Glee Character Blaine Novels & Stories

Shawn says to me. Oh Blaine, please, for the love of God, don't make me do laps again. I'm begging you . I beg Blaine pleading. Okay, just don't get distracted in class, ok? Blaine says back to me. Deal, I'm not in the market for anything serious right now. Well, not after Levi. That was a big mistake on my part. I say. Jade's pov:

Isaac handed the microphone to him, and Blaine started, “I’m Blaine. I’m the son Cheyenne gave up. I don’t hate her for it. She was brave to do it. She could’ve done far worse things to me. “She was one of the few people who worked at the orphanage who always had my back. While all of the other kids and most of the staff called me useless, she always tried to encourage me. She always showed me that she loved me, without ever saying the words out loud. Somehow, I just knew that she did.

XANDRY Something was wrong with Blaine. Everything around here was pleasant—from the music to the booze. Even the people were warm—tipping their heads to acknowledge my presence. Her friends were enthusiastic and witty, but Blaine seemed distant and restrained. Riley joined us later, and damn if this wasn’t a fun night—a good way of forgetting Dad’s anger for a while. Thankfully, he didn’t shower me with calls and messages like he used to do. I guessed he finally accepted my decisions. Or he was planning something.

FAITH I glanced up and there he was. Blaze. Standing on the first-floor balcony, leaning casually against the railing, a cup of coffee in his hand. His eyes were locked on us, his gaze sharp, intense, unyielding. I narrowed my eyes at him, giving him a look that I hoped screamed, ‘Don’t you have work to do?’ Blaze took a slow sip of his coffee, his eyes never leaving mine, his expression calm, composed, and annoyingly arrogant. ‘Nope. Not going anywhere.’

Surprise surprise! Blythe stared deep into her eyes like he was just seeing her for the duets time in forever. “How does she get more beautiful every time?” he wondered to himself. “Hi Aella, it's so nice to see you and Mrs. Becca!” He greeted, placing the snacks on the table before home. Oh yes, Blythe is Penelope's son; she's slid the mother to the trio, Blythe, Zayn, and Winnie.

From the corner of my eyes I see Rebecca really in her eyes and making a face she looks so adorable and cute when she does that. "Wait, so you're not going to be in the next period? “I asked him, frowning. "No, "who replies call Michigan is it. ”I've got to do something important. "Feel free to shoot me a message, though, if you're feeling bored. Blend late out the charcoal and I go along with him, rolling my eyes playfully. Blaine is actually a cool person. Perhaps the reason why everyone thinks that he is a troublemaker and weird is because he intentionally makes it seem that way.

"I came for the festivities, I guess." "This is the party of the year and you don't sound enthusiastic at all," he chuckles. I glance at him before saying in response, "I guess I'm not really into any of this." The bartender slides him his drink, and he watches me while drinking. There's something about his eyes that I don't like at all. I don't like how he's looking at me. This man, Blaine, is fairly handsome. His hair is pitch black, darker than Roman's, and his eyes are a piercing blue. He looks like a husky, if that makes sense.

One of them peered inside and inquired, “Blaze, is that you? When did you get back to Waltz City? Why didn’t you tell me?” With a sudden shudder, Blaze quickly turned his head around, and greeted the speaker with the utmost respect, “Sir!” Zayn and the rest in the room directed their attention at the doorway where a 60-year-old man stood. Waine froze, his pupils constricting, as adulation and excitement took over every inch of his face. “T-That is X-Xavier G-Griffin himself… right?!” he cried.

He teased. I couldn’t help but let out a laugh. His face opens up into a faint smirk that was just a little bit smug, seeming to be pleased with himself. Faint lines around his eyes crinkle slightly, highlighting his mature features that have certainly aged finely. Hunter seems like a man who knows how to make women laugh and he knows it, all the while pretending to be stand-offish. I bet the ladies in his life do all the chasing. “Oh, I’m Blair by the way.” I offer an extended hand.

AERILYN'S POV "Admit it," Blaze grins, and my heart beats faster at the sight of it. My eyes narrow on him, I have nothing to admit, nothing. "Admit what?" I ask blandly. Blaze can't tell me what to do anymore, I am officially not a pack member anymore, even though I could go back, but I would never do that. "Admit that it was a thrill in there," his eyes are blazing with freedom, his sinister smile is infectious, and I fight my own smile trying to drag across my face.