Drake Reading Book Novels & Stories

I insisted. Silence fell between us. He looked back at the book. Then at me. Then back at the book again. “You’ve been reading it?” he asked. “Yes.” “How far?” “I don’t know… halfway, I think.” “And what is it about?” he asked. “It’s about a boy,” I said slowly. He didn’t interrupt. “They threw him into a well,” I continued. “Left him there to die.” Drake’s grip on the book tightened slightly. “He didn’t die,” I added.

Drake cleared his throat. "Open page number 139," He said and turned to the table. I took out the book from my backpack quickly, I didn't want to upset him, though his anger wasn't directed at me.

He sure didn't look pleased with how dismissive I treated his sister but he didn't complain, yet. Soraya had kept pushing conversations, though her eyes darted around like she was either expecting someone—or afraid they might pop out. Her brother, on the other hand, seemed determined to get on my nerves with his endless questions about Ariel. Four books I’d requested were already sitting on my desk, but one—titled "Chronicles of Gifted wolves" caught my attention first. I picked it up and started flipping through the pages just as Drake walked in, reeking of everything unholy.

However, I alone know his true nature. Drake is a devil veiled in an angel's guise. When my mother and I first moved here two years ago, he was the only one in this pack who didn't discriminate against me, or at least, that's how he appeared. When that clique of popular kids at school locked me in the restroom, it was Drake who rescued me from despair. The moment he burst into the girls' bathroom and smashed open the stall door, I fell in love with him. He became my beacon of light in the darkness, my lifeline when I was sinking into the quagmire. Three months later, when he invited me to a party, my hands trembled nervously; six months later, when he whispered those three magical words of l

As Anna read through the text, she sprang out of her laying position and re-read the shocking message to a person named D. 'I won't let you kill Drake, I will expose you before you can do anything. '

Drake has always narrated to Richard all the time he throws a question. The boy seems smarter than his age, only the words from his mouth have matured enough. He ran back to the sitting room when he was sure his mother was coming. “But, why do you always visit us, uncle? You should be at work now, my mummy is late because of me…” Drake broke up the silence in the sitting room. Richard swallows his saliva, at some point he hates visiting Anna because of the boy and the questions he asks. “I have to care for you…” he replied Drake.

cried Drake. Quickly, Drake transformed into his dragon form. It glows in the dark of night. His feet then landed on the ground with a thud, stepping on many giant worms at once. Drake then swallowed the ruby's heart whole. Her stomach is now glowing red. “Drake, throw up! It will explode!” “I will take him to space! Take good care of June, Alarick," answered Drake in his dragon voice that echoed through the forest. Drake then flew into the sky before anyone could stop him.

I grabbed Creed’s arm and nudged him to sit back down. “You said you had a book about blessed werewolves?” Drake asked. “Yah, I was looking through it before all of you got here.” I grabbed the book off my stand and handed it to Drake. “I want to see if there’s anything about the prophecy witch in here. Maybe there’s more to the story,” Drake said as he started flipping through the pages. “I didn’t think of looking for it because she was a witch.” Drake nodded as he continued to look.

Drake says. Reid POV As I came into the library, I could tell someone else was already in here. Not realizing it was Drake and Kate, I figured I had caught someone by surprise. Imagine my surprise when I learned who it was. I knew there were a few sparks between the two of them but hadn’t realized they might be considering a hook up. Not that I would judge, Kate deserves some fun and Drake seems like a decent guy. As we each take the books, we start to look through banished wolves back a couple decades. We each come up with three potential prospects and then debate those three down to our top three.

I’m not sure I want to. Now I’m in the library with Drake, waiting for Noah to get out of football practice. Emily had a doctor’s appointment, so it’s just the two of us. Drake flips through a science worksheet while I pretend to read The Raven Boys. Really, I’m just trying not to fall asleep on the table. “You okay?” Drake asks without looking up. “Yeah,” I lie. “Just tired.”