Drake Parker Novels & Stories

The conversation seemed to be as tense for him as it was for her. "Right, so my other two brothers are younger than me. Landon is an investment broker in Oregon and Clint, my baby brother, is still in college, and makes Drake look like a chump." He chuckled. "What do you mean?" Drake looking like a chump sounded way out of place. He was the scariest, strongest-looking guy Kari had ever run into. Where there was a soft side of him that he shared with the group, she knew there was more to him. She was grateful that Jake brought him up. It was a good time to poke a little.

Alana gulps before uttering the words that shock each one of them to the core. “His real name is Austin Jones of the Black Onyx Pack.”

It wasn't hit too badly to get injured but it was hard enough to feel the pain. "Dude, are you trying to kill me?" cried out Jackson holding his ducked head with his cuffed hands. After a while when he raised his head again and looked to his left, he was greeted by an empty driver's seat. Then his eyes went to the front only to see Stefan talking with his colleagues. "Seriously, who made them special cops anyways? Gossiping his colleagues while leaving their so-called 'Dr. Killer' alone in a car. If it was even any petty criminal in place of me then he would have already stolen his car and fled long gone by now."

Had no say. Our alpha, Noah Morrison is not someone to be reckoned with. He's tough, and very... But I mean very temperamental. I can't say his son, Skylar, is any different. The apple didn't fall far from the tree in their case. They both hate me with passion and are not afraid to show it. Skylar is the epitome of evil meets greed, just like his dad. He's a narcissistic bipolar who loves to mess with the heads of every girl in our pack. The golden boy who everyone obeys whether they like it or not, because if not... They will suffer the consequences of his goons, Vincent and Cole, his soon-to-be Beta and Gamma.

Drake was standing patiently near the alter, where the ceremony was being held. There were several policemen standing around the barricade the park officials had put up as Sonia wanders in nervously with Todd and Ashleigh, one of her journalists when she spots Drake and gives him a wave. Todd heads over to take their photo; while they wait for Leona to arrive.

He asked as she licked her lips. “Yes, that was an internship, I stopped because I had an accident when I was going to work, and then… COVID happened,” She replied, his calm self giving her a kind of rush. A trust even perhaps. The way his shoulders were so relaxed made her want to have that kind of energy within herself, the way that white shirt was hugging around his chest, those fingers moved with the slightest ease, making the watch he wore on his right-hand shine. “I see, why do you want to have a job, your degree is not even finished yet,” He questioned, ‘because my dad is bedridden? No, not that much truth,’

Drake was waiting. He stood on the threshold, backlit by the soft, controlled lighting of the house’s interior. He was still in his tuxedo, but the jacket was gone, the tie yanked loose, and his shirt was partially unbuttoned, exposing a sliver of that powerful, scarred chest. He looked less like a corporate titan and more like a captured beast. The moment the car door closed, muffling the sound, his eyes locked onto mine. There was no greeting. No small talk. Only raw, concentrated possession.

Everything that is happening around me seems to be in some way against me. Just when I thought everything was going as planned and I was ruling the park as a successful Alpha who have well established council and well experienced council members, Drake showed up with his messed up theory and wanting to take the throne right under my nose. He claimed that the park deserve a better ruler, he claimed I wasn’t doing my job well as an Alpha, he claimed I was too weak to be an Alpha and he was the best person for the park at the moment and if they do not want to end up destroyed by other territories at the end of a century, they should better vote me out of power. And just like the fucked up werew

It was during these moments that he found comfort and a sense of belonging. Drake's life was a tapestry woven with the threads of his passions, values, and relationships. From his love for his family to his dedication to his work, each aspect added depth and meaning to his journey. As he navigated the complexities of life, he held onto the things that brought him happiness, ultimately shaping him into the man he was – a man who cherished his loved ones, embraced his responsibilities, and found contentment in the little moments that made life beautiful. Drake possessed a striking handsomeness that was hard to miss. With a tall and well-built frame, he exuded a confident and commanding presenc

He told me in a soothing voice. "I'm sorry," I apologized, dropping my gaze from him and onto the floor. "You're kind of intimidating," I admitted in a sheepish voice. Denver chuckled at my words, drawing my eyes back up to his face and shooting him a questioning look. "Well I am the Alpha of one of the largest packs on the east coast," He announced, but it didn't help at all, if that's what he was aiming for with a comment like that. "Are you arrogant, or just trying to impress me?" I asked before I could really understand the full extent of my comment. Once it hit me though, I quickly covered my mouth and felt my eyes grow wide in shock.