Dusty Blake Alone Novels & Stories

"I don't think that's even possible. If Luke can't see how fucking lucky he is to have just been handed you on a silver platter, then, quite frankly, he doesn't deserve you. And someone else will definitely realize it. There are plenty of men out there that have lost their mates and I'm sure there are loads that would be more than happy to scoop you up. TRX biceps curl." I flipped my body so I was facing the ceiling and began curling. We were mostly silent for the remainder of the workout as I considered what he said. I couldn't help and wonder if Blake were one of the men that would be willing to scoop me up. I wasn't sure. From everything he'd said to me, it seemed that he was no longer in

I approached Elocin to tell her that. “Elocin,” I called her, “There are like suspicious men outside. They are all wearing black and their eyes aren’t focused on anything. They eyes are roaming around like they’re looking for something.” I said, a bit nervous for her, as I will be leaving her.

Today is the day when Mia and Blaze are going on vacation to Italia, they've prepared their stuff and everything, Blaze just did the last check-up for his pack. "Yes Mrs Blakley, we will arrange your problem since I won't be here for two weeks, contact my beta who will help you." Blaze said through his phone as Klay and Zach are playing together at rock, paper and scissors. "Rock, paper, scissors!" They yelled together loudly and Blaze cringed. "Fuck..." He muttered and glared at them but they didn't notice him glaring at them.

She yelled. "Why can't you just leave me alone?" Damon grabbed her hands when she tried to push him back again. "What triggered you last night?" He questioned, holding her still. "It's none of your business" She gritted furiously at him. "Just don't fucking touch me..." "No matter how much you try to be brave, I have already seen your vulnerable side last night so don't play this game in front of me... I know you are dealing with something alone." He stated and she frowned at him.

Alex use to talk about his friends and had once told me that Blake is an orphan,he lived with his uncle who was never home. I banged angrily on the door repeatedly. Within a few minutes the door swung open. Blake was standing in front of me with his messy but cute hair all over the place,he was shirtless and putting on black sweat pants. His perfectly laid abs were on full display alongside his contracted muscles. I couldn't help but swallow. He was just as hot as Alex but i think Alex was way hotter. I quit out of my trance and gave him the meanest glare i could form. "Hey Liv.....what a surprise, where's Alex?"He smiled at me.

Blake concluded and before anyone could say another word, he dashed out of the house. Dawson resumed throwing tantrums as soon as Blake was off sight, jolting Chloe out of her disbelief of Blake's abrupt character. No doubt she knew Blake was outrightly blackmailing Dawson with his words and this attitude seemed unusual to her. The Blake she knew is usually very shy and considerate but now– "Why does he have that old fool? His identity is going to be f*cking exposed! My three years of hard work and just when I was finally going to have the Mine–"

I wink at her, pulling out my knife and she actually laughs. Blake, still at the laptop, looks up briefly, glancing between me and Demitri. “And I would prefer to figure out who’s been tracking her. The guy’s smart, and whoever they are, they’re good. Name’s Blake, by the way.” Blake, the notorious Stalker who never gets seen. Demitri and I lock eyes again, the tension still simmering as Blake turns back to his screen, clearly enjoying the show. Alissia, bored with our staring contest, grins. “Come on, you two. Enough with the words. If you’re gonna throw something, at least make it a knife.”

It was definitely Irvin, a name I had only heard twice since this whole thing became a colossal mess. The funny part was that this was brewing underground while Agnes was trying to ruin the Lycan kingdom, and Aaron was trying to take it over. I dialled Miles's number, and although it was very late, he answered my call, sounding a bit sleepy. "Alpha Miles on the phone," he said, and I am sure he did not bother to check the caller Id. "Hey Miles, this is Christopher Walker," I said without my title so he would know it wasn't an official call.

Finn grinned and replied, "That's Sunny, my friend. She's not only beautiful but also incredibly original." Intrigued, Blake mustered up the courage to approach Sunny and strike up a conversation, but when he asked her to dance with him, she replied nicely with a rejection. This made Blake really upset, so he stormed off outside to have a smoke. As he stood alone in the dimly lit night, taking a drag from his cigarette, Blake couldn't help but wonder what went wrong. Blake couldn't seem to shake the feeling of rejection, which filled him with anger and disappointment. He couldn't understand why Sunny had turned him down. As he exhaled a cloud of smoke, he decided to give himself some time to

Across the room, she caught sight of Blake. He didn’t look at her. But his hand hesitated over the same module she was reviewing. Same timing. Same instinct. They were still in sync. Just not together. --- Closing Solo didn’t mean silent. Progress didn’t mean peace. They were surviving— But neither one was winning.