Shameless Blake Collins Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry I yelled at you. I was upset when I realized everything you did was a lie, and it made me angry. Williams has been my friend for many years. After he was cursed and turned into a beast, we had to separate; otherwise, I'd become a beast too. I later discovered he was already cursed, but I was too busy to see him. The day I finally decided to visit him was when I met my mate, Alex. I took her to my pack and forgot about my intention to see Williams. I treated her like a queen and loved her, but soon I discovered she was involved with my friend Drake. Not only that, but she was also pregnant with his child. She ran away, and I've harbored resentment towards her ever since, rejecting

It was mortgaged to the bank. - Interesting. Send it to me. - Already done. - Great, Harry. He then ended the call and went to his G***l inbox where he already saw the file... This young woman was an interesting case. As he suspected. She had lied to him... Probably to save her honor... She was probably afraid of being in the headlines...The daughter of a former billionaire is found stealing from his former home...that would surely be the scoop of the year... Hamish paused for a moment and put down the phone to pick up his drink. He drank the contents in one go... This young woman particularly attracted his attention. He was dying to fuck her... He surprised himself by wondering if she was g

I shoot daggers on Asher whose head lowered in respect or shame I didn't know. "Mom bring him inside.We have-"I took a deep breath."We have a confession to make."I said looking directly into his eyes who shot his head up. Mom signalled him to follow her who quietly trailed behind her . "Hello I am her father Henry Collins thanks for saving my daughter for a reason even I don't know."Dad breathed a laugh forwarding his hand for a shake. "Hello Mr. Collins I am Asher Black."He shook his hand with my Dad.His face reddened.

She suddenly didn’t have much choice in the matter. Bradley climbing the driveway, flanked by two officers decorated like a billboard and so padded they looked like Michelin men, Blue’s heart dropped straight to her ankles like a sack of led. Richard’s too. And she realised she hadn’t yet entertained the possibility of prison. After all, she had blackmailed the senator. Extorted him for five million dollars. Made him use it to hinder what ought to have been a massive, expensive investigation. Law and Order had taught her all she would ever need to know about obstruction of justice. “Hands up, drop the gun!” The thin one barked, aiming a handgun straight at her fiancé’s face. Thin men scared

Ibekwe smiled in his mind as they left, feeling comfortable that he had been accepted into Okoli's family with just a simple pretentious act. He felt relieved knowing that he had done things his way rather than wait for Ifeme to act for him. He stretched out full length upon the bamboo bed and groaned. Then a voice came to his mind, telling him that what he was doing was wrong. The voice pestered him like a faithful fly disturbing a sleeper with no thought of mercy. It was his conscience. The loud demand of the tensity of his own body was a voice on its own that seemed to drown out the voice of his conscience but it didn't. He tried to stop the voice from rebuking him but he couldn't. In the

Because it takes a high level of accuracy to carry out the task. Shania coded with her eyes, to do what the fierce team chairman's asked. Roberts's face is indeed very manly, with a firm square jaw, he has a beard which some women would find sexy, he is big and tall…maybe he is a little burly, but he is starting to work out muscles… making him look muscular and fat at the same time. Is that even possible? If Beth may conclude… Roberts' face is like Adam Levine's, Maroon 5's vocalist's, but his body... larger with an uncharacteristic hoarse voice, and a frightening impression.

“Don’t stress yourself with that stalker or asshole who’s been blackmailing you, Lia. Take it from a celebrity that has automatically received 10 thumbs down within a minute after my videos are released.” “Stop boasting yourself Blake,” Andreana scolds. “You are not helping.” “Yeah whatever.” The latter rolled her eyes and sipped her americano. I let out a loud unlady-like-manner sighed and place rubbed my aching forehead using my thumb and index finger. “I really love you, Lia.” I look up and saw Blake’s electric blue eyes looking at me sincerely. “Is this a confession that you are admitting that your gay?” Andreana asks in confusion. Yeah fuck it, I almost forgot Blake is gay. I muttered i

Mike told me kindly. I sank into a chair in the middle row, exhausted. The assistant youth pastor had just begun speaking when a deep, familiar voice came from the seat right beside me. “No one would believe you were moaning my name all night with the way you look so innocent right now.” My head snapped sideways. And I stilled. Blake?!. He smirked, sitting there calmly, looking unfairly handsome in simple clothes, wearing that same dangerous smug grin. Sweet Lord! What was he doing here?

Just vague allusions to some generic wrongdoing that made him seem noble for admitting it. “I made mistakes—terrible mistakes—that hurt the one person I promised to cherish. I was selfish. I took for granted what I should have treasured above all else.” “And that's why…” Blake got off from the podium, heading down the aisles My heart rate doubled as I realized what was happening. He wouldn't dare. But of course he would. This was Blake Montgomery, and if there was one thing he excelled at, it was the perfect act of being fake. He go to where I sat and dropped to one knee.

But as the hours passed, that promise began to unravel beneath the relentless weight of public scrutiny. The moment I unlocked my phone, my heart sank. The headlines had grown more ferocious overnight. “Ethan Blake Admits His ‘Real Feelings’ – Is Hollywood’s Tough Guy Crumbling?” screamed one article, while another read, “Julian Chase and Ethan Blake: Behind the Lip-Sync of Love or a Real Romance in the Making?” Every new notification, every tweet, seemed to amplify the intensity of the backlash.