Jacob The Hedgehog Novels & Stories

Jacob's M16 rifle knocked down one of the monsters. "Shit! Why are they in this game?! Captain Arnold didn't say anything about this," said Jacob while hiding behind the trees. Some of the beasts were looking for Jacob by sniffing through their noses. "There are too many of them. I have to save my bullets to beat Eren” said Jacob. He tried to escape from the creature by running as fast as possible. With his special ability, Jacob had no trouble escaping and avoiding the creature. Until a few moments later Jacob saw an old building on the top of the hill.

This time the old man looked up to one of his companions and whispered something before he left towards the building. Jacob Jenkins had landed in Rayfield City. Jacob was a former heavyweight champion in MMA but quit when his family was killed. Later on, he joined the McConnell family to find out the truth but there was no lead that would tie the family to his family’s assassination. So, he suddenly disappeared and was nowhere to be found until he resurfaced in Sol’s courtside during his debut match. “Long time no see, Jacob,” Leon muttered as he greeted Jacob outside the airport. “Leon.” Seemingly surprised upon seeing Leon but he had expected this to happen anyway.

"Well, I'm not an ordinary wolf, am I?" "How about a dagger?" Jacob suggests, his tone gentle. "It's small and easy to wield, and it can be very effective in a fight." I hesitate, unsure of how to respond. "But I'm so small," I say, my voice shaky. "I'm no match for Adam or Lucien, who could tear me apart with their bare hands." Jacob shakes his head, his expression determined. "Don't underestimate yourself," he says, his voice firm. "You talk as if you didn’t mention the whole idea of getting trained first. Huh?” He says with a smirk, I wonder how Jacob suddenly changed into such a straight talker, ever since I mentioned Aurora he’s seemed to turn into another person.

“You could've at least used silver bullets if you wanted to kill me.” “Well, I don't want to kill you, Blake,” Mr. Gordon said. “But I have silver bullets here just in case.” “I don't think you'll get a chance to use those bullets,” I grinned and snapped my fingers. Jacob emerged from the woods with his pack and surrounded us as Blake stood up and dusted his Jacket. Mr. Gordon's eyes widened as he looked around. “What the hell is going on?” he asked. “What is this?” “My name is Jacob Luther,” Jacob said. “You killed a friend of Molly Lancaster, and I should be killing you right now. But I want you to introduce me and my friends here to your sponsors.”

He slipped it into his pocket but the distraction was obvious. Jacob’s mother noticed. So did Jacob and everyone else. “So,” Jacob’s mom asked gently, “who exactly are you?” Jacob, proud and happy in the moment, opened his mouth with a bright smile. “He’s actually…” Atlas cut him off too fast. “Just a guy who moved here recently. My father trades horses.” Jacob stared at him, with surprise and hurt flashing across his face. A dish suddenly broke in the kitchen as one of the siblings went to fetch more water. The distraction gave Jacob the opening he needed. He grabbed Atlas’s arm and pulled him outside behind the house.

*** "Are you sure you don't know who I am, Mr. Hopkins?” "Of course not! And I believe you are a shameless arrogant person who purposely came to cause trouble at my company!” “Oh yeah? Is it true that Dominic's company is yours? What if i order my people to take away 45% of this company right now, are you sure you can get new investors quickly? .because I'm sure if you can't get new investors quickly, I can make sure that this big and sturdy company is only counting the days to just fall apart,” Jacob said emphatically, his handsome face now smiling so deadly.

That little brat was overstepping her boundaries, and I was going to put her back in her place. I glared at her furiously, and she began to spill. “Jacob is from the carpentry store, and he is here to fix the door of my room if you must know." I suddenly stared at Jacob, and he stared back at me with calmness and gentleness in his eyes. He was tall and muscular, and his physique stood out as he stood perfectly still with the large wooden board balanced on his shoulder. “Carpentry shop? Really? Then why haven't I seen him before?"

I thought of my head guard, Jakob, and had a feeling that he would have an idea what could have happened that night. Once I got home, I sent for Jakob. "Get Jakob for me," I ordered one of my guards who bowed slightly and at once went to bring me Jakob. Jakob is a wise werewolf who could slay and fight in wars and still return alive. Although he was in his early fifties but still strong and never ageing like he had a trait of a vampire in him. He knew far more than any guard I had ever known and made wise decisions and suggestions. He had valuable and costly information and was filled with wisdom.

jacob says dead serious I believed him and well wolfie did, and it happened i shifted, it hurt just a little and it was much faster this time. Wolfie was so happy jumping up and down, finding his ground much faster this time. He wanted to play, jacob promised to take care of him that means playing. They both changed after me, jacob was wolf was a large brown wolf with green radiant green eyes while noah was more blondish wolf with blue eyes. They played with me letting me win, jump on top of them and run right and left. Until i was literally tired enough to fall asleep on my feet, i think noah picked me up like a little cub and carried me somewhere i just fell asleep.

Jack sat back on the bar stool. His eyes were big. He ran his hands through his brown hair. Did he hear Mr. Gibson correctly? He was Henry Kingsley? No! He was Jack. He's always been Jack. This was impossible! Mr. Gibson must be wrong. He must have him confused with someone else. "Mr. Gibson, I'm sorry, but you must be mistaken. My name is Jack. I grew up at Old George Orphanage. I'm no Kingsley descendant, I'm sure of it."