American Dragon: Jake Long Novels & Stories

He said seriously. "What the fuck bro? I'm not a donkey!" He growled. "Says the man who dressed up as a donkey at my birthday party when I was 14." Max deadpanned. "I thought it was a dressing up party!" He reasoned. "Whatever, Jay this is Jake, Zach and Lydia son. And Jake this is my g—" "I already know my dear prince, you are his girlfriend, the queen it's such an honour to meet you. I am Jake Jacobs, the strongest knight in Raven." He introduced himself.

As for the mercenaries kneeling behind him, he could not care less about them. Jake wiped the sweat off his forehead. He did not doubt James’ identity. From the moment he saw how composed James was with a firearm pressed against his head, he knew he was no ordinary man. Moreover, James also managed to subdue his subordinate in an instant. Jake was utterly convinced of James’ identity. “T-To think I have the honor of welcoming the Black Dragon…” Jake spoke. However, he had lost his composure and was trembling all over. If he was not already sitting on the sofa, he would be lying on the floor, paralyzed.

In Arizona, he discovered Jake. Jake had just split from his pack. They’d been a massive group of Navajo werewolves who aligned with the witches during the war. And then Maddox met them. He watched the men now. Gerald murmured something to Jake. Laughing, Jake tossed his long black hair over his shoulder. When one first looked at Jake, some might mistake him for a woman. He was slender and of medium height. Bronze skin and long lashes. Jake was the only one that was older than Maddox—around two hundred years.

Jake eyes were a faint green colour, indicating that he was using some special skill to see what was going on on the battlefield. "Need to switch places," Jake stated before leaping off the tree. He was knowledgeable enough to know that it would be silly to remain in one place as a long ranger. An ice dragon was summoned beneath his feet as he was carried to another high rise tree. All the while, his eyes were glued to the battlefield; specifically, his eyes were fixed to his teammate Aegeus. *Growl*

The air was crisp with the promise of dawn as Jake tightened his leather armor, preparing for the hunt. His eyes held a mix of worry and determination, the lines of tension etched into his face deepening as he turned to me. I stood in the doorway of our room, arms crossed, pretending to be calm. "You don’t have to do this alone," I said softly. Jake stepped closer, his presence grounding. "This is something I need to do. Jacob is my responsibility, Prisca. He’s done enough damage, and it’s time I put an end to it."

Hoping she wouldn't suffer any harm from the attack. One by one, of the warriors from the Crescent Moon closed the circle around them. They sneered and growled as they readied for combat. Unaware of who Selene was, unaware of who James was....unaware of the true background of who Blake is! The heir to the Primordial wolves. The strongest, ruthless, most aggressive wolves in all existence. Will they be able to handle him alone? Alpha Stewart chuckles, an evil glare in his face. Macy stands before him. Her hand held high, face perked up with pride. Under estimating the results that may come.

Their children, Jake and Natalie, now stood at the edge of adulthood-though the paths they took were far from the same. Jake, now seventeen, had grown into a fine young man. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp features and eyes that held both kindness and strength, he was everything a future alpha should be. He trained every morning with the warriors, often waking before sunrise to run and sharpen his senses. He read books on leadership, history, and even healing, wanting to understand every aspect of the pack's life. He was respectful to his elders, gentle with the younger ones, and always listened attentively to his parents. Wherever Alpha Jason went, Jake would be close behind, asking ques

-Cherie- I don’t want to turn around because I know I’m going to crumble into little pieces in front of the man I did not want to meet so soon. But I mustered up my strength to face the absolute legend, Alpha Kai Volkov. Even in his old age, the man looks like a powerhouse. I see where Creed gets his stature from because this man is massive - I feel dwarfed just looking up at him! Wearing a black t-shirt and jeans with combat boots, he seems awfully at ease. His long blonde hair, now silver, is braided down his back, crow's feet and wrinkles marr his face but he doesn’t seem like an elderly man.

He didn't know what to say, angry and had no time to think about what came out of his lips. But at the same time he meant every word he said, ready to kill Jon and Mira now! "You damned one, kill your best friend, she's the one who made a deal against you." John wanted to distract him zen? His eyes shook with clear refraction and Brene, who shrieked in fear as Jon shoved him forcefully away from him , " Run n, Jack start attacking!" He ordered through the League, taking advantage of the presence of the Vampire Chief here, and helping Lucas imprison them, meaning they have no leader! While he has his father, his beta and Aaron

Jake smirked. ‘Let’s go, Jake, let's go kill those disgusting beings.’ Thunder, Jake’s Wolf said. ‘Don’t worry buddy, we are going there now.’ Thunder liked the sound of that since they took their mate, all, he wanted to do was spill blood. “Get the warriors ready, we leave in twenty minutes, I want us to ambush and kill them all. After that, I am going for London, I will be damned if I let him take my pack after killing my father and kidnapping my mate.”