Drake Parker Novels & Stories

Drake asked I ignored him and gulp on my liquor loving the taste, "Listen Wane, you got to move on, it's been years since Sally passed away, you now have a beautiful wife don't just ignore her" I look at Drake and smirk, "Since when did you start being a motivational speaker?" "Since your new wife's beauty took my breath away" "Punk" I glared at him "See you later" I need to fuck some pussies, I sighed and shake my head watching Drake, he has always been like this, begging me to come to a club with him, and then he will vanish into air

Drake POV “As you heard, my name is Drake; Drake Chisholm,” I start. “I am an Alpha from the Blue Moon Pack. I am not the head Alpha but support to the Alpha,” I try to explain. “The head Alpha is my brother,” I explain. Recognizing now, she nods her understanding. “How are you here?” she asks.

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.

**** I check in with my superior and switch the remainder of my shift with a first-year patroller who needed more time under her belt. I go to the locker-room to change. I slip on my black leather boot cut pants, my black shit kickers and pull on a black t shirt. I grab my black rider's jacket and head to Drake's office. Drake was posted here three years ago as program director. He's a hard ass but fair. He's also a fucking hottie. Blonde short hair, deep blue eyes and jacked. I stop in and give a quick knock on the open door.

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

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

My face appeared in thumbnails. I felt sick. One file stood out: “Drake_meeting.mp4.” “Play it,” I said. The video opened to a grainy recording of Peter sitting across from Drake in a café. The audio crackled, but you could still hear enough. Drake: “He doesn’t have to know it’s me. Just get the footage. Keep him paranoid.” Peter: “And if he finds out?” Drake: “He won’t. He’s too focused on that boyfriend of his. If this works, he’ll push everyone away himself.”

He slipped behind me on the lounger and pulled me to his chest. I stared over at luis and wondered how I was going to get this all out without Drake freaking out. Glancing over my shoulder, Drake had his head rested against the lounger with his eyes closed. "You two must have had loads of fun last night," I teased. Drake groaned. "Yeah, Lane never fails in that department." I furrowed my brows. "Lane? Who's Lane?" "Lane Parker," luis answered. "He's a huge pornstar from the Western region. He's decided to join ranks with Drake. He took us out to celebrate last night."

Drake is waiting for me outside. "Oh, I can't have my visitors stay standing while waiting. Please have a seat." "And I told you to make it faster than to run your mouth." He's pissing me off. Should I just directly attack him or kill him slowly? He's being nuisance in my business ever since he borrowed a big pile of money to me. Going around telling people that I'm a dog who gives everything he wants. What a pathetic asshole, thinking someone will believe him when everyone who knows me and borrowed money to me know what it's like to have a business with Hellcy.

"They have a daycare. A real great one with computers and drawing tablets and teachers to help us with our schoolwork. It's awesome." "So you're a whore now?" Kobe spat. "A PA," I said, "an old friend runs the company." "There's only one way someone like you could get a job like that." "What's a whore?" Harry asked. "Your mother, your mother is a whore kid but don't worry your snotty little face over it. Daddy will be home soon and everything will go back to normal."