Jacob Alden Novels & Stories

However, Jimmy immediately exited the car and opened the door for Jacob when his boss knocked on the door. “Go home, boss?” “No. To Al’s.” “You got it.” After a half hour, Jacob arrived at Al’s apartment. His best friend immediately opened the door for him. “A lousy night?” Al raised his eyebrow, seeing Jacob’s opened two top buttons of his shirt. Jacob sank himself onto a black couch. “I want you to check the possibility if the picture’s background is Harold Montgomery’s house.” Al widened his eyes, but then he rushed back to his computer and typed something. After a minute, he shook his head. “No, it isn’t Montgomery’s house.”

I was still in deep thoughts when I heard a male voice. "Hello , I am Jake" he said stretching forth his hand for a handshake. I realised he is the stranger I was admiring earlier. I noticed he was even more handsome than what I saw earlier, he was about 6 feet tall, well built and his six packs stuck out from his shirt. I also discovered he had the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen, short spiky hair which made him look more handsome and his voice sounded like that of an Angel. Well, I haven't seen any Angel in reality but I have seen them in movies.

“Alice’s real mother by name Mona S’Lene is from a noble family, she meet Jacob Davison on one his visit to their town for an investment project. He came to a famous company in their town to ask for some investment to fund his business. It was love at first sight for both of them on their first meeting. They dated for a month before Jacob had to leave, it was devastating for the new couple to depart so they made plans on Mona to join Jacob in the big city after he left the town. Jacob was very humble then, after all he was just a teller in a small company still looking for funds to establish his own business and had zero to nothing on his name. With Mona coming from the same background so th

Or worse, Alpha Killian would find me. "I didn't get the chance to tell you, but you look absolutely amazing tonight." Jake smirked, taking a few more steps towards me. I could smell the alcohol rolling off of him, but I doubted he was actually drunk. It took much more to intoxicate werewolves, especially ones who already had a high tolerance to begin with. "Thanks." I replied, my voice sounding unsure. I kept my gaze on the forest as I let my arms fall at my sides. The cool breeze swirling around me cooled my warm skin and chased away some of the confusion from my brain.