Jacob Edward Twilight Novels & Stories

I wonder if this Ella and Edgar will end up dead like them. “That’s Jacob,” she pointed to a shirtless man with brown skin. He only has abs but I bet he doesn’t make a woman cum by just being shirtless. “He’s my crush ten years ago,” Elaine murmured. “This is ten years ago?” I pointed to the movie. She nod her head, biting the head of Taylor gently as she swoon over that Jacob man— “Wait. He’s a werewolf?!” Elaine didn’t respond as she crawled to the floor, to where my mat and pillow is.

My agency kept that a total secret. Jacob Blackwell was waiting for me upstairs. He is a billionaire and the man who controls the whole industry. We had a simple deal. He called me whenever he was stressed out. In return, he gave me huge checks, big career opportunities, and made sure I stayed famous. The elevator doors opened, and I walked into his room. "Aria," Jacob muttered as soon as he saw me. "I missed you so much, baby." He didn't wait. He walked right up to me and started taking off my heavy winter clothes. He pressed his wet mouth against my neck. Jacob was huge, around 6'4", and I was only 5'7".

he looked at her with determination, and he didn’t stop smiling calmly. Gloria nodded. She was quite satisfied. Prodigy? That’s bull crap if there is no hard work. “Oh! Sorry! I forgot to introduce myself,” He said before chuckling, “Good afternoon. My name is Jacob Peterson, but everyone calls me Jake. Professor Henry probably mentioned me to you already.” “Hi Jacob, if you don’t mind me asking. How old you?” She could not help but ask instead. Jacob looked at her with joy, and her question did not disturb him at all and with a firmness that she did not expect he said, “I am 32 years old.”

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.

she heard a man's growl at her side which snapped her back to reality. Standing akimbo to her left side, Gabriel Loftgant tapped his feet on the ground, imposing an impatient stance, waiting for an answer to come. The supervisor was a big man with a protruding belly and thick brown hair that did nothing but to sharpen his overall look. His built wasn't less intimidating and the features on his face struck as a normal look of a fifty-year-old man.

I wanted to run back and take the sheet fabric to cover my body again but I felt my knees weaken with how intense he was looking at me. He is not the Prince. He is the Alpha King Jacob—Alpha of the Moonlight Throne and King of all the thrones in the wilding forest. His gaze was already fixed in my eyes, yet I still felt it roaming over my body. “I-I’m sorry, Your grace. I didn’t mean to invade your privacy.” I bowed down to avoid his eyes. They were just pierced, and hot, and glaring. His stares could make anyone tremble in their knees. “Apology accepted. So you are my son’s new whore? The one he has taken on the night of choosing.” The sound of his footsteps drew nearer.

"He's giving you a couple minutes to get presentable." I groaned and rolled onto my feet. "Alright." I grumbled. "This better be important." I said to myself as I quickly threw myself together. Eddy and I might have been dating for three years, but I still wanted to look nice for him. We were at least a few months away from him seeing the monster I could be in the morning. I didn't have werewolf speed or energy, so it took me five minutes to put my robe on, wash my face, and straighten up my hair. I was dead tired.

One week. Seven days. One hundred and sixty eight hours... since I've heard from both Caleb and Jacob. Every time I take the twins to see Jackson, Caleb's gone with ... with Sarah. Sarah from highschool. Sarah his girlfriend of seven years. Sarah his fiancee, the future Luna of the Crimson Pack. And Jacob. He's been ignoring me. He doesn't answer my text or calls and he's never at his house. And I feel completely lost without him. He's my anchor when I feel lost, and now he's not here.

Deep down, I knew where this was going, but I wasn’t ready to accept it. Suddenly, the door opened. A tall figure stepped in, and I looked up to see him. He looked exactly like he did in the photos, this time even better. Handsome didn’t even begin to cover it. He stood around 6’5”, with a model’s physique and an effortlessly sharp presence. Dark blue eyes, a chiseled jawline, a well groomed beard… He looked like a Norse god. Like the actor who played Loki in Vikings, only far more captivating.

I wasn’t allowed access to such books at the palace—they were reserved only for the healers and the educated men—and I wonder if I may finally find my answers here. I’m distracted, though. My skin itches, and every time I see the word “wolf” on the page, I think of Ethan’s eyes. Every time I shift position on the bed, I think about how he massaged me. Every time I catch the smell of woodsmoke drifting from one of the rooms below, I’m reminded of his scent. Twilight arrives, and my room is painted in grey shadow. I’m reading about how a wolf bite can activate the wolf gene in a half-wolf, when someone knocks on the door. I drop the book.