Jacob Twilight 1 Novels & Stories

All the feelings of happiness of him being here were quick to fade as he spoke the worst words imaginable to me. "I am Alpha Denver to you and everyone else," He barked, making me flinch a little at his words. "What?!" I shouted, both enraged and shocked by his comment towards me. I stood up from the ground, moving to be face to face with my mate. He's crazy if he thinks I'm below him. I have Alpha blood in me as well; what makes him think I'm someone to be talked down to? I am the twin sister of Timothy Shaw, the daughter of Aaron and Helena Shaw of Dark Moon Pack!

Akira’s P.O.V “How are you feeling?” I ask the guy in front of me who just woke up a while ago. “Who are you and where am I?” He also asks looking at us not minding my question. “You are here in the West section Moon Night pack, I am Scar Yaji, and she is Akira Walter owner of this house while this guy here is Ralf Miles next alpha of this pack” Scar replied to his question. “I am Idris Voss from South East section Evergreen pack” he also introduced himself.

Rest well my mentor, they both smiled and parted ways immediately. Then King Pontius and Willard left Stormie since he wanted to be alone, and they headed back to where they were having their Little banquet. As they were going back, King Pontius decided to try the wisdom of Willard to know if he was in his right senses as well. There's something special about this Prince of Twilight pack, hope you know and can you tell me what makes him exceptional among the other Alpha in the world? Well, my king, honestly speaking, I don't know where to start from, but from what I have seen so far,

Who put this outfit here? I blow-dry my hair, take my sweet time before entering the danger zone. Brian is sitting on the couch, beer in his hand, he is going through his phone, his tuxedo jacket is on the bed, the bow tie is on the floor, a few buttons of the shirt are open, sleeves are rolled up, his dark brown hair is falling on his forehead, olive skin is shining under the florescent light. This man is one of the good-looking men on this earth without a debate, and now he is mine, my husband.

“Kristen, are you ready?” Jacob asked. He was being very impatient with me. His shaggy black hair was getting into his crystal clear blue eyes. Looking over, I watched him run his hands through his hair. Jacob was hot, I’ve give him that. Very muscular and tall at 6’1” but not exactly my type. Fun to flirt with but not my type.

Jacob wiped his mouth after he ate and then prepared himself to return to his body. Jacob preyed on some astral travelers in the astral plane to get enough energy. As he remembered, Jaden hadn't been that strong the last time they met. But he didn't care if that soul sucker's strength and abilities increased. Jacob believes that he is more powerful. What he wanted to face where the twins Zack and Zachery, the firstborns of the first generation of the Ampulex clan. If he kills the two, the family will be weakened.

he finally admitted. That did it! Abracadabra, and I'm turning you into a bat! Dickhead! Poof, you're a bat now! If only it was that easy! "Seriously? You don't watch Twilight? How cliche." Her question was sarcastic as she glanced at her empty cup of coffee. "No." "Whatever, okay, then!" Never mind; she asked those. Now she was ashamed to even think about it. "Okay, so how about Jacob?" "Woman, what the hell are you talking about?"

I need to go back to Jacob. ***

I answer. I turn toward my squad and wave my fingers. All my soldiers line up and we escort the drifters through the makeshift tunnel. The tunnel is narrow and poorly lit. There are only a few lightbulbs hanging above our heads. While walking through the tunnel, I feel a tap on my shoulder and look behind me. It's Tristan. "Hey," Tristan starts, "Is Jacob still here?" "Jacob? Who the hell is Jacob?" "Jacob," Tristan repeats. "Uhh, about six feet tall. Brown hairs. The last time I saw him, he had on a red shirt with green pants underneath his uniform. I only ask because you and he have the same uniform."

“Enhancing the what now?” The twins just smiled like tiny gremlins with a shared secret. Mia rubbed her temple. “You know what? I’m ignoring it. I’m just going to ignore whatever you're so proud of before I find glitter in my pillowcase again.” Jacob cleared his throat politely, offering the boys a small, nervous wave. “Uh—hey. I’m Jacob.” Caleb squinted at him. “You’re the boy.” “The one from art,” Camden added, as if confirming a wanted poster.