Jacob Black Father Novels & Stories

"I have never met someone as heartless as you. Is this because you want complete access to her? I did not stop you from being with the leftovers. I know that you have probably been jealous about this relationship ever since I informed you, but she doesn't know that, and I have refused to say anything. You cannot send me out of a company that is going to be mine. You should be begging me to return because that's the only way you can secure my allegiance. How a father would allow someone to make him change his ways is beyond baffling. What did she probably tell you that made you just throw caution to the wind? Is that how great she is on..." Mr Blackwood's hand shot out and decked him across t

His father lived two days from rock bottom at any given moment. "Hey! You're back," Jacob said. "Yeah. I didn't want to disturb you earlier." "It's okay." Jacob sniffed the air. "You smell different." Of course, his father would notice. He had the greatest sense of smell in the entire tribe. "You're excited about something. Want to share?" "Yeah, I’m going to. How was your day?" "It was okay. Your old man and boring stuff," Jacob shrugged. "Are you fine?" "No, I'm not fine," Jacob admitted. His voice broke. "I need help, but I try. I try very hard."

“Jacob, you…” Stella stared at him in disbelief. She had raised this child with her own hands, and now that something had happened, he was taking his father’s side? Jacob was a man himself. He had his fair share of flings outside, so naturally, he understood where his father was coming from. Never mind the fact that he still obsessed over Emma. That didn’t stop him from sleeping with other women over the past few months. “Dad, I’ve already paid someone to start pulling the news down. Things are at a critical point right now. You need to lay low.”

he said borrowing his brows. "Why are you with so much of questions like a reporter? This was given to me by Mr.Black," I said. I could see his eyes widened when I mentioned Mr. Black with my lips. "Oh! Come on. It's not as you think. It's senior Mr. Black. This is something like a father gave to get daughter. Actually, Mr. Black was quite a good person. I mean he was completely different from other Blacks. I don't how did he had such a bastard son like Jeremy," I folded my hands in front of my chest as I chewed the bottom of nt lips on frustration.

Ethan seething, "You are both monsters. How could you do this to me?" Mr. Jakes, laughed – a nipping sound that echoed through the clearing. "Before you shoot me, Ethan, there are many other secrets you need to hear. Secrets about your real father and your mother." Ethan, now standing still scuffling with the shock of his true lineage, goggled at Mr. Jakes with a blend of unbelief and wrathfulness. "Tell me. I want to know everything." Ethan asked fiercely. "Your real father was a man of integrity, a hard working and well loved businessman who worked in his own might. He loved your mama deeply, but I could not let them stand in the way of my intentions. So, I got rid of him and took over

Elara This man is Alpha Damon Crassus! The reality crashed into me, and any admiration I might have had for him went down the drain. All I could feel was anger. Even though he wasn't the Crassus who had dragged me through the mud and almost ruined my life two years ago, that didn't change the fact that he was still a Crassus. Not to mention, he was Jason's father! The thought alone made my face morph into a frown. But before the disdain could fully show on my features, a tall, dark-haired man stepped into the room and made his way toward us. He had a lean build and looked to be in his mid-thirties.

“Blackthorne.” Her hand froze around the cup. “Fought them how?” “They tried to absorb him. He refused and things escalated.” “And your mother?” She asked I swallowed. “I don’t have proof. But the timing…” I exhaled slowly. “It wasn’t random.” Fear entered her eyes. Not for herself but for us. “For our family?” she asked. I crossed the room and knelt in front of her, taking her hands. “No,” I said firmly. “Listen to me. My father was pushing aggressively then. I’m not making that mistake.”

My father was furious, realizing how Susan had deceived him, and embarrassed at having been duped in front of me. Fully awake now, Susan clutched her face, glaring at me with pure hatred. "Dad, she's the fake one! Don't believe her! Amber Tayson is a fraud—I'm your real daughter!" Susan stubbornly refused to accept the truth. Before she could finish, another slap landed, leaving both of her cheeks equally red. Watching the scene unfold, I couldn't help but feel that my father knew exactly how to handle the situation. … "Amber's last name is Tayson, which is only natural since her mother is Miranda Tayson. What's wrong with her taking her mother's surname?

My husband says and I deny. "I need to know what's going on. I need to confirm the news." I say and Jareth doesn't let go of me. "It's not just the smell that doesn't belong in the family, if not that, the child was born black. No one in your family is and no one in Blake's family is either, but, Emma's ex-boyfriend...the one she left when she was with your fiancé, yes he is black. His whole family is black and because of that...there is speculation that he is your son." Jareth says.

Hearing this, Ashley paused and remembered Kathy's words tonight. Then she whispered, "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it." "I don’t." His tone was very calm, "My mother passed away, my father was a vegetable, and killed someone drunk driving. I don't have a house or a car. I have some savings. " Ashley stared at him and didn't know what to say for a moment. "Don't feel uncomfortable, I just feel that," Jacob said. "I have to explain it to you since we are dating."