Ruby X Blake Novels & Stories

BLAKE'S POV After observing Bella's departure into her dormitory, I turned around and embarked on my journey back to where I had parked my car. The moment I settled behind the steering wheel, the vehicle roared to life, and I drove off to my favourite bar. As I zoomed down the road, the voice of my inner companion, Drake, popped up, serving as a constant reminder of the twists and turns in my life as a werewolf. "Hey, Blake," Drake's telepathic voice echoed in my mind, blending smoothly with my thoughts. Even though I was concentrating on the road, I answered without saying a single word, thanks to our mental connection that let us communicate without making a sound.

It’s like some kind of pull that won’t let up. Maybe I will see how things go; Rachel might be right. I mean, I can’t deny there is a strong connection, not like anything I have been experiencing before. It could also be that our wolves are attracted to each other. My phone vibrates; I pick it up off the table as Rachel finishes her delicate tea and wipes her mouth with a napkin. Blake: I meant what I said the other night. I want you to be mine!

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

He creased it as Blakeley sniffed. It felt soothing to her and her tears slowly reduced, then she fell asleep in his arms. ******** THE NEXT MORNING Blakeley groaned in her sleep as she heard her phone ring, without opening her eyes, she used her hand to search for it around the bed. She finally found it and she picked up the call without looking at the caller. “Hello?” Blakeley called. “Mrs. Xanders. When are you coming back to work? We need you here. I have cancelled a lot of jobs and appointments with different investors and companies.” She heard a troubled voice say and she sighed.

I watch as Kyaria disappears into the crowd. “Don’t worry Gabby will keep her safe,” Brady tells me. “Where did you come from?” I ask. I never even saw him walk towards me. It’s like he just appeared out of nowhere. “I was talking to the manager of Dark Life.” He explains.

Blake Sexy AF: Tomorrow Blake Sexy AF: Come to the packhouse at 10? Me: Can we meet somewhere else please? My car can no longer be seen at the packhouse Blake Sexy AF: Sounds like you’re in trouble Blake Sexy AF: Wild guess. . . your car isn’t banned from the library yet? Meet there? Me: Haha no it’s not. I’ll meet you there tomorrow at 10.

"Do you think she will love this one?" Blaze said to his wolf. "I don't know but what does it mean XL package." Nate asked. "Ahh you don't know about this one? It's actually the best one in all of those packages." "Okay but why is it cheap?" "Well I don't know, they're must be on sale, anyway I will take this." "But are you sure about that? Don't you think you should ask your sister again?" "Not it's okay, I'm smart."

“Looking well.” “Stay outside the circle,” Blake says, because he is the kind of man who says the obvious out loud when it keeps less obvious things from fraying. She smirks at him. “Alpha Blake. The reputation is true, so very linear.” “Ruby?” he asks without looking away from her. “I’ve got her,” I say, and I do. Celine tries the oldest door first. She doesn’t speak to me in her voice, she speaks to me in my mother’s, low and disappointed. “So sensitive, Ruby, so emotional. You make everything harder.”

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.

Alexander, laying on his stomach, lifts his head and scuffs his nose. "Why don't you call out to him? He's bound to be here somewhere! Or the rest of the wolves that were with him as well." Xander suggests. "Someone out here? Who are you?" Blake turns on his heel and glances every inch reachable by sight. A small stir out in the far startles him. Grasping his dagger from behind his jeans he dreads the fact to have to fight anyone. He is tired, worried about Selene, and blood thirsty for Damian's head. The last he wants is to be surprised by someone who dares to cross him at this moment.