Jacob Twilight 1 Novels & Stories

“I just don’t think it’s wise for us to attack right now, after the attack of last night.” “I think it's best we attack now,” I said. “I've been there twice, and I know they would be running experiments on her right now. Which means they won't be expecting us.” On the contrary,” the sheriff said. “I think they'll be expecting us to attack, and they must have already planned an ambush.” Jacob walked into the office and took a seat behind us. “This Is Jacob Luther,” the sheriff said. “He is a werewolf.” “I have an idea,” Tiffany said. “If Mr. Gordon were expecting an attack, he would look out for a gang attack. He won't be expecting just two people. Let Trevor go with Jacob to their base at ni

Thiery replied. "What is that?" I asked, confused. "I'll tell you about that slowly, love," Thiery said. "For now, I just want you to accept this other side of me." "You haven't answered my question," I said, raising my eyebrows in curiosity. "Is Jacob Black real? Or is Taylor Lautner also a werewolf?" Thierry smiled. "No. Jacob Black is just a figment of the director's imagination, but Taylor Lautner, I suppose he could be a werewolf too, but I've never met him."

she whispered, sobbing into her mother’s shoulder. “We’re not that easy to kill, sweetheart,” Thomas chuckled softly, brushing her hair from her face. “We’ve still got fight in these bones.” “Oh, so that’s where she gets it from,” Jacob suddenly chimed in, drawing all eyes to him. He rose from his seat, his presence unmistakable, powerful, confident, and a little too charming. “I’m glad you’re both safe,” he said, striding forward and extending a hand. “I’m Jacob Frost. Your daughter’s fated mate.”

I asked softly. "Because I know that twisted bastard. You don't know him, baby. He's far worse than he lets on—plays dirty games. Loves to ruin others’ lives—it's like his hobby. Last time, he tarnished my reputation in the media, and it took ages to clear my name. But this time... I can't fathom his intentions. Chloe isn't the sole reason; a man like him doesn't care about the women he uses," Jacob drew me closer, his hand gently tucking my hair behind my ear, "I won't let him anywhere near you. You're mine. Only mine," and he sealed his words with a kiss.

I said, in an attempt to make him forget such a traumatic memory. “They want Taylor to do what Kane does with Natalie, don’t they?” Jacob's face lost all trace of color, and I had to hold him tight so he didn't fall to the ground. “Good God, Vivienne. Lie to me. Tell me it isn't even when you know it is. I watched those kids grow up and I don't think my heart can...” “No!” I exclaimed, laughing hard when Jacob just blinked repeatedly. “I already told you they're just friends, my love. Taylor has no romantic interest in either of those two.”

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.

“Get up, Jacob.” “Fine, fine,” he groaned, sitting up slowly but not before giving her a playful wink. “Thanks for the nap, Tiff. Best pillow ever.” Tiffany crossed her arms, pretending to scowl, but the warmth in her chest remained. “Why are you so tired anyway?” “Had to work a late shift at the diner,” he said and stood up. Tiffany watched as Jacob brushed off his jeans and then held his hand toward her. “Late shift?” she asked as she took his hand. “On a school night?”

Ava and Liam shout in unison, their faces lighting up as they scramble closer to the phone. Jacob’s face fills the screen as the call transitions to a video chat. His well-chiseled features and strikingly blue eyes exude an air of sophistication, framed by perfectly styled dark hair. He’s dressed in a tailored suit, even in a casual call, emphasizing his elite status. His family, after all, runs Kingston Enterprises, the second most powerful company in the city, just behind Hale Corporation. “My two little angels,” Jacob says warmly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “How have you been? Are you being good for Mommy?”

Algernon said coldly. "I have disgraced all Juwanians?" Jacobus scoffed and turned an ice-cold gaze on Algernon as he said, "Fine, fine. You're a brave hero! If that's really what you think, then go ahead!" Jacobus took three steps backward, looking as if none of it concerned him any longer. The representatives of the 12 great families frowned upon seeing this. Jacobus was the top Dark Knight. He wasn't a vain fame-seeker and had experienced countless great battles in his lifetime. Who would believe that he was a coward?

“...stuff into the SUV so we don’t have to do it in the morning. Dawn and I saw Jacob, Dawn’s older brother, coming across the lawn. Jacob had just turned 17, making him three years older than Dawn and I. Jacob stood 6’3”, with black wavy hair that was a little on the long side and beautiful hazel eyes, he was 200 pounds of muscle and still hadn’t finished growing. For the last year or so, I had been developing a bit of a crush on him. It had gotten a bit stronger in the last little while. He’d been very supportive after my parents had died. I think that is when my feelings had gotten stronger towards him. I never said anything about how I felt to anyone, including Dawn. Jacob already had so