Janet Guzman Drake Novels & Stories

I just hoped that the doctor would get here pretty soon and then we would have an idea of what was wrong with him and the reason why he blacked out like that. "Don't worry Jasmine, Kyle will be fine okay. He's gone through worse and he survived, he's a strong one, okay," Drake, who had been silently standing beside us and was lost in his thoughts said as he placed a hand on Jasmine's shoulder and gave her a smile when she looked at him "Thank you, Drake," she said and bent her head back in silence. She was back to fidgeting with her fingers again but I didn't try to stop her this time. If that was what would help her calm down, then let her do it.

“I’m not helping you clean this shit up.” I know that voice all too well. “Drake?” He straightens and lets go of the door handles. “Genevieve.” “It’s Gen,” Jake corrects. “You know him?” I ask Jake. He shrugs. “We might be related.” “Distantly related,” Drake comments. “Aww, your names even rhyme,” I joke. Drake runs a hand through his hair. “He’s my cousin. My stupid cousin, who’s throwing this big ass party, with random strangers, and who’s also going to clean it all up.”

“Jerica’s been taken.” Janet POV These morons didn’t even check their messages before the mission started. I texted them hours ago. Idiots. Complete amateurs. Janet — or rather, Agent Janessa Leigh Hartman a 4th generation hunter — sat in the backseat of the black SUV, arms folded and eyes rolling as Brody ranted beside her. “What do you mean we got the wrong target?!” he yelled from the passenger seat.

All along the way, all she could only think of was how to handle Justin, Jenna and Jada thought she didn't know where Jenna was currently, it wouldn't be hard finding her, her mind was too preoccupied to even notice anything unusual about Timothy's stare, his eyes couldn't even snap away. Drake stood at his balcony and watched as the vehicles drove into his compound. Something in him wasn't so excited as he should be, he hated the idea of tainting his house. He tightened the string round his robe and walked back to his bedroom, the corner of his eye not missing to slide to Cynthia's window.

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.

"Come on! I'm a smart guy." Juan sighed, setting his teacup down. "I used to think you were just dumb. Turns out you're both dumb and oblivious." He walked over to Garland and asked, "Have you memorized the profiles I gave you?" "I have," Garland replied, holding up the name list. Take Drake, for example. He almost became my brother-in-law. His scandals are endless. He used to have a fiancée named Yvonne. She died, and he got engaged to Liza. Thank God, the engagement ended. Otherwise, Liza might not have escaped his curse."

Drake come to her table and said; "What's up everyone?" Everyone look at me, stunned; Muna held his hand, she made him face her; "Is it true?" She questioned hastily "What is it, you are talking about?" Drake asks her, he held back her hand. "Did you have sex with Kiara? Have you both fucking slept with each other?" She looks at me; her eyes are already cursing me. Drake look at me, he smile; "Yes, we did." He said. Gena was shocked and angry at the same time; she couldn't believe that I have slept with Drake Lowell.. She left the table without saying anything.

Surprised I look at Jasmine in question. “Drake mentioned that he had been getting some response from her through her heart rate. I admit I was skeptical, but then I tried it. And well, this is the result,” she says in a rushed voice. Shaking my head, I’m hopeful. This is the first reaction we have gotten from her. If Drake is bringing her back to us, I’ll be eternally grateful.

she gushed. He is not going to be the happiest anything in the world. The only thing Drake will be is furious—furious that his fake wife of three years is carrying a child that wasn't in the contract and that he didn't see coming. We had shared one night, drunk on champagne and music, ending with mind-blowing sex. Even then, I knew Drake had used a condom. So what was this? How could I jeopardize everything so carelessly? "And think about what all of this means?" Jasmine sighed in happiness, beaming with joy. I forced a thin smile, anything to show how "happy" I was.

Wendy Alisson, Wife of Drake snorted. "Oh yes. I only came here to witness the handling the ceremony of my Daughter's being a new chairman of this company." She blurted. "You." Wendy's face gets darkened. She couldn't accept the fact that Dulce has the guts to mock her in front of the everyone. Drake frowned. "Ha ha ha! In your dreams, let's go honey ignore them, they're just a lowly pathetic jerk"!. Jate was stunned when he heard Drake's word, he doubted what was he's talking about. As soon as he realized, he keep silent for a moment.