Jacob Black Father Novels & Stories

Then his forehead rested lightly against mine. His breath mingled with mine. Warm and steady. “Tell me what Adrian said.” I closed my eyes. “He admitted it.” Jacob’s body went still. “What?” I swallowed hard. “He killed my father” The words scraped my throat. “My uncle ordered him to do it and promised him half of the estate.” I felt the shift in Jacob instantly. The tension in his shoulders. The dangerous stillness that always came before anger. His jaw tightened. “He’s such an asshole.”

I spoke up immediately. “Good afternoon sir, I—”. I interrupted him,“Did you call me to greet me? Just spill already, Noah.” “Your suspicions are right, sir, it might interest you to know that the Blackwood family and your father were partners a decade ago.” He began and I listened attentively. “They did business with your father and things turned sour, after which Mr. Blackwood, Christopher's father, had a fatal accident and died on the spot.” “And they suspected my father?”

He chuckled as dad did too. Jacob is 28 years old. According to dad, he started to do music videos on I*******m and with time, he got a lot of followers and record companies wanted him to sign with them. But dad had the best offer and he took it. And he just got verified 5 months ago. "Don't eat anything, I made reservations at this new sushi bar." Mom said before going to her bedroom. "I hope you like sushi." Dad said.. "Favorite food." He smiled.

When I realized my soulmate Darius was still hung up on his former lover Cassia and her child, I started teaching our son to call him "Lord Darius." That night, Theo accidentally stepped into a thorn trap set by forest nymphs. He was poisoned by a minor curse that sent his magic spiraling out of control and plunged him into darkness. But Darius turned and left because Cassia called him on his messaging crystal late at night. I touched my son's forehead as his divine aura dimmed from the pain, and made him say, "Goodbye, Lord." On Theo's birthday, Darius skipped our celebration because Cassia tearfully complained that her child needed a father. I didn't say much. I just had little Theo e

It would be reported before nightfall that I had been left at the altar. Suddenly the double doors of the cathedral jerked open. I jerked my head toward them, a scrap of hope clinging to my chest. The moment I saw who it was, that hope shattered. Tyler Stallion. Jake’s father. Founder of Stallion Holdings. A gorgeous man with a clean shave, blonde-dyed hair, and matching blonde-dyed brows. Looking very fresh and very expensive in his mid-sixties.

Jacob said immediately. "Are you sure?" "Yes, Alpha Haria." And Haria did not insist anymore and just sat next to Jacob. "By the way, where is Christian's dad?" Jacob asked curiously. Haria was stunned by Jacob's question, so she couldn't answer right away. She didn't even know how to answer him. She hesitates to tell him the truth. She wasn't sure if it was right to tell him the truth or not. "Yeah... You can't remember who Christian's father is," Haria replied. "H-He's already gone."

he responded, and I frowned. "Locals? Some of these locals wouldn't just accommodate us like that, you know that, right?" I inquired, referring to the two of us. "We have that covered. Their son, Jacob, is part of the dirty business. In fact, he wants to break free from Blake." "His parents think we are his married friends from where he used to work in New York, and we need a place to stay since we just moved to the city," he uttered, and I choked on the bottle of water I had just placed to my lips.

"Jake doesn't hate anyone. He's too obsessed with football and cars. He's never even been in an argument, that I can remember." "That's not true..." Jessica said, finally piping up. "The other day, Madison and I were walking home from school and we overheard Jake get into a really bad argument with his father." Madison smiled, offering Bianca another swig of vodka. Jake and his father never got along very well. Jake was always something of a disappointment to his father, as Jake was athletic and charismatic, while his father was geeky and introverted. Mr. Robert Thompson was head of the research and development department at a major electronics company and always hoped for a son who could on

He raised his head and smiled at me. Jacob is actually my father's bestfriend’s son. I have known him for four years. My father wanted to transfer all his property to him until I reunited with my father and Jacob handed everything to me because he was the one managing my father's company at the time. “You are all grown up now, how are you?”. He asked with a still displayed on his face. “I am fine, when did you get back from London? And where is my father?”. I was actually getting impatient already.

Xavier replied casually. "Did James' death have anything to do with this?" Jacob asked again. Xavier didn't answer, but from the look in Jacob's eyes, he was sure that his guess was right. This made Jacob sigh softly, his body leaning back against the sofa. "Supposedly, you just need to carry on Daddy's efforts, why do you have to deal with such a cursed thing? Daddy's sure, if Mommy finds out about this she'll be mad at you." Jacob gave his son understanding.