Jacob Day Age Novels & Stories

The child stared at me like he was trying to burn holes into my soul and for a very old witch, I visibly shivered. He suddenly broke eye contact "Anyways, I am the oldest followed by Ryan for the record is younger than I am" Ryan rolled his eyes "He is older by a day, please do not pay attention to whatever Jacob says. He is a dick" Jacob glared at Ryan "Twenty four hours is no joke Ryan and I am not a dick". I should probably warn then against cursing each other, but I do not. I loved watching them banter and that was exactly what they did for the next fourty minutes.

He really did not know who she actually was and what was she capable of. "No, No, No I am not the son of any militiaman, I am just a peasant who has this secret of yours and believe me, I can be scarier than a son of a militiaman. Now that if you have had a taste of your own medicine, you can go or I can make you go by saying more embarrassing things." Jacob was fuming but didn't dare to do anything and left stomping. He was just a 17-year-old boy after all, who was unnecessarily proud. If his father got to know that he got into a fight and that too taking the family’s name then he would be dead for sure.

Aria Jacobs POV Hey, I'm Aria Jacobs daughter of Zelina and Niklaus Jacobs... I am eighteen years old... I have an older brother named Aaron Jacobs, my brother spoils me too death he took over dad’s business a few years ago and he always makes sure he has time for me... He is a year older than I am...

“Tell me. What exactly are your intentions with Anna?” Jake blinked, a piece of potato halfway to his mouth. He laughed nervously, sensing the sudden drop in temperature. “Uh… we’re just hanging out, sir. She’s a great girl. We’re just getting to know each other.” Mark’s jaw clenched. “Hanging out. Right. And how old are you, 'just hanging out'?” “Twenty-two, sir.”

I roll my eyes. "While that may be true here, I'm old enough to drink back home in Italy so a little Champagne won't hurt." I smile, taking the glass from Jacob and glancing at Alejandro from the corner of my eye. He looks like he's going to protest but he doesn't. "If you don't mind me asking how old are you?" Comes Jacob's voice. "Eighteen." It's Alejando's clipped tone that replies for me, but I choose to ignore him. "Actually- I just turned nineteen." I say to Jacob who nods seeming to be pleased with what he hears.

Amelia: It's okay. Most days. Some days are harder than others. Jake: I imagine she'd be incredibly proud of you. Amelia: You don't even know me. Jake: I've seen enough. 8:15 p.m. Amelia: Can I ask something without sounding rude? Jake: You can try. Amelia: How old are you? Jake: Thirty-one. You? Amelia: Twenty-eight. Good. You're not secretly sixty-two. Jake: Disappointed?

Her real name is Amanda Garcia,she truly was Jacob's daughter,I didn’t really wanna believe at first because,I thought they were partners in crime and just made up the story to fool me. Surprisingly she was just 23 years old,Wow! She looks older than her age then.I vividly remember when we first met at the university,I was so engrossed in searching for a book which our lecturer gave us an assignment on,that I didn’t know when I bumped into someone and that someone was her.

“I’m beyond happy to be here with you.” “I'm just glad you agreed to come,” he replied. “I was half afraid you wouldn't.” “Why wouldn't I?” I asked, puzzled. “Let's just say that the last time I was this excited about a date, it didn't go so well,” Jacob said, taking a sip of his wine. “You can't just leave me hanging with a story like that,” I told him. I was rather flattered that he was excited about our date. He blushed slightly. “The last time I was this excited about a date, I was thirteen and she was a year older than me and on the cheerleading team.”

Those ladies would do anything to be with him yet the Moon Goddess chose me as his mate. What are you punishing him for? They were a lot older than me or so they seemed. “You’re a little baby,” Jacob laughed. “Really?” I made a deadpan face ignoring the fluttering of my stomach when he called me ‘baby’, “And how old are you?” “I’m twenty five, cupcake,” he smirked smugly. My arrogant smile faded and I watched him like someone told a five year old that Santa does not exist. “I’m-” I didn’t what to say.

That night I didn't receive any answer, I went to work, and in the spaces I had free I started to find out about the life of my future boss, in addition to being a man with fame, millionaire and charming, he was not 30 years old but 35, he very cynical lied to me, he was much older than me, but what mattered, The only thing I was interested in was money. Two days passed, and there was no response from Jacob, possibly the fake girlfriend contract was not true, I would no longer have a suggar daddy and much less money to send to my mother, I wiped my tears and decided to look for a job, besides, I already said that it was too lucky if it was true.