We Are Bl Novels & Stories

God I hope not, "who's your friend over there?" My brother turned around, looking towards where I was, "That's Blake, my roommate in college, he'll be staying with us for a while." he said. "Us?" I raised a brow. "Yes Jade, us." he spread his arms like he was going to give me a hug, "I'm moving back in." he smiled widely.

Blake says seriously. What?!

I smell bleach. BOLA!!!!

This bipolar weird b*stard Now I wonder where we are going then...

Adrian Blue looked at me in awe. Me: what are these guys? Seriously Belinda: I trust my Cadio Blue : your Cadio? Belinda shrugged Me: your Cadio and Clint are some bad ass assassins Blue : we're not even sure they're responsible Belinda : true, we'll just wait for them then. Belinda stood up and left. Blue hugged my arm Me: I feel the war will soon come to an end baby I kissed her forehead and rubbed her cheek

Just us. BASTARD!!!

, Aella squealed and hugged Blaze tightly. “Do you think you will be okay though?”, Blaze asked as he tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear. “I will. What’s the theme again?”, Aella asked. “It’s ‘The blue fairytale’.”, Blaze answered. “I think I have the perfect thing for it.”, Aella smiled. “What is it?”, Blaze asked. “It’s a secret!”, Aella exclaimed. “Also….aren’t you supposed to be in school today?” “Yeah, I’m not going there.”, Blaze shrugged.

I nodded my head and we both stepped out of the car. "It is beautiful." I said. "Yeah, Blake is really good at this." He said as if he was just seeing the pack house. "And who is Blake?" I asked as I looked at him. He was standing close to me already. "My Beta." He answered. "Ohh..." "Are you ready?" He asked. "Yes, I am." I said determined.

Wilson. Mr. Wilson only gave a little smile as Blake’s guess was correct. “So what now?” Betty asked, looking at the Hemingways. “We will continue to live and try to prosper. The Holy Order doesn’t know we are here so we are in no imminent danger for the time being.” Susan stated. “I wouldn’t say that,” Blake said, taking a sip of his tea. “What do you mean?” Reginald asked with suspicion still on Blake.

Jaz is one in a billion. "Hey! What is wrong? Are you alright?" I can't bear to ask.