Red Hood Tim Drake Novels & Stories

I dressed up, wearing a hoodie over my face as I walked into the dark, not forgetting to hide my dagger in my boot, should the need arises, as I move closer to the secret passage, I turned to see if anyone follow me, the one person I am sure, we be a hindrance for me, would have been Jack, but he is out of the way and Hilary, she must be too excited or even plotting something bad against me or Damien, the Hilary, I know will never forgive Damien easily, she loves her father too much to let his death passed without avenging it. I walked into the secret passage, and there I was surprised to see others. "Welcome, alpha Iris." I turned to see the owner of the voice, it was Drake, Drake Sylvester

“Magic like yours does not return on command after that. Give it time. Force it too soon and you will only set yourself back.” I accepted the advice without argument. The memory of kneeling on the ledge while the shield nearly collapsed was still too fresh. Drake moved through the camp from first light. He spoke with every group of warriors, listened to the concerns of the eastern alphas, and sent a fresh pair of messengers toward the western territories with carefully worded calls for alliance. When he passed near the fire where I sat he always stopped, even if only for a moment. Sometimes he only looked at me. Sometimes he rested a hand on my shoulder long enough for the bond to carry a qu

Angel then disappears from in front of him. Drake then pushes forward out of the little crater and into the air. He is now pulsating with great power. He starts to glow an eerie red and black color. The power makes a giant red sphere around him. When he breaks out of it he has been transformed into a giant powerful jet black wolf with blood-red eyes. He then starts his brutal attack on the Whitlock monsters. All the while hearing his master explain their story.

Whoever this was, he was definitely not a friend of Sinclair, that and the fact that it seemed they shared some history. “Drake.” Sinclair said with a single nod of his head. “My friend,” Drake laughed, clasping his hands on his shoulders. I didn’t miss the subtle hitch from Sinclair even as he took a small step back. Looking at them, I didn't know who was taller. Both of them were hulking but it seemed Drake was just a few inches taller than Sinclair. “I’m not your friend.” Then turning to me, he said; “Lyra, meet Alpha Drake Baldwin of the Crystalmoon Pack.” he added.

Kylo is starting to snarl and put me behind him protectively. "Moja Laska, it's okay. This isn't a threat. No harm is going to come to me." He looks deep into my eyes. I am sure he wants to know what I called him. But he was more curious about the smoke. Drake appears from the smoke. Always dashing and flashy. True Lord of the vampires style. He is wearing a black suit with silver and red accents. His black hair slicked back. His eyes weren't red but a deep purple. Kylo is in shock by someone so flashy just appearing from red smoke in my bedroom. I am unfazed. He does this often.. "Always with the dramatics." I whisper and giggle at the same time, while watching Kylo's reaction.

Drake’s growl rumbles deep in his chest. “GET YOUR HANDS OFF HER. NOW.” Lenny freezes. His body stiffens, realizing too late the mistake. “I—I didn’t mean—” he stammers, stepping back. Drake slams his pen on the desk. “Go.” Lenny bolts. I reach for Drake as he yanks off my hoodie, tossing it in the trash. “Drake!” I protest. “That was my favorite hoodie!” “I’ll buy you a new one,” he mutters, pulling me onto his lap, wrapping his arms around me like a possessive bear. His head buries into my neck.

Stevan patted the man's back. Drake was a big man with a thick beard like Hagrid in the Harry Potter films. Shanon was initially a little horrified to see Drake's scary face, but behind his intimidating posture, Drake was a warm and friendly man. He had a booming laugh, but it was strangely sweet enough to hear. “When will the other guests arrive?” Drake asked Sarah.

And the worst thing is that none of their parents find anything to say about this rather annoying behavior. "Ryan, don't you think you're going a little too far? My husband is a friend of Drake's I'll have you know. "Says Scarlett. "He is also twisted. " She shakes her head and doesn't say anything, I roll my eyes, I really had no idea that Ryan had this trait. "I got a call from the banker this afternoon. " Said Richard. "Apparently you've spent millions on a crumbling building that will yield absolutely no profit. " Drake suspends his action and puts the fork down on the plate. He holds his head in his hands and I can see his vein pulsing, he's really angry.

No one had paid attention as it overtook him. The demon found his home and took over finding out everything about the guy he could. An evil grin spreads across his face. He figured out that this human was called “Drake.” What kind of name was that? He tested his hands and found that he had some strength and there was some hidden desire that he could make use of. Looking up, he spotted the three girls talking and laughing. She had shoulder length red hair that fell in waves around her shoulders and a hunter green sleeveless top with matching tight jeans that left nothing to the imagination.

asked June. Drake didn't answer immediately, he suddenly got up from his chair and approached June. His hands gripped June's shoulders tightly. His eyes stared straight into June's eyes. June could feel Drake's warm breath brushing against her face. The warm breath made the skin around June's neck swell and her face turn red. June's heart skipped a beat. Without realizing it, June swallowed. "I should be the one asking you. Who are you, June Hanson? Why are you among us?” asked Drake. His eyes are now shining golden. It wasn't the reflection of the lamplight, Drake's eyes had completely changed color and were shining.