Drakes Bible Novels & Stories

“You know I don't do things without proofs, elders. I would have waged a war again Seat of Trace for a while but I respect our rules and I didn't want to stir up trouble at all. But that was the last straw.” The elders whispered to themselves as they looked at those two already captured. Drake walked over to them with his iPad and bowed, loud enough for everyone to hear, he said. “I am Drake Apex, the soon to be ruler of Seat of Apex. I have confessions from those the elders of my seat captured already.” Drake said, handing them the iPad and they watched before handing it back to Drake with a nod.

“They need to know. You know it wouldn’t be fair to them as we stay young as they get older. I don’t know about you, but I want my mate around as long as I am around.” “And just how long is that? My love?” Brianna asks. “Our life span differs from yours. As will any children we have. The oldest Drakkon ever recorder was well over a thousand years old.” I answered. I heard gasps come from the females and groans from my mated brothers. Alana turned to my brother Gabe. “And you were never going to tell me this? Did you ever plan to mark me?” “And me?” added Kellie to Mich.

Drake's growling subsides. Replaced by a dull ache. What have I done? #################

I read it aloud. Drake’s what?

Blake said as he rose from his seat. “No, no. It’s not true. I was possessed, and I have, too, had been possessed. You, you did this. You made me say all those things.” Drake became agitated as Blake made his way to him. “Now, now. Why and how could I have done as you suggested? Am I a god? No. Not yet, at least, only a Saint.” Blake said, placing his hand on Drake’s head in a claw motion. Drake’s eyes rolled back, and he began to shake uncontrollably in Blake’s grasp. Blake felt it was better to deal with trouble before it returned to him. The punishment Drake was to receive was good, but it didn’t halt the burning desire for revenge.

"You absolutely have no idea about what you are saying. And you are here, connecting simple advanced creatures with entities you cannot prove. If your book says that God created everything and loved all, then he should also love what you describe as a demonic entity. Can you see the pattern you just drew by yourself? My religious friend, werewolves are still human beings. If you want them to reveal their secrets, you have to change this attitude you possess." Drake knew his father hated seeing them - the religious men who claimed to know more about life than the unbeliever, because they only served to remind him of his loss. Drake's sister had died on the eve of May 7. Drake's father always

Drake was guided to the witness box. He swayed slightly as he took his place, but there was a grim determination in his posture. The Bible was placed before him. "Swear to tell the truth, and nothing but the truth," the lawyer said. Drake placed his hand on the Bible. His voice was low but clear. "I swear." The lawyer stepped back, surveying him. "State your name for the record." "Drake Asher." "And your relationship to Mrs. Ash Collins?" I gritted my teeth until my jaw ached.

"But you must know what happened to me these past days, don't you?" "You wouldn't want to know if I told you," Drake said quietly as if he pitied his friend. "I have seen a lot and if I weren't your good friend, I would have killed you for betraying me. I know, I have lifted more dead carcasses than our creator himself and put them back on their feet, and breathed life into them. Perhaps, using you hadn't been a mistake at all." He rose from his sofa again, dropping the glass, and walked around Krepe's chair. "I often wonder what it is that motivates you to do the unimaginable, but then I remember, it's all part of the plan. During the coronation, I can remember telling the creator—oh but sh

“Ofcourse. It would be my honor.” We fell into step, towards the open field. “Your Alpha,” Kael began, going straight to the point. “Drake. He is a man of few words and it makes him difficult to read. so tell me about his life here. His…habits.” I kept my smile simple. “Drake’s first and only habit is Luxembourg, Alpha. He eats, sleeps, and breathes for this pack. His dedication is absolute.” It was the truth, just not the whole truth.

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