Heartland Jake Anderson Novels & Stories

“This is my fiancée, Lila Moreno. Lila , this is Caroline Vance. She is the chairperson of the Andrew House charity.” “Nice to meet you.” I shook the other woman’s perfectly manicured hand, and held back the questions that were forming in my mind. Jake had never mentioned that he had a charity, but his fiancée would certainly know all about it. Well, a real fiancée would at any rate. I was clueless. “Nice to meet you too.” Caroline smiled warmly. “I didn’t think I would live to see the day when Jake would settle down. He is always preferred life in the fast lane.” She shot Jake a teasing look. “I guess you are merging into the carpool lane, huh?”

The sound echoed through the room, a raw, physical manifestation of his rage. “Damn it!” he roared. “How many more lives will this bastard take?” I moved closer, laying a hand on his arm. “Jake, we need to stay calm. This is what he wants. He wants us to react, to lose control.” Jake took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment before nodding. “You’re right,” he said, his voice a strained whisper. “But I can’t just stand by and let this happen.” “We won’t,” I assured him. “We need a plan. And we need to find out who’s been talking to Andrew.”

In a palace deep in the jungle in Oklahoma, lived a large clan of werewolves. The king of the palace is Joe Allan Anderson, who has a wife and two children, a boy and a girl. The whole clan lived apart from humans. Joe loves his wife and children very much. Life is peaceful and warm. Joe's eldest son, Jake Allan Anderson, is a smart, energetic, mischievous kid. Later, Jake will inherit the werewolf family. Although living separately from humans, Jake is always curious about how people's lives are? So one day, he went to the human realm alone.

He wore a warm smile, and before I could react, he pulled me into a hug. “Ashley! It’s so good to see you!” he exclaimed, stepping back to look at me. “I almost thought you were Ashton for a second. You two look so much alike.” As I blinked in surprise, I felt Andreas tense beside me, his expression darkening. “Do you know him?” he asked, his voice low, edged with irritation. “Yeah,” I replied quickly, feigning a smile. “Jake and I went to college together.” Jake glanced at Andreas, recognition sparking in his eyes. “Wait a second. You’re Andreas Thorne, right? Ashton’s husband?”

She sat down beside her father to have breakfast. Her mother served them breakfast. Emma switched on the tv to watch while eating. The news channel was playing. Emma started reading the headlines as she moved the spoonful of pancake inside her mouth. Walter Anderson's son Jake Anderson got into an accident last night, the doctors said he was in a critical condition! Her mind read the headline and the spoon fell from her hand making a clicking sound. Her hands started shaking and her eyes weren’t even blinking, they were stuck at the headlines.

Jason shamelessly acted as though he was simply angry by the person his son targeted and not the vile intention itself. “She was asking for it, this is all her and that asshole Jeremy Adams fault. And Britney…. Wait till I get my hands on her… she… Ahhh! That bitch! Where the hell is she?” Jake grumbled in hatred finally realizing he had been abandoned after spending a few days behind bars and occasionally over hearing the low gossip of several cops.

He knows they are waiting for him and are already furious with him for leaving her in a very uncomfortable position at the ball. They will not understand that his parents dragged him away from there because they were embarrassed about what his wife did this time. His parents never liked Amanda. Jake realizes for the hundredth time how stupid he was for leaving Belinda from Amanda. Jack's parents are wealthy but not as rich as Chase Stone. Jack needs to keep him as a customer, and he understands why they do not want him to interfere in Chase and Belinda's lives. Jake knows he has to go back home to his parents tonight. He gathers all his courage and drives towards Christine's Mother's house.

“I told him I’d think about it. Nothing’s decided.” She studied him. “Do you want to go?” Jake looked toward the horizon. “I love it here. But I also miss being in the field. Working the land. Teaching hands-on again. It’s part of who I am.” Emma nodded slowly. “It is.” “I’d never ask you to leave The Hearth. But I needed to tell you. So we can talk about it together.” Emma sat in the studio alone that night. The stars blinked through the windows. She opened her journal and wrote:

After dusting, scrubbing, and wiping, Jake made lunch and supper at once. He was fatigued when he turned off the stove. He took a cold bath under the shower, wore something comfy, and returned to the living room to watch TV. Finding a good show was hell on its own, but Jake settled for a wildlife channel. Animals were less complicated than people, he believed.

"But before I go, tell me honestly kid. Who are you and why did you ride a palace horse?" Jake smiled bitterly and said, "Mr Heart, you know it clearly that I was not influenced by medicine earlier and I told you all the truth. I'm Jake Larson, and I'm married-" "To the first Princess of the Andorra Kingdom, right? What a joke," Mr Heart interrupted sarcastically. "Yes, and just yesterday, I drove a royal convoy to the Celtic general and made him give way and retreat his army back to the barrier." "I heard about that," said Mr Heart with a mocking face, "and as far as I know, it was the Prince of Paris who made them back down."