Shameless Blake Collins Novels & Stories

“And now that I got you know, I realized you are not always like that, and you’re pretty nice, too.” Surprise was an understatement. Blake was flabbergasted. He knew a lot of rumors flew around because of the way he had associated himself with some people he got involved with. But of all the rumors he had heard, this one was by far the worst, and he was curious to know more. “Oh, my god…” He blurted with a deep breath, making Cassandra’s eyes narrow curiously. “Are you okay?” she rushed towards him, and Blake buried his head slightly.

“I’ll go first, if it helps.” She nodded cautiously. “I hate birthday parties,” he said. “Always have. Even as a kid. Something about being the center of attention made me feel like I was performing. I hated pretending to enjoy it.” She blinked. “That's surprisingly normal.” “Disappointed?” “No,” she said. “Just… humanizing.” His lips curved. “Your turn.” Brielle glanced down at her napkin. “Sometimes I pretend I’m someone else when I walk around campus.” He arched a brow. “Who?”

I tell him, he looks at me with a smug smile, “Did you really think it would be that easy to capture the ruler of the shapeshifters? He anticipated Cole being caught and had me pose as the ruler. Only his most trusted people know what he looks like and we will never betray him, so you can go ahead and kill me.” Collin, after hearing enough, came out of his hiding and sucker punched Damon. “Does he know that you are here?” he asks, “Yes, as soon as I arrived, I alerted him” he says. I open a mind link with Maverick and tell him to open with Jake and Collin also. I cannot open one with them since I am not yet married to Maverick and we have not done the official ceremony yet.

The shriek that banshee made was so high that I felt my ears were going to bleed. “Look, you rat. Blake is my man, and Nils is my best friend. How dare you hurt him like that? He won’t play the rest of the season because of you. You ruined his career.” I snorted, “Right, he is so stupid to make it to college, so football was his only option. But because he is an asshole, he did this to himself, not me.”

"Is anyone gonna talk about what is happening at our borders right now?" "Oh shut up! You are too fucking boring you political nerd" "Tsk" The table was loud. So fucking loud even Blake looked pissed. Blake...just then i recalled him being shirtless as his perfectly ripped body reacted against my massages. He looked so handsome when he got embarrassed from realising he had only a towel on. Put some cream on those and... For f*cks sake don't be a creep Alicia! Focus, focus, focus, you have to deal with these assholes first.

"My only concern is making Maia happy, regardless of who gets hurt in the process. If her happiness is with Danny, then I'm going to make that happen." "That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard," I said flatly. "You're not noble or romantic. You're just a coward who's too scared to tell a woman how he feels, so you're taking it out on me instead." "Shut up," Blake snapped, his calm facade finally cracking. "It's time to get started." He climbed onto the bed and leaned down toward my face, probably planning to kiss me for his disgusting video. That's when I struck.

Most of the time, Henry was like her father, who protected her against harm. Beep, beep, beep— Right then, Jenny’s phone started ringing. The screen indicated that an idol she paid particular attention to, Blakely Shelton, had published something on Weibo… Jenny immediately tapped on it to have a look… Blakely published a selfie… In the picture, he looked like an extremely clean guy. Blakely didn’t have any makeup on, and his hair was split in a precise three-to-seven ratio. He had a black hairband on as well as a black sports shirt.

Blake concluded and before anyone could say another word, he dashed out of the house. Dawson resumed throwing tantrums as soon as Blake was off sight, jolting Chloe out of her disbelief of Blake's abrupt character. No doubt she knew Blake was outrightly blackmailing Dawson with his words and this attitude seemed unusual to her. The Blake she knew is usually very shy and considerate but now– "Why does he have that old fool? His identity is going to be f*cking exposed! My three years of hard work and just when I was finally going to have the Mine–"

Vera had shown herself to be one of those people who never came back from the darkness they chose. Blake’s story ended differently, but no less tragic. He collapsed in his prison cell one night, sudden and violent. His body betrayed him where his pride had never bowed. Doctors diagnosed him with the last stage of cancer, an illness that had been eating him quietly even as he plotted destruction. Damian heard the news and sat in silence, his chest tight with complicated feelings. There was no satisfaction in Blake’s downfall, only the ache of what could have been if he had chosen love instead of cruelty.

“Aiden was alone, he was an orphan who just roamed around, he didn’t have anyone searching for him, no family or friends that would get him in trouble. He set his house on fire with him inside, and even worse, he forced me to watch every second of it. He forced me to watch my peace burn in front of me before he beat me to death that night. He challenged me to tell you, he told me that he was going to make sure that I regretted it when he told you, and…” I wrapped my arms around her, hugging her tightly and she fisted my shirt, burying her head in my shirt. “I swear, the last thing that I wanted was to disgrace you, Dean. I needed an escape and I found myself being alone…” “Shh,” I whispered,