Tim Drake X Conner Kent Novels & Stories

Drake successfully got rid of Dr. Derek Simmons. They have been a nemesis for such a long time. It's all because he can't accept the fact that Celine is already his wife. Killing him was a bad idea so he just vanished Derek to the next century. By this time, he should already be stuck on that timeline. Now, Drake can go back to the year 2000. It's about time to be with his wife and child. Maybe it's best to just stay there and live like the rest of the people during that time.

She spoke to me. "Drake is an Alpha. And he is from Alpha Kendrick's descendant." I widened my eyes. "He is a son of Alpha Kendrick?" I asked trying to be sure. "Yes." "But how? How did that happen? How? What about Desmond? We all know Desmond to be the real son here. So what happened? How did that happen?"

Drake glared at Dhari. "You are lying" Drake accused Dhari. Dhari knows if he gets caught, Drake will not let him die until he reveals Koni's name. So he removed his sabre from behind his back and lunged at Drake.

the young usher says. Richard makes a grunt as Drake narrows his eyes at the couple holding up the line. “I’ll handle this” he smiles at the young man. Walking to the front of the line; “Only invited guests are allowed past this point. The last news report didn’t have anything about hell freezing over.” “I’m your fa…” Paul begins to chastise; “correction; you are Emmett’s sperm donor. This is Drake Spencer’s wedding. And you are not his father” Drake shouts over the top of him, before turning his back and walking to his position at the front.

He had been relentless, pushing my new speed until my muscles ached with a satisfying, unfamiliar burn. I pulled off my helmet, my hair damp, and skated toward the exit tunnel. Damian was speaking with Jenkins, the corporate liaison, a short distance away, his posture stiff, projecting the CEO’s familiar, untouchable authority. This small, crucial distraction was the opening Kael was waiting for. Just as I stepped onto the rubber matting off the ice, a figure detached itself from the shadows near the water fountain. Julian Drake. Kael. He was impeccably dressed, carrying the effortless, predatory calm of a snake waiting for a mouse. He looked genuinely concerned, a performance I now saw thro

The fact that Drake was trying to hide this one made him wonder if Kiara had finally failed for once. “Spill it.” He narrowed his eyes. “Don’t make me ask twice, or else.” Drake sighed in defeat. “I hadn’t intended to tell you, but I knew you would find out sooner or later. Actually, I’m more worried about Ms. Storm.” Killian frowned. Now he was more than curious. Did that crazy success-hungry woman throw herself into danger? “It’s your cousin, Aaron Anderson,” Drake stated. “He’s planning to collaborate with Ms. Storm on a construction project. Also, he’s becoming a shareholder in the Storm Empire. I got insider information from one of his employees.”

It's not fair . D:- Why my money is yours to spend and you don't need to stress yourself for some petty money . T:- It's not about money Drake . It's about exploring my limitations and weak point and working on it but you won't let me work then it's fine ( she fell silent ) D:- ( looking at her ) Fine love your wish is my command you can work but for only six months and that's final . T:- (she happily kissed him on his cheek ) Thankyou ! I am fine with it . (She caressed her womb a bit feeling more happy which didn't go unnoticed by Drake ) You want a baby girl or boy (she asked him )

Drake’s voice had become softer at the end because that part of his life wasn't something he liked to talk about and only a few of his pack members knew exactly where he'd been and what he'd been doing. “Fucking Justin and his big mouth.” “So, Reese Willowby will become Mrs Madden in a weeks’ time and never know you saved her from Justic Michaels and his perverted ways,” Drake said evenly. “Yeah, listen, I’m heading back now but I’m thinking of making a detour. I need a fucking drink after last night.”

If he couldn't handle this matter and caused Kayson to be completely disappointed in the Admiralporium, he wouldn't be able to keep his captain's position! ‘A bunch of idiots!’ “Captain Thompson…” Tyler’s face was filled with blood. Drake said coldly, “Call Sergio and ask him to come to see me right away.” As soon as he finished speaking, his phone rang. After he answered the call, his face froze. Tyler could sense he was suppressing his anger, so he did not make any sound. Drake said calmly, “Sergio and Conner are dead.” Tyler was stunned. “What? How could that be!?”

“Yo, Con,“ I shout before I can get to me. He looks up. The girls clock my expression and make themselves scarce without being asked. I close the distance between us and put my fist across his face before he can finish forming a response. He stumbles back into the wall, hand flying to his jaw. “What the actual—“ “Next time you touch Dawn,“ I say, low and surprisingly calm, “I will make sure you never hold a stick again.“ I watch his expression move from shock to anger to something more calculating as he straightens up and works out what I am actually saying. Connor is going pro. We both know it. He was drafted the same cycle I was, and come the end of this season we will be teammates at Bost