Jacob Anthony Perez Novels & Stories

Jacob. Jacob said that he was just taking orders from Klyde McMarrow, he never saw him. He was recruited by a guy named Leonardo Olaso, he did a background check about an Australian citizen named Leonardo Olaso but nothing comes out, it has been soon found that the man came from Puerto Rico, half Puerto Rican and Spanish, 29 years old, has a case of rape in many countries since he was only 15 years old. Now he's in the cover and hands of Klyde McMarrow.

Marks pov I shifted to the back of my cell nervously; It took a lot to make me nervous but the dark look she got on her face was making me shiver. How could a woman that's so beautiful look so deadly all of a sudden? I asked myself and looked over at Raven to see if he felt the same as me. He was standing with his arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face; oh he was loving this side of her. I wanted to facepalm myself, because off course he would love it, stupid Russian loves torturing bad people and the sadist in him was loving this. I shook my head and gazed back over to her when more people filled the outside of the cells, this wasn't going to end well. She just kept standing th

he looked at her with determination, and he didn’t stop smiling calmly. Gloria nodded. She was quite satisfied. Prodigy? That’s bull crap if there is no hard work. “Oh! Sorry! I forgot to introduce myself,” He said before chuckling, “Good afternoon. My name is Jacob Peterson, but everyone calls me Jake. Professor Henry probably mentioned me to you already.” “Hi Jacob, if you don’t mind me asking. How old you?” She could not help but ask instead. Jacob looked at her with joy, and her question did not disturb him at all and with a firmness that she did not expect he said, “I am 32 years old.”

"Were you shocked to see our handsome Monsour's scarecrow? I, for one, am very much appalled, y'know." Jacob had the grace to look shamed. He gave her an apologetic glance before making an answer. "Don't mind our Anaconda here, my dear. Vanessa's poisonous tongue is inborn," sambit nito. Bahagya nang nakangiti ang manipis na bibig. Inilahad din nito sa kanya ang isang kamay. "I'm Jacob Arnaiz, half-Filipino, half Mexican. Pleased to meet you, Miss Samantha--?" The unexpected show of kindness gave back her missing voice. Samantha was able to speak in her naturally husky voice. "A-architect Samantha Cruz," tugon niya.

“Either way, it looks like you’ll be staying with us for a while longer yet.” “That man... The one with dark hair who was sitting at the end of the table. He knows who I am.” Ethan runs a hand over his full lips, then leans back in his chair. “Aye. I think so too.” “Who is he?” His expression darkens. “His name is Blake. He’s the most dangerous male in the Kingdom of Wolves, and he has the power to either help us, or destroy us. There’s a feast tonight. I’ll speak with him then. And I need you to come with me.”

“Martin, is there a woman named Wanda Wainwright in there?” Martin Jorge frowned. “Yes, what’s up?” Gabriel told him in a low tone, “Nothing can happen to her, or both of us are dead.” Martin widened his eyes and asked, “What nonsense are you talking about? Do you know who Mr. Perez, who’s sitting inside, is? Skyspring’s rich heir! His father has a listed company worth over tens of billions of dollars!” Gabriel could not help the shudder that ran through him, but he thought that it should not matter much with Kayson around.

I could see his smile again. Jacob's orders came. It was placed on a white plate but had very little meat. How can the child with us be satisfied? Fortunately, the others came. The one I noticed a few servings was for Jacob. There were only a few of them and Kyle seemed to notice that. "Mr. Perez looks like you're on a diet right now, ah?" its a ridiculous question. Kyle looked at me. "I've been eating earlier, but I just hung up because someone disturbed me," was his meaningful answer.

Jamal Khan had been able to get a job as a lowly assistant gardener on the sprawling Delano estate after a long wait. He had been groomed by Gabriela’s men. The fact that he was also a druggie, heavily dependent upon ‘the juice’, as he called the drugs he took, having picked up the term from his stint with ex-cons, only aided the Perez mob.

“My lord. A message from Valerian.” Alexandro snatched the letter, recognizing the seal at once. He broke it and read quickly. By the time he finished, a slow exhale passed his lips. He looked toward the horizon, his eyes like steel. “So he agreed.” Jacob stood nearby, his arms crossed. “Do you trust him?” “No,” Alexandro said. “But I don’t have to trust him. I just need answers.” “What if he’s telling the truth?” “Then we may be facing an enemy we don’t understand yet,” Alexandro murmured.

I still hold all the alpha meetings here like my father did. Walking over to the shower, I cut it on while waiting for the water to warm up before stepping in. I chose my beta when I was 17, which is my best friend Creed. My gamma is his brother Ryan, I don’t have a delta yet, I’m not sure I will. Creed does an amazing job, he is also my strongest warrior. He trains the males in the pack while his mother Subrina trains the female wolves. My gamma does all my running when I’m either too busy to or I just don’t want to. Otherwise they both help with every decision I make. Now, I know I said I was alone in all this, even though I do have them I still feel alone. Stepping into the shower washing