Ruby Weiss Blake Yang Novels & Stories

"I'm not trying to do anything. I just think that you'll need my help if you want to take over the Faust family." Alec was confused. Blake continued, "Let me reintroduce myself. I'm Blake from the Watkins family, one of the Ten Elites in Bardoff City, just like the Fausts. My goal is simple: I'll do my best to help you get the Faust family, and then you'll help me get the Watkins family." She grinned at him, her eyes full of ambition.

Coal announces. “You fucking dick, you scared the shit out of us,” I tell him. “Always good to see our favorite goddesses.” Blake states. “Ass kisser,” Chris grumbles. Rye walks out of the room, and I wonder what he is up to. “Hey, where are you going?” Xion yells. “To get a wooden stake,” Rye yells back. “Blain is coming I see.” Drayson laughs.

W͟i͟n͟t͟e͟r͟ Blake quickly takes the second robe directly from a hook on the wall and wraps it around himself before reaching out for my hand. I push down the wave of disappointment as his gorgeous body disappears from view, but in a way, I'm thankful that he's covering himself from the eyes of the two clearly horny women. The blonde (my masseuse) whispers something to the redhead (Blake's masseuse), something that brings a smirk to the redhead's lips.

Yeah, at least they broke even from attacking each other in this cold war. “Reese, I don't think I can accompany you to the party. I… I don't know if this is right or wrong.” Reese stopped. He turned to Blakely who stopped a step behind him. “What's wrong, Blakely? This is not wrong at all. Look, you're incredibly sexy and beautiful."

"What were you saying about Blake?" She seemed to remember why she was so excited and I was grateful for the topic change. "He's in most of my classes and can you believe he just moved here with his mom from New York? Isn't he so hot, like he has that beautiful city accent." "I noticed." This was old news actually, Blake and his mom moved here from New York to this small town for reasons best known to them, reasons I didn't care about until now. "I think I like him, Ruby," she gushed, wiping her sweat with the pink tank top and bouncing on the balls of her feet. "He has appeal, like really appealing."

It was as if their deaths was some sort of cosmic reward for her, a sign that everything was finally going to be okay. Just then, as Ruby was dancing in her spectacular dreams and nightmares, a woman emerged in the cold thick fog and walked towards her. It was seemingly the headmistress of the school, an imposing figure clad all in black, her eyes cold and her face stern. As she was walking towards Ruby, her steps were disturbingly unhurried and her hands clasped behind her back, as her head was held high and her eyes piercing through her direction.

I just wanted her out of the room, her presence was confusing me and my wolf was fighting hard for control. “Forgive her already!” Blake growled in my head. “What more do you want from her? She is not lying.” “I believe everything she’s saying. Haven’t you noticed how Ruby has been acting these past few days? You need to forgive her now! She’s carrying our pup, you idiot!”

He enlarged the image until all that the screen showed was half of Veronica from the shoulders up and Rebound Guy's face, dark curly hair, and big grin. "The yuppie," Théo said, trying to sound really bored. "Oh shit. Yeah. That's the guy." He gave a slight nod and took another drag on his cigarette, expelling grayish-white smoke upwards. The plain ceiling became his shock absorber as he mentally hurled a slew of swearwords to it. Blake Emerson, a famous producer and songwriter in the music scene in New York, son of a real estate tycoon. The guy's family owned a chain of hotels and restaurants (among other things) in several states. Blake. Of all the men in the world...

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Sexy? No, that can't be right. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * BLAKE’s POV : “Fuck, that wave was lit!”