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This day was exhausting yet… there's still a tint of happiness, because he's there. The moment we finished eating, Damien dropped at off at home. The moment was greeted by Jake by the gate, Damien went off to his home. "M-Mother-in-law?" Jake asks, flustered. Mother smiled at Jake, and embraced him like his own son. "Jake! I hope you don't mind me sleeping over for tonight," Mom says, while hugging him. His words may be sweet, but those eyes of him never lies.

culty commune. our pack has over two thousand members, most of the members live in cottages all around the gold moon pack territory but my family,lives on the third floor of the pack house my parents and my little brother Jaxon or as I call him, Jax, have a suite for them and I have my own suite, pretty sure my parents gave it to me when I turned sixteen so they didn't have to deal with me and my friends waking up jaxon. Jax is 6years old now and he's already so strong and so smart. I can tell he will be an excellent alpha. he looks like my dad except where dad's hair is black and straight Jax's hair is black and curly like my mom's and where dad has green eyes Jax has mom's blue eyes as fo

Theo was behind him in a white linen shirt with the sleeves rolled up and dark trousers and I picked up my fork and looked at my eggs and told myself to eat. Jake pulled up a chair beside Clara and kissed her cheek and she immediately grabbed his arm and said “Jake this is my mom.” Jake looked at me with a smile that didn’t waver for a second. “Mrs Cole. Clara talks about you constantly.” “Does she,” I said. “All good things,” he said. “Mm.” I set my fork down and folded my hands on the table. “So Jake. What do you do?” Clara groaned. “Mom.”

/HIS POV/ "Damon!" A loud voice echoed around the living hall and before he knew someone was pulling him in a hug. The CEO cringed at the sudden gestured, not used to the touch and took a step back. He noticed Mia's amused smile. "Wow, you're tall! Its been so long since we met!" The guy let out an obnoxious laugher, his perfect white teeth on display. Jake. His mother's friends son. His dirty blonde hair was slicked back, few loose strands falling on his forehead. He had a pointed nose and stormy grey eyes, almost dark under the lighting in the living room. Some would say he's handsome.

Yep, my son is taller than I am. Suddenly, Luca pushed Damien from me. "My mummy". He glared at his brother hugging my neck. "Hey, she's my momma too". " No my mummy". "My momma" "Mine" "Nope buddy, she mine". "That's enough Dame, stop upsetting my baby". Luca pouted his lips. "Damien, clean Emma and Luca please and Lisa so wash up too. I'll clean the kitchen while you guys are at it.

Jake let out a deep sigh before finally sitting down next to her. She saw him take some rice and begin to eat. "The food is good. Did you cook this, Miss Laura?" Jake asked as he glanced at her. "The food is good because she’s not the one who cooks," Draco cut in. "She doesn’t know the first thing about cooking," he added, even though no one was talking to him. "Well, not all women know how to cook. Just like my mom, she doesn’t know how to cook either. That’s why she looked for a man who could. And then she found my dad," Jake said with a laugh.

Jake warned sternly, "Stay off Brendan, it hasn't been days since your scandal with him cooled off." "We are letting him slide for what happened to Aubrey?" Drake pushed further, "A father won't talk like that to someone who chose to steal his daughter." "Drake, don't push this..." Jake started saying before mom chipped in immediately. "What in the world happened!" My mother’s voice joined the fray, "How could he do that to you? After carrying his child for four months, he pays you back with kidnapping? That boy is a monster!" She reached out to touch me, her eyes searching mine for a vulnerability she could exploit, but I pushed past her without a word, heading straight for the sanctuary of

You have to believe in that and take a dive even if you don't have an oxygen cylinder with you, you have to go for a swim. “Brother I am trusting you. Please make me earn so much that I do not have to have mom to buy game coins for my games.” “ It will be good if you don't ask me for money for that.” seeing his mom listening to this Conversation and glaring at him, Jake paled. “Mom, when did you come here? weren't you with Lia in the kitchen?”

He was mostly innocent, and the only reason he couldn't say he was a virgin was because of a 6-foot shithead we had trapped in a pool of thermite in our realm, "Speaking of which, we haven't seen Jameson in a while, you wanna go home for a bit? Let me get some target practice on General Gonnorhea?" "Yeah, sure, I've been meaning to stop by and play with Jamie for a bit," Jake said, and I opened a portal to home in front of us, stopping the truck just shy of our Apartment in hell. "Jameson! Daddy's home!!" And just like that, the 2-ton hellhound came bounding through the door, and straight towards Jack nearly tackling him to the ground. Jake laughed as the "Almighty prince of destruction" was

I told him. He grabbed the empty glass and tossed it up with a laugh. Without looking at it, I raised my arm and opened my hand in its direction. The glass exploded in the air. He ducked the shards that came from it. Then he looked at me like I had grown horns and a tail. I chuckled a little at his reaction. "What the fuck was that, Wesly?" He asked me in shocked disbelief. "I am a warlock, Jake. My mother is a witch. My powers have only recently surfaced." It felt like I had just shed a ton of bricks weighing on my chest.