Drake Parker Novels & Stories

“Oh. Is it wild boar?” Drak smiled. He was rough around the edges with a goatee, but he looked handsome with his piercing blue eyes. “I’m Nora, the daughter of—” “Alec Webster. Everyone knows you around here, but no one is judging,” Drak said. “We may carry the same blood from our parents, but we can all choose a different path on our own.” “That’s true, Drak,” I agreed and smiled at him. “How long have you been at this pack?”

"Drake is like a bomb. Get on his bad side, and he'll bite you like a snake slowly and painfully." She held her breath, willing herself to disappear. Fortunately, Drake didn't notice Debra at all. His intention was solely on the man who had been boasting earlier. "Let me recall your name." Peter stepped up beside Drake and said, "Sir, that's Kai Dawson, the minor boss of a logistics company." Drake rested his cheek on his hand, leaning back into the sofa.

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,’

I hoped Sarah was okay because the whole pack knew by now that she'd been evacuated twice in two days and that Viktor was hunting her and the stress of that on top of being pregnant had to be wearing her down. Drake appeared at the edge of the clearing with his beta and two other wolves I didn't recognize and the temperature seemed to drop about ten degrees because Drake had that effect on people where just his presence made you want to submit or run. He was bigger than I remembered with broad shoulders and arms covered in scars that looked like they came from fights he'd won and he moved with the kind of confidence that came from never losing. "Cain," Drake called out and his voice carried

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.