Ruby X Blake Mga Nobela at Kwento

Each exhale sounded like the last, and still she smiled. That smile shattered him. “Don’t do that,” he whispered, his voice shaking as he pressed down on the gaping wound in her abdomen. “Don’t you dare give me that farewell smile like this is the end. This is not how your story ends, Raven.” She didn’t respond. “RAVEN!” A growl tore from his throat. He was Alexander Blake, CEO, power broker, feared and respected across nations, but right now, he was just a man losing someone he couldn’t afford to lose.

Blake masked her surprise with a composed smile and replied, "Yes, that's me. And you're the person my mother mentioned?" The man nodded affirmatively. "Let's head inside. It's chilly out here." Blake agreed and followed him inside, taking a seat by the window. For a moment, they sat in silence and Blake noticed the man's discomfort as he touched his neck. She initiated the conversation, "I'm Blake. Nice to meet you." "Liam Xander," he introduced himself. Blake pondered, 'He seems socially anxious. But how reliable is he?' After they ordered their meals, Blake continued, "Have you been waiting long? I took the bus, and there was some traffic."

Blake cleared his throat and slightly bowed his head to Xyneth. "Hello, you might already heard me from my cousin but I'd like to introduce myself. My name is Blake Whisky Salazar, you can call me Blake, I'm Yves Rivo Emperial' cousin from my mother side. Pleased to meet you."He politely said making Xyneth chuckled lightly while Yves was still glaring at him making him shivered a little. Xyneth sweetly smiled at him, "Pleased to meet you too, Blake. By the way, my name is Xyneth Lava Asuncion and I'm Yves' girlfriend, please be comfortable around me and also please take good care of Xavy."

Blake exclaimed in disbelief. "I was outraged and decided to end it all. I told him I was going to tell you the truth so that I have nothing to fear and I barged out of his house but before I could get to my care, I received a text which I didn't hesitate to open and to my utmost dismay...it was a video of..." Ruby broke into tears as the words became heavy for her to convey. Blake was calm as he waited patiently for her to calm down and continue talking on her own.

Very, and painfully wrong. Blake nods his head, though looks to me gravely, before turning back to look at Xavier. "Following your attack, we put everyone on high alert. Everyone was to check in, however we haven't heard anything from Ryker." Xavier sits up startled. "What do you mean you haven't heard anything." He says, no longer rubbing my head, but clasping my hand tightly. "I'm saying that he missed his check in." Blake says releasing a breath that you can tell he must've been holding for awhile.

This might have come out just now but she was going to take note of it anyways. They probably might have guessed she was Raven but what good would it do to them? That remains the question. "Who amongst you is Raven?" Alpha Rex asked throwing the cigarette butt on the floor and smashing it with his boot. "How bold of you! Do you think we would tell you just like that?" Kathryn gushed at the guy who was being proud for being an alpha. His beta walked over to his side and whispered something to his left ear. "Hmm Have you all perhaps sensed this all whole thing strange? Probably yes" Alpha Rex said

he mocked. "Actually, we were together from childhood, Mr. Watson. It was you who came later." "Oh, really?" "Of course.... An unwanted guest who thinks himself a king, but in reality... he's a loser. And soon his false kingdom will perish." Xander said sharply, looking at his eyes. "I think you should take care of your own kingdom, Mr. Blake. I've heard that Blake Corporation has lost many projects and clients in the last few weeks. Your company’s share price has also dropped. Is everything alright in the company, Mr. Blake?"

he said through gritted teeth. “What?” Lexi asked. What the hell had she gotten herself into? “Let me explain, Lexi,” Blake said smoothly. “Nine months ago, I was in London for a small convention that the Catholic Church was hosting. I ran into Victor’s cousin. We struck up a conversation and he told me about his cousin in America who worked at a mansion with the legendary story of it being haunted with a fortune on the property. I was intrigued. I told him that I had a brother in the States. After a couple of days forging a friendship with him, he gave me the phone number to the Mosley Mansion to talk to Victor.”