Novel & Cerita Tim Drake X Conner Kent

Noel is a replica of Reyna, and it drives Killian insane. “Not sure I will be able to hear tonight with all the screaming.” Dray comments. “I’ll have to remember screaming bothers you and make sure I keep quiet from now on,” I tell him. “No you fucking won’t, I love hearing you scream my name all night long.” Dray growls. Drake looks at us with that sexy damn smirk on his face. I have no doubt that he heard every word we just said. These two are beyond ridiculous. Drake rubs my bump as our little girl decides it is time to start doing summersaults within my body.

“Arianna is an only child, you have the wrong woman.” “I am Theodore Der Mandant,” he said, looking at Viktor who tensed. The man’s family was well known, and we knew that killing him would end up getting us in trouble. It wasn’t just about him being a messenger right now, it was about who HE was. “I do not make mistakes, and judging by your fumbled expression, I take it that you are well aware who I am, Alpha Dean.”

I pushed the door the rest of the way open. And froze. My mom and dad were in the living room—tied to two chairs, duct tape over their mouths. My mom’s eyes went wide when she saw me, muffled screams breaking through the tape. Cameron grabbed my arm, his whole body tense. “Bran, stay back—” A slow, mocking clap cut him off. “Well,” a voice drawled from the corner, “you made good time.” Drake stepped out of the shadows, wearing that same smug grin that made my skin crawl. His hair was slicked back, his sleeves rolled up, and in his hand was a small silver knife—nothing big, but sharp enough to make my stomach twist.

After drinking a glass of wine, Drake put down his glass and said, “Mr. Mayo, you may not know me, but you really helped me a lot. What I did today was just to return your kindness.” Kindness? Where did this start? Thomas said, “But we’ve never met before, right? What ‘kindness’ do you speak of?” Drake laughed. “Mr. Mayo, let me clarify it. My first name is Drake, and my surname is Laine.” Laine? Thomas frowned slightly, recalling whether anyone he knew had this surname. Suddenly, he remembered. “Could it be that Kevin Laine, the hospital director of Pharmaceutical University, is your…” Drake laughed. “Yes, he is my father!”

Episode 19 Location:Red blood pack Drake's POV "Damn it!" I rage, tightening my morphed fist. "Pull yourself together Drake, deplete your rage" Ryker annoyingly exclaims. "Pull myself together huh?" I scoff. "Pull myself together you suggest rather Damien continuously sneak to the woods, paying homage to Kara or whatsoever identity his mate bears. I bet my all perfect plan was a fatal fail" "How sure are you?,my guess,he continuously heads to their meeting lake, weeping over her lifeless body" he suggests.

Drake asked and which made them to chuckle. “Just kidding, Mister Drake Grey.” Connor replied, and I can't stop myself to smile because of them. I'm enjoying when Drake's friends are here. The reaction from their faces are priceless, specially when Drake started to threaten them. They are not scared of Drake, and they were not scared to mock him. I'm aware that they know him a lot, and I was so happy because they were Drake's friends. They knew him a lot and the way he treated his friends, they're getting used to it.

Every move he made was calculated and precise, much like how Drake had played last year. It was hard not to compare them...Kha's raw, untamed energy against Con's calm, collected demeanor. They were all so different, yet they were all so important to me in ways I couldn't fully explain. Drake noticed the way I was watching Con and sighed again."He's good for you, isn't he?" I didn't know how to answer that. It wasn't about being good or bad. It was about something else I couldn't quite put into words. "He's... different. That's all."

I told him wanting him to know that I really didn’t mean for him to get hurt. The man chuckled before he said, “You have some mad skills, Luna Willow. By the way my name is Drake.” “It is nice to meet you, Drake.” I told him as I gave him a smile. “I’m Kenny and I was luckily not on patrol duty last night to get my ass handed to me by a she wolf.” Kenny said to me as he teased Drake. “Dude, she is a Luna and a hybrid. She would have kicked your ass too. You should have seen her.” Drake tells Kenny and I begin to laugh as Drake becomes all defensive retelling the story how I took out four of their patrol men.

His fit didn’t last long cause right before I left he came back and kissed me, telling me to be careful. “Are you ready, Colton?” I found it a tad odd that I was comforting him when it was me that should be worried. “As I’ll ever be. Let’s go.” He opens the door and we walk in. “Look who finally decided to show up.” The man pauses for a moment once he notices that Colton isn’t alone. He takes an uncomfortable amount of time to appraise me before speaking again. “Well, well, well. Who do we have here?” His deep voice cuts through the silence, of course the voice belongs to none other than Drake the Vampire President.

When will I finally be able to face all those old demons from my past that I just can't seem to shake off? Drake runs his hand down my back, reminding me in the process that it's just the two of us in this room and who cares about the outside world, does he know? "You think way too much. " He says as he places a kiss on my forehead. I smile against his chest and place a kiss on it. We didn't have sex, he didn't give me any commands, but just having him there, in my arms, managed to bring a smile to my face.