Upgrade Blake Crouch Novels & Stories

“Hey Craig, it’s Blake. Listen I know you guys got the bonus from the IBA, I’m giving you all a bonus if you’ll shut the bar tomorrow for me. Thanks dude.” Ending the call Blake pocketed the phone. He found Brock sitting at his laptop, looking at pictures, a flyer next to him. Picking up the flyer, reading it aloud “Featherlite, we help support new business ideas.” Snatching the flyer out of Blake’s hand Brock raised an eyebrow, “You’ve not been working?” His voice hoarse.

"Rock, Shin! Kill him! Once we're done here, we'll head into Eastblue city to kill off all their families in revenge for the death of my son!" "Yes sir!"the too many standing behind him roared in unison and acknowledgement of their masters order as they stepped forward. What made these two men stand out was the way they were dressed. The one was dressed in all black was Rock, while the one in all white was Shin. They were Lucas Brown's right hand men and had killed hundreds of people. They were notoriously known for being ruthless and no one had ever survive their attacks. They were the reason Lucas Brown was where he was today.

Flee this place, escape this world of betrayal. I turned and ran without direction, but my distress caused me to stumble over exposed roots and fall heavily. Alex approached with concern etched on his features. "Jenna, are you injured? Tell me where it hurts." I silently pushed his hand away, lowering my head as tears fell without restraint. Carrick stepped forward, shoving Alex aside. "Contemptible Alpha! You disgrace our rank!" Alex appeared genuinely confused, glancing between the female beside him and his distraught Luna before sudden understanding dawned.

"This was about my legacy, Laila! The Brooke pack was supposed to rule the northern territory! We were supposed to be the ones who brought the Alphas to their knees! And you... you little stray, you took everything from me! My family, my reputation, my future!" Kaden stepped in front of Laila, his body tense, ready to spring despite the distance between them. "Drop the detonator, Brooke. You're bleeding out. If you blow this roof, you die with us." "I'm already dead!" Davis screamed, his voice cracking with a terrifying, manic despair. "Look at me! I'm a monster! But I'm going to make sure the Obsidian pack goes into the ground with me. The entire structural column of this roof is rigged wit

Brent was typing frantically, bleeding the stock dry pound by pound, executing my revenge with flawless precision. On the screen, Lyle stared at the tablet. The numbers were dropping so fast it was making him dizzy. His empire – the untouchable fortress he had spent a decade building – was being systematically, violently dismantled in real – time. He scrolled down the screen, his fingers shaking uncontrollably. I knew exactly what he was looking for. He wanted to see the name of the proxy firm that had initiated the kill shot. Sovereign Bloom Capital. Lyle’s breath caught in his throat. I watched his eyes widen in pure, unadulterated terror as the memory of my dark, merciless eyes at the gal

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

Not caring about my body thrashing and struggling. Untill I go still under him. Laying immobile. His heavy breaths audible in my ears as I look up at the ceiling. Why? Why did this had to happen? Why couldn't I stop him? I promised myself not to be like them...then why? "Fuc*!" I hear him curse as he retreats. His eyes changing colour from pitch dark to his normal blue ones. Showing he was struggling to get back control. But the damage was already done now.

my chest, I had never seen him before. He was tall and muscular but not nearly as large as his father or grandfather; the panic couldn’t be from his physical image. The healed wounds on my chest suddenly felt fresh once again as I looked at Luccus, his jet-black hair had the most unique streak of white, just like a wolf from my nightmares. His eyes met mine and my entire body froze, his eyes were dark not in color but in light; they were emotionless and dangerous. I knew these eyes; these eyes kept me awake night after night for many years. “Fuck he’s coming. I’m sorry if we had known we wouldn’t have let you come tonight, we would already be back at our pack.” Clarissa urgent whispers seem

Venerable Somdet Phra said and gave a half bow. “Oh, this will not do,” Blake said, and suddenly, Venerable Somdet Phra felt a mighty force that brought him to his knees. “Please, mercy.” Venerable Somdet Phra pleaded, feeling his body was about to be crushed under Blake’s pressure. The Grayson family were surprised at what they saw occurring before their eyes. They had already recognized Blake Elon, who they thought was dead, and he was more formidable than Venerable Somdet Phra, seeing the man on his knees.

"You're despicable!" Caleb laughed smugly and straightened up. "Well, Dramonian? If you admit defeat now, I can spare your life!" Although Caleb had been punched by Blake and had had two of his ribs broken, his limbs were uninjured. Blake had been stabbed in the shoulder, and he had lost movement in his left arm already. If they fought again, he would be at a disadvantage. "Hmph! Spare my life? We'll see who ends up dying!" Blake said. He clenched his teeth hard and pulled out the dagger that had pierced his shoulder.