Novel & Cerita Jacob's Ladder Booktok

“Let me see them…” The nurse gently placed the babies in her arms. Jax, groaning, finally sat up from the floor and blinked blearily at the sight before him. “Did I die?” he asked. “Am I in heaven? Is that a... is that a dragon baby?” “Yes,” Tora whispered, unable to tear her eyes away. “And her brother’s a wolf. Just like us.” Jax climbed to her side, shaking like a leaf but smiling like the sun. He looked down at the two little beings cradled in her arms.

There is an anxious wait until both men emerge at the window, and just as Jacobi is about to help a weakened Ibrahim out, Ibrahim pushes him. My last conscious visual is of Jacobi falling…of him falling through the sky, just as the ladder falls in the other direction and as the house finally goes down. Taking all of them with it. Then my eyes closed. ***Do you guys want a book in Ibrahim's pov?***

I pressed lightly against one of the books. Nothing. I tried another. Still nothing. “Maybe it’s not the books,” Jacob said. “Then what?” He leaned closer, examining the wood itself. “Back panel,” he murmured. I blinked. “What?” “Sometimes compartments aren’t in the books,” he said. “They’re behind them.” My heart started pounding faster. “Help me,” I said. We began pulling books out carefully. One by one. Stacking them on the floor. The shelf slowly emptied. My hands moved faster now.

Jacob asked while grabbing my attention. "Do you even trust me?" I asked him back while turning my body toward him. "It depends on your story—I know you are fighting with your thoughts, so share them with me; I am here!" Jacob muttered while placing both hands in his pocket, and a smile appeared on my face—he is so concerned. "Yes, I am sure I saw someone, and when I asked him who he was, he said something like LORD OF HELL." Maybe the word "Lord of Hell" grabs his attention, which makes him roll his eyes.

Emily’s POV He looked so pathetic in that chair. Jacob—once towering, once terrifying, once the name whispered with reverence throughout the lands—now hunched over a desk like a frightened scribe. His hand trembled as he dipped the quill into ink, smearing black across the edge of the parchment. Sweat beaded on his forehead, lips pressed tight in pain. The poison had settled into his bones by now. It wouldn’t kill him quickly. That would’ve been too kind.

But now it’s lying in the center of my bed, open. I step towards it slowly, half-afraid it might suddenly flap its covers like wings and start flying around the room like an emerald green butterfly. With all the other madness going on around here, it would hardly be surprising. But the book lies still as a tombstone, the faded black ink staring up at me as I reach down to touch the thin paper. There’s a page missing. The jagged remnants of a torn page stick out from the spine, a clear sign that someone ripped a page out.

Pablo asks Cole who looks in his direction. “Jacob found the book of the prophecy of our ancestors, he read and studied what was written in that old book. It was written that I will have a reaction when my Luna was near me or approaching me, my Luna has a sweet scent of pheromones that only an alpha can smell, and that will attract me.” “The book of the prophecy? How did Jacob have that book?” Pablo asks with curiosity written on his face.

Lucas thought, “How dare he boast shamelessly in front of me? What should I say?” "Before you die, I'll tell you who I am." Jakob laughed indifferently, adding, "I'm Leader of Heartless Mountain, Jakob Buckley." Lucas didn't care who Jakob was. After all, he would be a dead man soon. Everyone looked at Lucas. They wanted to know Lucas' answer. A few seconds later, Lucas slowly said, "Why don't you cherish your life?" ... Jakob was stunned, looking at Lucas in confusion. Jakob barked at Lucas, "What do you mean?"

Ethan released a jagged breath, his voice vibrating with a grief that smelled of old, wet earth. “Joanna, when I marked our scrolls and joined our bloodlines, my only prayer was for a den of peace. But you have never trusted my wolf. I once held a true bond for you—do you truly not believe that?”

Astrid interrupted them, so Colza's gaze turned towards her. "The Sacred Book only holds the truth about the King's action, like the lie he imprinted on the humans. Meanwhile, the Records of Lies has the present lies. For instance, the one Zaykee discovered inside the Kingdom of Saobar's underground," Jacob answered instead Colza while glancing at Astrid. "Ehh? The book also knows that?" Zaykee's eyes widened with open mouths as he stares at Jacob. "Yes," Jacob briefly answered. "I see," Astrid spoke.