Ruby X Blake Novels & Stories

I huffed, making my way towards the door. "Wrong way," he said, causing me to halt. How could this be the wrong way when it's the only door in here? "We're taking the back way to keep you away from the other wolves. Also, the name's Blake, not warlock." I turned to see a small, almost friendly smirk on his face as he pushed a large mirror aside, revealing a hidden door made of the same cream-colored brick as the wall. It would be impossible to discern it as a door if Blake hadn't opened it himself. The corridor was narrow and dimly lit, but Blake used an orange crystal to ignite a torch, casting a warm glow to light our path. He led me down a winding flight of stairs and through a damp hallw

Krister asked, looking at his tablet still before walking to the back room. “Black? She doesn’t-- I mean didn’t wear anything else?” she asked, her eyebrows meeting in the middle confused. “Don’t tell me she’s one of those people…” “Yes, specifically black clothing. They’re hot in the day but you disappear in the night. That’s what she always said to me.” Krister disappeared in the back to get something whilst Rojean was left there to contemplate on her own how she was going to pull the act off if she was a bad liar herself.

Blake pondered for a while, and he decided to return the favor by doing the same thing to her. He used Ruby’s real account and sent out all the things that she had kept hidden in her laptop. Amongst them were photos of her working in nightclubs, her stage name, and even her number plate. There were also chat records of her coaxing other young girls to go together with her. Even Blake himself was amazed by these contents. He clicked his tongue before he sent it out.

The truth was on the tip of my tongue, but I hesitated. "She's under our protection. That's all you need to know." Ryder added boringly. "Bullshit." Blake spat on the ground. "There's more to this. I know you, Axel. You don't do anything without a reason. Especially not for my worthless sister." "I'm standing right here, Blake. You should try and ask me too" Sera's voice was cold and I was tired of this back and forth already, someone needs to shut the hell up! "Good, then maybe you'll finally listen to some sense and stop acting like a brainless whore—"

Jax pulled a sleek black phone from his pocket, his thumb hovering eagerly over Thomas Caldwell’s encrypted contact. He had found the Alpha’s weakness. The supposedly unbreakable Roman Blake had a glass jaw after all. Jax did not yet know the human woman’s name, but as he stared at her exposed, fragile neck through the bookstore window, he knew one thing for certain: He has found the right person. And her fate was already sealed.

Xavier fumed. Holding his phone confidently, Bastian stroke a tiny smile and replied, “If you intend to do so, I’ll be happy to be your opponent along with my friends here, but I doubt that you will win it.” Being enraged with his frustrated face, Xavier decided to disconnect the call. Without any swearing words uttered, he looked for the information of Red Iris Pack since he barely heard the pack’s name. “D*mn it! I have just known it that Red Iris Pack is also a top-tier pack, unlike mine,” Xavier swore resentfully when he had noticed the facts of the pack led by Bastian. Realizing that he need a few suggestions on the problem he faced, he called Beta Blake.

Blake replied calmly, "Yes, I have seen the news. I guess Owen just started having his revenge. Serves you right, Xian. You messed with him first. Keep me out of this. I won't help you clean up the mess." "Eh?" Xian's heart sank when he heard those words. "How could I have known that Owen holds Eva so dear to the extent that he would go to great lenghts to help her? I'm your friend, Blake. You have to help me. I did it all for you. You know that, right? "I never asked you to do that!" Blake retorted indifferently. Xian was choked by his remark. "There might be a way to get you out of this mess. But I will only do that on one condition. You have to tell me where you got that photo from." Blak