Jacob Day Age Novels & Stories

I feel pulling on my pants and look down to find my little boy Jacob raising his hands for me to pick him up and as always my heart melts. "Good morning, handsome man." I pick him up and start placing kisses all over his little face making him giggle. Jacob's almost 19 months old and an absolute dream. "Mam mam mam." Another pull on my pants has me looking down into the beautiful eyes of Jacob's twin brother Joshua and my heart melts all over again.

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.

When Jacob went no one was there . He came inside .His face colour was turned into pale yellow . My father asked "What happened ?" Jacob "The ...the boy .....The....boy " My father " Yes ,where He is ?" "He is not there " 'Not there ? ,Then where he is ?" "I don't know , but he is not there " "Ok let me see " My father went and looked all around .But there was no one . He came inside .He sat on the chair and said "Bring me some ... water !"

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.

Sorry, I meant the worms. "Connor Davinger", Jacob whispered with a cunning smile, sounding menacing as I entered the limo, the door closing behind me with a snap. I looked up as Jacob burned a stare into me. "Goes to our local university, graduated from Moon High School, moved here with his uncle when he was six, clean record, too clean if you ask me", Jacob listed out, his voice deepening to a growl. "Should I continue?" "What do you want?", I whispered, clenching my hands against the seat.

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...

Traditions ran deep and rules were strict. Jake was twenty eight. Tall with strong shoulders from years of working on the family farm and in the workshop. He had dark messy hair and eyes that seemed to see too much. He lived in the house with his parents and his younger brother. But the one who made everything complicated was his cousin Ryan.

“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’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.