Jacob Day Age Novels & Stories

“Well, tough luck you brought me here. And I didn’t know you were seeing a therapist, why am I not seeing one too?” “This man is expensive and an asshole.” Jacob doesn’t look bothered at all. His eyes are all over me. He’s obviously in his early forties, and streaks of white grace his curly black hair. He’s in a turtle neck, and some grey ironed pants with a matching jacket strewn over his shoulders. He smiles a little at me. “You are quite fascinating. You have managed to destroy the five years of work I put into Kaiser just by existing around him.” I gasp, is that an insult or a compliment? It sounds like both.

And then she pointed to Jacob, "No. 2." "How did I become your No.2 brother?" Jacob leaned against the back of the chair, looked at her sideways, and said leisurely, "Did your brother just recognize me as his brother?" Ashley looked at him and reminded him, "My brother is younger than you." "The age on my ID card is fake." Jacob laughed, "In fact, it's a little younger." "How old are you actually?" "Hmm?" Jacob said, "I was born in 1996."

I see them both lock eyes and have a look of utter shock on their faces. “MATE!” I hear them both say in unison. I look from one to the other and you can see that neither one expected to meet this way. Jacob is twenty one years old and I know that he had all but given up on ever finding his mate. Most wolves find their mates on their 18th birthday but so far Jacob hadn’t been so lucky. Who knew that he had been looking in the wrong place this whole time. Maybe the Moon Goddess has more than one reason for sending this girl to us.

Jacob explained in a dismayed voice. "Maybe he's just going through something," I said, trying to see the reasons behind Leon's inappropriate actions. I have met many young people who were like Leon and almost all of them make trouble to forget their problems, and I think Leon isn't a new case. Jacob eyes dropped at me. "Leon is no longer young to make trouble. He is already 24 and tasted a lot of women. Do you think that he's still young?" "Your mouth!" I looked at him and lightly slapped his arm. I didn't know that Jacob was kinda vulgar.

"Awe,that's good! Who's the blessed guy? Is he older or younger than you? Is he taller or shorter? Do he got a job? Is he good with kids?--" "Mom!" Sophia said laughing. "One question at a time,please" "Okay, I'm sorry I'm just happy for my baby girl. So,answer those questions first and then I'll ask you some more later" Sophia chuckles and sighs. "His name is Jacob and he's twenty-six years old. He's about three or four inches taller than me. Yes,he got a job and I have no clue if he's good with kids. I haven't went that far,mother"

I nodded, I was eighteen before getting together with Jacob for real , it’s surprising that I am three months older than him but both of us were adults and our relationship was consensual . “ eighteen doesn’t mean that you are old enough to be doing such things !” “ doing what ?”asked Jacob My mother’s face flushed and she looked at him not understanding whether Jacob was trying to pull her leg or really not understanding what she meant - And the both of us knew that Jacob most formally meant the former when he asked that question .

"How about you?" "I-I don't know," well, Daddy William is older than me. Eleven years is our age gap. He is way more matured and older when he claimed my virginity until we became official lovers. Jacob on the other hand is ten years older than me. His and Daddy Dominick's age is quite the same. "Pshhh," he mocked. "Like the fuck for real? You just shoved dicks in your ass without even thinking the man's age? Slutty whore slag you are faggot,"

I stop mid-sentence because I have no idea if either of them have a truck to put my chair in the back of. Archer must have known where my thought was heading because he smiled gesturing his thumb behind him. "Drake is here, he drove. He's in the driveway talking to a kid our age." He looks at me intently before saying, "the guy Drake is talking to looks a lot like you actually." Realization hits me who he's talking about. "That's my older brother, Jacob; he's 18 years old like the three of you." Archer and Bianca give each other a confused look before turning back to me. "If he's 18 years like us, how old are you then?" Bianca asks, her big blue eyes confused.

I said trying to change the topic. "Really, a boyfriend," he said in a mocking tone. Before I could say anything he continued. "Ryle Jacobs, age 28, works in a publishing house, only family member is his mom, Martha Jacobs, and is surprisingly gay," he said while intently looking into my eyes. "H-How do you..." I asked with my eyes wide. "Don't forget baby, I have always my ways," he said while smirking. "What do you want?" I asked now extremely frustrated at him and his so-called ways.

Jacob waited for a second ring, unsure if the noise that had woke him was actually real. Jacob was eighteen, recently graduated from high school, he was as he put it, 'transitioning to adulthood. Realistically it meant that he was bumming around at home all day while he decided if he would take the plunge into the working world or try his hand at university. His parents had left him home alone while they were away on a trip. Jacob has two whole weeks to 'decide on his next life path'. Another chime from the doorbell echoed through the house.