Jacob Black Novels & Stories

greets Sebastian, with a firm handshake and a wide grin. The man, like everybody else dresses impeccably, but his suit ruffles under his curves. Sebastian nods a greeting to the man addressing the entire conference room, moving about with his stout build, and broad shoulders. “Everyone, I’d like you all to meet River Kennedi.” Sebastian pulls everyone’s attention towards him, even River who reddens under the scrutiny of the men. “New kid on the block,” Jacob steps up offering River a hand that he briefly shakes. “I hear Mr. Black has big plans for you,” he smiles and river reddens from his smiling and welcoming gaze.

To the right, a picture of Harou himself; In the middle, a picture of Blake with darker eyes in a deep green and hazel; and to the right, a picture of Damian, or as Harou likes to call him, Keiran. Blake nods in disbelief. "This, can't be real. This is . . . . What is this?"

“Especially when he’s so busy with all the sexual harassment lawsuit stuff.” “Yes it was,” Kat agreed. “Although, he isn’t the one with the lawsuit. It’s his business partner. From what I’ve read, Jacobson wants to stay out of the papers and actually seems like a fairly normal guy. They usually don’t even have a picture of him in the articles. It’s always the other guy.” “A fairly normal guy?” Renee set her feet down hard on the floor to stop her spin. “Katy, he’s a billionaire. He’s practically royalty. I would have married him if I had known he was there.”

He smiled going into a cabinet beside the desk and pulling out a black box. “ Here's what we will need. Charlotte, to put this stuff in his office you must be very careful. You can’t put it just anywhere for us to hear clearly it has to be an open spot, these are black so if you can find a black surface the better. It won’t stand out as easy.” He explained to her and she just nodded taking in all the new information. It warms my heart seeing my pack help protect her as much as I want to protect her. All this helps give me somewhat of a peace of mind for tomorrow.

The ancient man who has more legacy rather than a hero is called by his name Blahel, he is the leader of the Rebela's Tribe who lives beneath the ruins city of the deserted island who worships Blahel for his achievement. The Rebela's tribe possess the a magical stones that gives them life beneath those ruins, a rare magical stones that not only boast from their daily living but also gives them both sun and moon, water and fire, earth and wind. With this special relic possessed by their hands, they had been living peacefully underneath without much care to the outside world.

If that happens then we will have some problems in Jamaica. "Do you think we should have went somewhere that's family friendly that all of us could have hung out together?" Sophia asked. "I feel bad" "I do,too,but I doubt that there's any family friendly events going on around this time of the night right now" Jacob replied "Actually,they do but we just wanna keep our eyes on DJ boy over there" Sophia's mother said Jacob and Sophia looked to their right at the DJ booth where Malik is standing at,playing DJ Khaled "Wild Thoughts" featuring Rihanna and Bryson Tiller

He howled into laughter at the dubious headlines. "What about the werewolf news?" He asked as he cleared my throat, ready to read. "Every pack in planet earth now knows the name Tristan Blackwood. Whose packs span across countries. A father of four and a mate and husband to the goddess herself, Vanya Jacob Blackwood. " Then I added. "Do I even look like the goddess?" I giggled.

His eyes looked to mine, even with the blood lust at the surface I could see the pain he was holding inside, the concern he held for me as he helped me get back up to my feet. "Who would do this to them, why did they?" That's when Jacob's voice rang through the room, anger laced through it that sent a shiver down my spine. His tone showing exactly what his rank was in his coven, a tone I had never heard before but it even struck fear through my veins. "I know, exactly, who did this." His words were slow, almost like he paused after every single one spoken as he breathed out, his eyes weren't red like Andy's, they were pitch black as he stood there with a strong aura coming off of him. One I

I gulped, this can’t be real, no no no no no “Oh but it is real” “what do you mean by you’re my wolf?” “Because that’s what I am, your wolf” Tears sprang to my eyes, determined to stop this madness the only way I know how, I took out a bottle of Jack Daniel’s from my bag and drank from it. “Don’t do that Devonne, it’s the full moon in the next five Days….. you finally get to see me, after so long” I drank again and said nothing. “I am a part of you, your trauma forced me into a place where I couldn’t come out, but now you get to meet me”

The familiar sights are now uncharted territory. Although Jacob’s body is still, his laughter spreads throughout the space, emitting a hollow sound that reveals the bitterness and emptiness that are festering within him. The mocking chuckles seem to be making fun of the pointlessness of his life, a brutal reminder of his helplessness to stop the agony that has engulfed him. Despite his attempts to appear amused, he is consumed with a raging wrath that is threatening to kill his happiness. While he lies there, a black pit of despair that appears to eat everything in its path has formed inside of him.