Disney Pirate Jake Novels & Stories

She is twenty-one years old, studying fashion design taking inspiration from Jake. Well, don’t take her makeup-caked face seriously. And another important thing is that she is rude AF. "Here comes our queen!" Stella said sarcastically looking at Ariel who was dressed up like she was going to a party. "Good morning to everyone!" Ariel said and sat down. Everyone continued doing their work. Jake was eating a boiled egg, boiled potatoes, salad and apple juice. He has his coffee in the office. Suddenly he remembered that he needed to check some important emails from his clients. He took out his phone and unlocked it.

Mistakes could also be made because they provided room for growth. It wasn't long before Ben showed up with a giant goofy grin on his face. "Hey girls, did I miss the party?" "Jesus Christ," Jack muttered under his breath and got up to grab himself a drink. "Where are you going princess?" "I need alcohol to deal with you, both of you." Jack was the more serious one of the trio. He was the voice of reason; constantly talking them out of one mischievous idea or the other. "Grab me one while you're at it," Ben replied, taking out his phone.

I shout, just as Jake comes in. “I said talk to him not treat him like he’s been caught with his hand in the cookie jar,” Jake says, clearly not knowing the situation. “The almighty Alpha wants to puff out his chest, wants to be a big dog. All bark and no bite,” Parker says, as I growl again and storm out of the tent. ~Hannah’s Point of View~

I cried even harder. "Hey, shhhh, princess why are you crying?" Someone asked softly. "Because I want a flying pig and Jaaake won't get me one. He's so mean to me. But I know a secret of his. His favorite show is Beauty and the beast. The Disney Cartoon." I replied thinking about how annoyed Jaaaakeee would be. He looks cute when he does that. Laughter broke out all around me. I felt tired since I hadn't slept the whole night. So I curled into Jake. He felt warm.

Dillon asked to be sure and AJ nodded, "Jake won't be happy a having to move." "Why wouldn't I be?" We all turned to see my little cousin with leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed and brow raised as he looked at his mate. Dillon looked like a deer caught in headlights while Jake rolled his eyes. Jake was a spirited young wolf, always eager for new adventures. When he heard the news of us finding our own territory, a sparkle lit up his eyes. "I can't wait to explore new lands and make new friends," Jake said, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

"Who would dare take my boy?" The line went silent for a beat before Jake spoke, his tone shifting. "Nate Martins," he answered, "he's a professional. Hired for jobs like this. He was banished from his pack at the age of fifteen for raping and killing a girl his age. He's being a rogue ever since. Takes any jobs he can get. Thanks to his stunt tonight, I was able to confirm he was behind Miss Black's attack too. I'm sending you all the details we have now." Damon's grip tightened around the phone as his wolf struggled to take over. This was his fault. If only he had send more guards... then none of this would have happened.

Marcus motioned to the direction of the opposite table right before stealing an apple off Erika’s plate, quickly munching on it like nothing happened. Indeed, the crew over there seemed pissed. Jake was probably the only one seated there that was actually amused by the entire situation. Because of his Casanova nature and status among the popular crowd, he often did and said whatever he wanted with little to no regards to honesty. So, he was not at all bothered by the way the geek was being portrayed and targeted. What mattered the most was Jeremy’s reaction and clearly, he wasn’t enjoying the show, but could do absolutely nothing about it for obvious reasons.

Paul walked out of sight. Jake felt like shit because he knew that for one he deserved the hatred that was given to by his new found friends. He knew that he was under the control of Pete but he had fought monsters before and should've been able to fight the compulsion. Instead he gave into it and now people that these wolves cared about are dead or missing because of him. People that have been protecting him this whole time and he didn't think that there was ever going to be able to come back from this. Jake thought that maybe the wolves had a point and that they were better off just killing him. Jake was lost in his thought till he felt that same strange heat that he had felt in the Hales

Witches and wolves don’t get along, but what does it mean when Arla is both? Jake was very tall, and very good looking. He was nineteen years old and had close-cropped black hair and striking sea-blue eyes. He spent a lot of time training outdoors, and his skin was permanently sun-kissed as a result. And oh, the muscles. He had muscles upon muscles.

He knew that perhaps Marcus' men might be around. Jade wanted to show him that he isn't concerned about his former family anymore, so he can't use that to threaten him again. “Wow, see who is making a marvelous entrance here. Jade Westwood, the runaway criminal. It doesn't surprise me that he's defending the son and brother of a criminal because he himself is also a criminal. SECURITY!!!” Jake said sarcastically but angrily called the securities at the end. Jade chuckled at Jake, shocking everyone as to why he was laughing.