Impact Drake Beyblade Mga Nobela at Kwento

But Drake is distressed about Ruby because she dragged Alex out when he was in a foul mood. Drake was scared that Alex would be furious and say harsh words that could break Ruby's, meek heart. He was scared that Alex would make the cheerful Ruby turn into a quiet and gloomy girl like he had done with other girls because after all Alex is a cool person and doesn't care about other people's feelings. He was anxious that Alex's hard nature to get along with other people would hurt Ruby very much.

His eyes glinted, I noticed his hold on the glass tightened. “I want him down,” I said quietly. “ Not embarrassed, but wounded. I want his image ruined. I want him destroyed publicly. professionally.” Liam eyes gaze on mine, as he studied me for a while, he then slid a flash drive across the table. “Drake is a clean man,” he said slowly. His businesses are all legal…But” he paused, his smile crooked “There's only one thing that can destroy him. And it's on that drive. Make use of it wisely.”

“If you wanted me dead, I would be dead already.” Drake’s jaw tightened. Then, without another word, he moved. Faster than I thought possible. In an instant, the cavern shook as his wings spread wide, kicking up wind and dust. Flames burst from his mouth, curling through the air in a perfect arc before crashing into the stone, melting it like wax. His claws slashed through the ground, leaving deep marks, proof of his strength. The walls trembled with his power. But instead of fear… I smiled. I even laughed.

“Leave? You think my men are here just for show? Let’s see how you walk out of here.” Dustin and Drake still did not even spare him a glance. “Go on,” Dustin said. Drake nodded and gestured for the two sisters to follow him as he walked toward the exit. “Get him!” the yellow-haired guy barked in fury. Immediately, someone moved to stop Drake. He swung a baseball bat at Drake’s leg. Crack! In an instant, the bat shattered into pieces. Everyone widened their eyes in shock. Was this really a human? With just a kick, Drake splintered the baseball bat into debris!

Drake quickly threw up his hands to parry the kick with every bit of vigor he had, but within a split second, he could feel a terrible shockwave vaporizing his vigor! His arms were left numbed from the blow, and he was struggling to stand as he wobbled backward and fell out of the ring! There was a dull thud as he dropped on the floor, and Drake was left staring up at the ceiling, his face pale as a sheet. He felt blood in his mouth and a gag reflex but managed to stop himself in time, stilling his churning meridians.

I push up. Drake’s eyes widened slightly. “Stubborn.” I rush him before he can react. Slide under his arm. Strike the side of his ribs. Again and again. My body moves without thought. I feel it then. My vision sharpens. The noise fades. I see every opening. Every mistake. Drake swings. I’m already gone. I hear gasps. I twist. Strike his throat. His balance breaks. He crashes to his knees. I don’t stop. I sweep his legs. He hits the ground hard.

Just as we were about to hit the ground, we rebounded off each other and in a split second, we lunged at each other again. Thunder rumbled through the dark skies and it soon began to drizzle. The fight had only begun. As we got wet, Drake began to grow bigger and get a lot faster. The water was like fuel to him. If I was going to have a chance at winning, I needed to stop holding back - but if I didn't hold back, there was no telling what would happen.

Drake said, without a hint of joke in his voice I felt a painful ache in my heart at his words. "What are you saying?" I asked with disbelief. "Didn't you listen to everything I just said, I'm done fighting for whatever this is. It's obviously a waste of my time." Drake's words hit so hard that I felt my eyes well up with tears. "You can't do that," I muttered. "Watch me," Drake said as he dropped the axe he was holding and walked away leaving me standing in the darkness with a painful ache in my heart.

Drake is so powerful, a simple push from him, the summer king went flying more than a few feet away. The impact of the fall knocked the air out of his lungs and he couldn't get up from the ground, for the life of him. Drake walked towards Dillon, with long purposeful strides. He lifted him up by his hair. "Ahh" Dillon cried with pain like a woman. Drake punched him in his stomach and snapped his right hand, breaking the bone in the process. Drake removed all of his clothes, except his innerwear, and let him slide to the snowy ground.

- "Someone's love life needs to work." Drake winked. Blair pulled her hair up into a high bun. Her friend was still watching her closely. The truth was that Drake was afraid of being happy in a relationship and making things worse for Blair. Because years ago, he had seen his friend spiral into depression, and he was afraid that something similar would happen again. - "I have a serious matter, babe. First of all, you received two packages. One is worrying, the other is actually funny," he said, changing the subject.