Jacob Black Father Novels & Stories

I told her but I knew she was too upset to realize the weight of the emotions in my tone. “Sure.” Was all she said before the beep came. If only. If only Mum had learned to be like Dad more. If only she hadn't made me think I have to be so perfect to qualify for being her daughter, I wouldn't have felt like this intently like shit for failing them. I returned the phone to my pocket and brought my attention to Jacob, wiping a tear off my eye before it escaped. I hoped to hell that Jacob wouldn't see it too. If not, we’d have a long sermon about why I needed to keep in touch with my parents. Jacob lost his wife and son to a fire years back and he hasn't gotten remarried ever since.

I guess he has so many girls at his beck and call that he thinks everything revolves around his looks. "So, my name is Kieran Jackson, and my dad is the former senator and businessman, Caleb Jackson". "Wait, you are Caleb Jackson's son, as in one of the richest businessmen in America!" "Jeez, if I knew telling you about my father would bring that reaction, I wouldn't have". "Come on, you are not pulling my legs." "Of course not."

So, how could the blackmailer ask for twenty billion dollars? Tanya finally regained her consciousness. She shuddered as she remembered the finger from the little box. “Mother, do you have any idea why the blackmailer asked for twenty billion?” Jacob asked. “It’s your father’s debt.” Her voice was low. She covered her face with both hands and wept. “Your father enjoys gambling, so he often has debts, but it’s the worst ….” “Why didn’t you stop him? He ruins us all!” “How can I do it? I expect your marriage will help us get money, but both Amy and Gwen were useless.”

“It all started in high school and I’m not ready to talk about it” She raised her brows skeptically as she pondered over her new found information. Nate looked happy with Taylor back then in high school, at least she thought so. She also knew Nate as the type of man to stand his ground, if he didn’t want to be with Taylor, he could easily tell her off right? Also, how was his father connected in everything? She remembered her father worked for him once, he had said that the late Mr Jacobin was an angel. When his father died, she could remember how gloomy her house was. She hadn't met Nate back then but she was sorry for him.

He clears his throat and looks forward. “As far as I knew, they are being raised by your grandma Ethel. I’ve not heard anything about their dad or mom.” Jacob stiffens and I realize that what I’m saying is probably hard to hear. I’m basically telling him I think his parents are dead beats or just plain dead. “Oh.” is all he says and silence overcomes us.

Cassius asked. "Not that I wish to remain in such a position, but yes." Jacob confessed. "Then why are you here? Father never brings any of men to these gatherings." Cassius asked, clearly this man held nothing back. "I am acquainted with Lord Felix. I once worked for him." Jacob told him. "Ah. You are a pawn my father has used. How noble of him." Cassius said with a sigh. "Ah I see my mother. Come let us greet her." "Cassius!" Lady Aria hugged her son, clearly they were closer.

their Dad said and his voice sounded like cold water as he spoke. "Noona and I almost got into a fight because of Steven," Jacob said, then keeping his mouth closed. He returned his fingers to digging into his closed fist. He is extremely nervous. How would his Daddy react if he found out that he was not a straight guy? Will he still accept him? Or he might get kicked out. There were many questions in Jacob's mind but he could not ask any of it because fear was more prevalent in him. "Ah, you think I'm angry because I saw you and your sister was about to start a fight earlier when I appeared at the garden?" said their Daddy while nodding as if he just found out and understood what was happen

Jacob turned around and saw Maria and Michael coming towards them. "Yes, you are right, May I know who are you and why are you asking that." Jacob said acting all high and mighty at the name of his father. "Well, it's nothing important, it's just that I have heard a rumor about the son of the great Olympic champion, that his son is quite a big black spot on their family's name. He does not fulfill the requirements of being a child of the Hernandez family" she said that without showing any kind of sarcasm or anger in her voice.

I'm sorry for how I treated you before, but this time, I truly have nowhere else to turn to, Elijah," Dad said, looking at me pleadingly. I remained entirely unmoved, though. "You can talk to Jacob if you need help; after all, I'm nothing more than your ungrateful son, Dad," I said before turning my back on him and walking away. "How can you be so heartless toward your own family, Elijah?" Dad yelled. I merely sneered, wondering why Dad always repeated the same phrase. "I'm begging you—please save Jacob. He was deceived into traveling to Northern Morthaven, and his abductors are now demanding a ransom of 75 thousand dollars!"

Aaron complimented. “Please, you don't have to lie. Daddy never liked that I wasn't interested in the family's business." Maya huffed, her voice tinged with sadness. Aaron wanted to correct the young lady that her father was, in fact, very happy that she chose her own path and wouldn't stop telling anyone who cared to listen that his daughter was smart, but he held his tongue. He hoped that a different day and a better time would surface for that. “Ah, I should go.” The man said, rocking his heels as he stared at his watch.