Jacob Black Fanfiction Novels & Stories

By the time I reached the little bitch, Jacob was already in the water. “Listen, hear you little slut.” I grabbed Heather’s arm, spun her around and made sure that I had her full attention. “I’m only going to tell you this once; he is mine. Keep your grubby little half-breed paws off him. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?” Dawn POV

Daniel Life has this fucked-up way of spinning on a dime. One second, you're living a lie, and the next, reality slaps you in the face so hard you see stars. And right now? I was fucking blind. Jacob stood in front of me, his body rigid, his eyes avoiding mine like I was something he needed to scrub off his skin. The air between us was thick with words we couldn’t speak… every stolen touch, every whispered promise, every fucking time he had moaned my name like it was the only word he knew.

“That's the point, Sebastian. You don't know what she did to me, so back-fcking-off. This is no longer your concern.” I felt Wade and Grayson’s eyes turn to us because of my aggressive remark. Sebastian looked at me blankly, and I did the same. Blakely has been getting on my nerves lately. She's so fcking obedient that she could endure a cheating bastard for a fiance. She was so indifferent and it made me more angry that my desire to tear her beautiful dreams intensified. She's changed so much. The fear I shaped in her as she grew up has completely vanished. I left my friends there and went to a club. I didn't give a damn about anything and just drank to my heart's content while reading the

She tasted as sweet as sweet caramel and strawberries. I felt the surge of Axel as he tried to push through. Her scent and taste must have been so strong, that it called him forward. I managed to keep him at bay, but he was close to the surface. Just then I felt a shock go through me. It started at my tongue, causing me to pull it back. That was one sensation I did know. I never thought I would ever feel that again. Brooklyn Blakley was my second chance mate. Have I really been this blind that I didn’t realize all the signs that were already there?

we whispered in unison. "She wants us, Blake.... she wants us, I can feel it. Claim her, mate with her now." Xander demanded. I took her, making her mine. She felt so intoxicating, good to the touch. Her body was a mere perfection of love and lust. The room was completely dark, keeping me from seeing her beautiful face... but I didn't care, she was mine.

He yelled as he caressed my breasts callously. "Wait, are you jealous because you love me or because you fear losing your sex toy?" I inquired, and it took him a few moments to respond. Jacob stared at me, and when he realized I was in pain, he calmed down a little before speaking. “YES! When I heard you talking to him, I was envious. Can you blame me? I adore you and can't bear the thought of you with another man. I just rescued you from marrying another man, and you are warming up to my Beta!”

"Why?" "Why?" Hearing him ask this back, I couldn't help but let out a soft laugh. "Just to let Anna secure her position as Luna, you didn't hesitate to spread rumors about me and even exile me. Now, only a few days have passed, and you're telling me you love me? "Jacob, how do you expect me to believe you? How am I supposed to believe in your love?" Jacob froze in place, unable to speak for a long time. Only after a while did he explain in a low voice, "I don't love her anymore. What I felt for her was just my past unwillingness to let go.

I took in the scent, filling my lungs with what smelt like a beautiful combo of Jacob's dark chocolate exuberance and something more delicious, something I couldn't place. What was that? Jacob growled, low and deep, and my eyes snapped up to his. With his eyes closed, he looked like he was fighting an internal conflict. What was that all about? His eyes suddenly flew open and I gasped at the sight. It was pure black now and his hands were twitching at his sides, uncontrollably. "Jacob", I called wearily, subtly shifting to the other end of the bed. If it came to the case of me running, I needed to have easy access to delude myself that I could run from a vampire.

I demanded. Jacob finally met my eyes, his lips curling into something between a smile and a sneer. “She’s not my daughter, Marcus,” he said flatly. “If Damon wants to take her away, then so be it. It makes no difference to me.” For a moment, I was speechless. Then anger flared inside me like a wildfire. “You’re out of your damn mind,” I snapped. Jacob let out a bitter laugh. “Maybe I am. Maybe I lost it the moment my wife decided to cheat on me and thought I wouldn’t find out about it.” His voice was cold, detached, as if he had already made peace with something I couldn’t even begin to understand.

Amelia looked pitiful and lifeless. "Pass me my nail polish," Jenner said to her boyfriend, Jacob Black. They had eloped from their town to a city close by, unknown to Jenner's family. They seemed okay, living in a modern stylish bungalow alone. Jenner is seated on a fancy chair in the living room, with her legs placed prettily on a stool, trying to polish her nails. Jacob Black had a lot going through his mind but he couldn't tell Jenner. She's always after being equipped materially, she doesn't care how Jacob had to get it, she just has to be fine and pampered.