Jacob Black Novels & Stories

Alana gulps before uttering the words that shock each one of them to the core. “His real name is Austin Jones of the Black Onyx Pack.”

Everything is like a giant black T.b.c

' like seriously? 'No, you are not going to force anyone' Jack is just about to pull me when mr. Black's deep upset voice echoes in the hall. Phew! For once, I think I am thankful for Mr. Black's intrusion. At least, this can serve as a compensation for him being a total dick to me earlier this morning. 'In my office mr. Moore' Mr. Black says bossily and then turns back, probably going to his office with an annoyed expression. 'We are not done yet kitten.' Jack says with a victorious grin.

cause maybe they were just meant to be. ———————HATEFUL BLISS BY ANDRA JONAS———————

I even had to hide it from her, as she tried getting on it with her crutches the first day she left the hospital. As the pub is nearly empty Jimmy tells me to take the night off and take care of my friends. He's a great boss, when it comes down to Brian too good sometimes. Reaching Jake's place, I hear loud music from afar. All sad songs from Nickelback, Limp bizkit, 3 doors down and even John Legend he is listening to at the moment. Jake hasn't seen a party ever since Halloween and is drowning in his sorrow day by day. "Hey, brought you some food from Jimmy's today", I give it a try.

It hurt that she didn't think I could handle whatever they seemed to be hiding. "Mia, I'm sure Kara has told you about the creatures of the night." He glanced at Kara, giving her a stern look as if he was telling her 'You should have kept your mouth shut' then looked back at me. "Well, they're not just stories," Mr. Black confessed. "Go on." I urged. Mr. Black scanned the room cautiously as if someone might be eavesdropping, then leaned in to speak in a hushed whisper. "Werewolves."

Why is he trying to behave like a damn villain? *** Please vote and comment :)

And there he stood. A tall, broad-shouldered man with long, jet-black hair that fell down his back like ink, his eyes a brilliant stormy gray that crackled with untamed power. He wore a floor-length black robe made of something that shimmered like woven smoke, a garment that felt alive. There was a presence about him—something ancient, something unearthly. “Finally,” he said, his voice low and smooth, like a melody soaked in danger. “We meet, Serena.” Serena shot up from her seat, her eyes narrowing. “Who the hell are you?”

The big black wolf is Xander, alpha Blake's wolf, and the big brown one, is Asher, Tyler's wolf. "What is the meaning of this? Hope... You? How dare you attack our friend's pack? How could you?" Xander's voice thunders, making Hope shutter. She's a strong girl, but she is nowhere near as powerful as him and Asher. "And you... My brother! Why are you helping her? How can you do this to them?... To us!" Asher says as he walks to Shay, making Shay snarl at him. Asher growls loudly, making Shay jump, taking a step back. "You... You don't understand... She's my..."

He was the one who begged me to be his fake girlfriend and barely two hours into this arrangement he is suddenly confessing things like he actually means them and somehow I am the problem. A laugh slips out of me before I can stop it because this fucking bastard, it really is a thing with the Blacks, being unbelievably dense. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, Kade Black, you’ve got to—” I cut myself off when I notice him pulling his shirt off, revealing blacked out tattoos across his chest and just as I expected full sleeves inked down his right arm. His body is lean and defined in a way that becomes impossible to ignore once he is no longer fully dressed and for a second my brain comple