Jacob Black Novels & Stories

(Jacob) "you're going to find your mate soon son trust me on this." My mother said as she was giving me sympathetic looks. Dad sighed and nodded his head in agreement. My name is Jacob valentine and I am nineteen years old. I have jet black hair and blue eyes and my height is 6'4. I decided to not go to college because I had recently taken over being alpha king of my pack. You see what happened was that when I shifted into my black wolf, i had the moon crescent mark on my forehead so everyone knew that I was the alpha king of all werewolves no matter if there are alphas.

Jacob said, panting. Jacob tried to calm himself down. He could hear the strength of his heartbeat and the whispers of the people around him. He’s a business tycoon and he came from one of the wealthiest men in the country. He is also often featured in magazines and news because of his charisma, intelligence and business skills. Even with his back turned, he knew people were looking at him. Even if he puts earbuds in his ears, he knows they are talking about him. “Who are you to meddle with our work? Ow! Jacob Anderson Gray,” the female medics exclaimed. Because Jacob had chin up, she recognized him.

“So what’s your question?” I stared at his good-looking face. I just noticed now that his eyes were pitch black and every time he blinks, the color suddenly changes into golden brown. His face gets closer to me, but not close enough that we would kiss. Just enough for us to see each other clearly and closely. Jacob is already twice my age, his son is years older than me. And yet he remained that silent power within him. “I really don’t have any question. I just wanted to say something since it seemed like we’re just gonna spend the whole time in this room with silence.”

“Not like mine.” I wanted to ask about his family, but I knew it was too soon. Instead I asked, “What kind of music do you like? When you’re not reading big science books.” He thought for a second. “Quiet stuff. Acoustic guitar. Nothing too loud.” Then, surprising me, he added, “What about you?” “Rock mostly,” I said. “Stuff with strong beats for working out. But I like quiet music too sometimes. Helps me think.” We talked more as the road opened up. The wind blew through our clothes, and I felt Toby shift behind me.

Momo muttered, blood oozing from his mouth. I gazed at Billy and Kate, who slowly crawled out of the layers of blocks. Their eyes were all white, pleading for a way out of their calamity. “Everyone get behind me.” Pastor Timothy commanded. They scrambled, hoping to get themselves next to the high and mighty Pope Timothy. Kate got herself out of the block, her bones making crackling sounds as she lay on the floor. They stepped back, wondering how a child had managed to crawl all the way out despite the layers of concrete weighing them down.

she said. "I don't think he's ever cared," Sophie said, reaching to open a drawer below her dresser. "Tell them we'll be right down, Mom. We just have to make some finishing touches." Finishing touches take twenty minutes when Sophie handles them. We went down the stairs to find Jax and Zharn standing there, looking effortlessly cool. Jax’s black bomber jacket and fitted dark gray T-shirt barely masked his broad shoulders, the black ripped jeans completing his usual rugged yet put-together style. We are matching. A silver chain peeked from under his shirt, and his whiskey-colored eyes flickered over my outfit. I felt naked.

Jacob smiled because he knew. “Who is she? I mean her voice is so beautiful,” said Gena. “That’s my cousin, Althea,” he said, smiling. “So music runs in the family?” She said while looking at him flirting, Jacob was also a singer and he was here to give an audition. “Many more things run in the family if you want to see them on the bed’,′ he said while getting closer to her. Tyler was passing by with Julia when he heard her. It was the first time she was singing publicly,

Mira tilted her jaw and opened the door. Only one light was on in the huge room, and most of the place was shrouded in dark shadows. Jacob lay on the couch. She tiptoed over to him as he mumbled something indistinctly. His thick black eyelashes were raised, and he seemed to have difficulty focusing on her. "Jacob?" He blinked twice, his black eyebrows slowly furrowed, and answered his name in his own language. His black hair was disheveled, and a thick bluish-black stubble hid the hard line of his jaw.

The next evening | Jakob | SMS: You on the schedule tonight? I’m back in Auburn and headed to group here pretty soon. Hit me up if you’re free and want to come. I’ll grab you. Jake glanced over at his black Galaxy S8 with an elated grin as he applied a decent amount of TIGI Bed Head mousse to his anything-but -natural floppy royal blue hair. He hadn’t spoken with Hollis since the afternoon they’d all gone hiking together, and figured she’d call or text when she had a chance to cool off. It was about time too, because he’d been feeling like dog shit from that day on after blabbing about Ringo’s possible closure in front of his co-worker’s clueless girlfriend. He could still feel those intense

The members were each sitting quietly in their seats, Jake had never seen them so polite and humbled it almost made him want to laugh but he managed to hold himself back. He narrowed his gaze at the man who was sitting in the seat next to him, his name was Jordan Charles, he was a handsome black guy with a side dimple and girlish round face, his hair was a pale blue coloured and his lips was black and pink separately, he was wearing a pale blue jeans trousers and a pale shirt to match, his contact lenses was a pale blue too. was a well known business man, (proudly gay) he was an importer and exporter of good he is doing quite well in his company but that is just an excuse for his to cover t