Jacob Alden Novels & Stories

How dramatic. Jake stood at the edge of the water, arms crossed over his chest, his expression unreadable. My heart hammered in my chest. He looked… good. He always did, but right now, with his shirt slightly damp from sweat, his dark hair messily pushed back, and his piercing gaze locked onto me, he looked— Focus, Ayla. I swallowed. “It’s hot.” His lips twitched slightly, but he didn’t smile. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, eyes trailing over me in the water.

I wanted to run back and take the sheet fabric to cover my body again but I felt my knees weaken with how intense he was looking at me. He is not the Prince. He is the Alpha King Jacob—Alpha of the Moonlight Throne and King of all the thrones in the wilding forest. His gaze was already fixed in my eyes, yet I still felt it roaming over my body. “I-I’m sorry, Your grace. I didn’t mean to invade your privacy.” I bowed down to avoid his eyes. They were just pierced, and hot, and glaring. His stares could make anyone tremble in their knees. “Apology accepted. So you are my son’s new whore? The one he has taken on the night of choosing.” The sound of his footsteps drew nearer.

she said. "I don't think he's ever cared," Sophie said, reaching to open a drawer below her dresser. "Tell them we'll be right down, Mom. We just have to make some finishing touches." Finishing touches take twenty minutes when Sophie handles them. We went down the stairs to find Jax and Zharn standing there, looking effortlessly cool. Jax’s black bomber jacket and fitted dark gray T-shirt barely masked his broad shoulders, the black ripped jeans completing his usual rugged yet put-together style. We are matching. A silver chain peeked from under his shirt, and his whiskey-colored eyes flickered over my outfit. I felt naked.

I’d got him. “Noah, Alex, do you know what the real Jacob’s scent is?” “Fresh pine and bourbon,” Noah whispered. “And what does this wolf smell like?” “Nettles and mud,” Alex replied. I tilted my head at the imposter. “Who are you, really? You can tell me the easy way, or the hard way. Your choice.” Fake-Jacob just smirked, refusing to speak. “Fine, hard way it is.” I stood, walking around my desk so I was sitting next to the very well restrained Fake-Jacob.

Tony’s body collides with a thud, and then Jax has a forearm pressed to his throat, pinning him in place. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Jax demands, shouting even though his face is inches from Tony’s. My hero. Guess Jax is two for two on saving me now. I’m still shaken, but I can’t take my eyes off of him as he towers over Tony, exuding alpha dominance. Not gonna lie, it’s a fucking turn-on. Jax whips his head sideways to look at me, his eyes full of silver shimmers. His wolf is dangerously close to the surface. “Are you okay?” he demands.

Jacob’s voice came through my earpiece. “No, why what’s going on?” He said, sounding concerned. “I can’t get him on the phone. Jordan is dead.” I heard Jacob cuss as I said the last part. “Alright, Trevor and I are on our way down. Keep trying Dillion. I am sure he just miss placed his phone.” I dialed Dillion again and this time he answered. “Where the hell have you been? I have been trying to call you. Joseph knows where she is.” I yelled into the phone. Dillion let me yell then started to answer me.

she said dreamily and Andrea hit her on the arm. “ Lena, stop acting like a pervert,” she said as she chuckled. “ I'm not joking ” Jacob Jones is very good looking. He's nice, rich and caring. In fact, he's 10 out of 10,“ Elena said as she munched on the fruits. Andrea laughed ” I'll tell Ryan that you are such a flirt and he should hold onto you tightly or else you will run off with a random guy someday,” “ Oh wow Andrea So you are on Ryan's side. huh? ” She raised a brow at her and Andrea stuck out her tongue playfully.

Lila’s breath catches as Jacob Kingston strides into view, a bouquet of pristine white lilies and roses in his hands. “Surprise,” Jacob says with a charming smile. His presence is magnetic, commanding the room effortlessly. The tailored navy suit he wears accentuates his broad shoulders and lean frame, while his polished black shoes glint under the light. “Jacob?” Lila stammers, glancing between the phone in her hand and the man standing before her. “You’re here?” “I just got back to New York and couldn’t wait to see you and the kids,” Jacob explains, stepping inside. He kneels down, arms outstretched, as Ava and Liam come barreling toward him. “There’s my favorite duo!”

“I just overheard you guys and knew you were playing the game. That’s what I’m here for too.” “No problem.” I swallowed and shrugged nonchalantly. “I'm just glad my brother got to play with someone that knows what they're doing.” “I’m Jacob,” he said, holding out his hand. “Alicia.” I took his hand and gave a firm shake. I wished I had spent a little more time on my hair before leaving the house. That, and I was fairly sure that there was a hole in the sleeve of my t-shirt. I hoped he hadn't noticed, because I felt like there was a neon sign pointing to it now that he was standing next to me.