. He also carried heavy trauma from the past, but he dealt with the feeling. His goals included emotional stability and sanity so maybe he could get close to someone and stay. - "Hi, babe. I know you're resting. I just wanted to know if you're okay without me. Take care" Drake left his third voicemail late Saturday night. She hadn't an

Drake has officially been announced as the beta of the Crescent Moon pack. Drake kept his hand in his pocket. He raised his other hand to feel his split lip, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it between his teeth. He ignited it and inhaled deeply. Then he noticed Elena, who was standing with Veda opposite him. The blaze in his heart faltered. His pace diminished. His body halted in mid-step. Drake’s heart thumped like drums in the wilderness. His perceptions intensified. The wolf within him acknowledged her before his human intellect could comprehend.

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.