1090 Jake Age Novels & Stories

He has a strong jawline and is one of the best-looking kids in the school hence why he was able to get into high school parties. His twin brother on the other hand was not the same, not really, they were identical in a lot of ways but their personality. Jake was only older than his twin Max by a few minutes 11 to be exact and he still could not understand why they were so different. Today was their birthday and while Jake wanted a party, Max wanted to go trick or treating it was just not normal to him but not as strange as his father had been.

“They were young. Only eighteen or so. It wasn’t until he was my current age that he realized he needed an heir.” Well, needed may be a strong word. More like wanted, but I don’t clarify that out loud as it doesn’t really matter. “How old are you?” Vanessa asks. “Twenty-nine,” I say. “Jake and Jordan are both thirty.” “And you went to Carnage Island seven years ago, right?” I nod, confirming the history Jordan gave her. “We were all twenty-two at the time. I’m only a few months younger than Jake and Jordan .” They have summer birthdays while I have a fall one. But that’s not important.

“So what’s your question?” I stared at his good-looking face. I just noticed now that his eyes were pitch black and every time he blinks, the color suddenly changes into golden brown. His face gets closer to me, but not close enough that we would kiss. Just enough for us to see each other clearly and closely. Jacob is already twice my age, his son is years older than me. And yet he remained that silent power within him. “I really don’t have any question. I just wanted to say something since it seemed like we’re just gonna spend the whole time in this room with silence.”

Jake blinks. “Because he hasn't had a full day off since I was about twelve.” Jake's face hardens. “How old are you?” “Forty-three.” Jake slowly turns towards Alaric, and Alaric raises both hands. “I told you we needed a healer.” “You didn't tell me he hasn't had a day off in over thirty years.” “He takes days off.” “No, he doesn’t,” Mason snorts. Jake looks horrified, and I have to bite my lip. There's something oddly reassuring about the way Jake’s attention has already shifted.

Only friendliness. We have talked a little, and I have learned that his name is Jake. He is 25 years old, and an upcoming architect. Jake has greyish blue eyes, and dark brown hair. He is at the gym five days a week, so he is obviously fit. I could almost consider Jake a possible friend. Maybe I should get to know him a little when I get back. For the past three months I have taken a break from my life. I wanted to travel a bit, see different cities, towns, and States.

"My parents are still alive; I also have a brother. He has two kids. I rarely see them; I work a lot and don't have time. You just have your parents, right?" "Had my parents." I need to ask, I've avoided it, but I can't anymore. "Alaric, how old are you?" He glances at me briefly. "Guess." "No thanks, just tell me." He looks about thirty-five, but if he is, that would have made him like fourteen when he had Jake. So that's not possible. "Thirty-eight. Why?" So, he was seventeen when Jake was born? "You were only seventeen when Jake was born?"

I never asked but I figured he was around eighteen. Jake was a bit of a tech genius, and his talent was being wasted on the pack. I felt like he could have a bright future if he went to college. I talked to him about it already, but he said that he didn’t want to leave the pack, so I didn’t push the subject.

“I’d better get back in there. These halls will be swimming with kids in ten minutes or so. You’d better vacate the premises and find another quiet spot to, well, do whatever it is you were doing.” I gave him a tight-lipped smile. “Thanks.” “See you around, Miss Jacobs.” I listened to him walk back down the hall to the gym. Jace’s father was forty-three. That was two years younger than my fiancé. My stomach was swirling. I felt sick. Why did this matter so much? Was everyone right? Were the years between us just too much? Could we ever get to a place where I wouldn’t be bothered by the age gap between us?

"Bet you’d make an exception if she asked nicely." Joe laughed. "Maybe. Maybe not. I’m too old for high school girls. So, we'll never know." “22? Too old? No such thing. She is already 18. She actually will be 19 in April.” Jerica teased Joe. Jake gave her a knowing look since she was freshly 18 and himself was 21. They were mates so a bit different but good to know she didn't mind the small age gap. Jerica blushed and sat back in her seat. It wasn't unnoticed how her and Jake kept exchanging looks in the rearview mirror though. We pulled into the driveway, the tension around the pack house still palpable. Warriors were stationed near the entrance, and I spotted several patrols heading off i

Jake said. "What happened to him?" "He had an accident on his 10th birthday, the accident left him paralyzed, the doctor said there is hope for him but it's very small, plus his desire is disappearing, that's why I'm looking for someone who can take care of him and be his friend when we're not there beside him , I'm sure he needs someone to share his stories and feelings with. I've paid people many times to do that but Nathan always does weird things so they don't feel comfortable working here. I just hope you can do the best for us” Jake said.