Jacob Twilight Novels & Stories

Alpha Kyle's POV I paced around the room feeling rather uncomfortable. I was unable to sleep last night as my wolf didn't let me sleep. He had been disturbing me to look for our mate. Rejecting my mate wasn't a good decision as I didn't feel my body again. The pain was more than I had imagined. Even though I had tried to suppress it, I felt I couldn't continue to suppress it.

She didn't submit easily, and Jacob found that he was attracted to that more than he should be. Stephie was no Irene. Irene is who Jacob should aim for at all times, but in truth, that wasn't the reality. Grabbing a pillow, Jacob pressed it against his face, unsure of what to think or feel. He had to sleep, and quick. # When the sun rose and Jacob's alarm rang, the young billionaire was as angry as they came. He wasn't sure when he fell asleep, but one thing was certain, he wasn't satisfied and the deep scowl on his brow was taking it's permanence on his skin for the day.

The table was square; Liz and the officer sat opposite me, while Pamela sat adjacent to us. The young man cleared his throat before speaking. " Umm...I uh. I guess I should introduce myself first."I almost laughed at the way he was fidgeting. Gosh! He was so shy and Liz was the one making him feel that way. She was staring daggers at him. " I'm Eren Scott." He extended his hand for a handshake. " You said your name was Henry Harold aka double H," Liz spoke accusingly The young man, or rather Eren, almost choked. " Ahem ....Miss Elizabeth, I only said that because you kept insisting that I tell you my name."

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.”

“He’s outside.” My stomach twisted nervously, and I looked up at Tyler. He straightened slightly. Then the door opened, and I froze. Jacob stepped inside. He looked completely different. He looked older, more confident, and dressed in an all-black suit that made him seem more intimidating. My heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, I felt a strange rush of nostalgia. “Jacob!” Wendy called, hugging him briefly. “Hi, Wendy. So good to see you,” he said, smiling warmly. Then his gaze fell on me.

He's a world wide famous Painter. In return, he gets to live how he wants to, meaning if he does the job, then his father can't tell him how to run his life. But after sometime his father died so because of trauma he's staying away from his home and is living alone without his family. Jacob is now the team leader of management department of Edward company and and also his secretary. And today is the birthday party for our twins. We have a baby boy and a baby girl. Both of them are three years old today. Timothy named them Alistair and Aurora. Both are so clingy to Timothy.

They are scared of the outcome of her shift and rightfully so. Azraiel reaches his office where Theo is already waiting for him. “Any news?” Azraiel asks. Theo doesn’t say anything but lays down a portrait on the table. Azraiel peers down to see what he already predicted. It was another portrait of Richard…this time as told by Alana. So this means that she isn’t lying and this Richard is indeed Austin Jones. Great! Now they know that the white wolf who wants to harm Charlotte is none other than the wolf bitten by a Trueblood. He may not be a Trueblood but he was bitten by one which turned him into an Alpha.

He walked to the elevator with me and pressed the button for me. “Good. We have some losers who keep giving us money. Tonight is quieter than last night as it’s Friday but still good. Table three is doing all the work to fill our funds with money.” Luca told me. “Who is at table three?” “A man named Jacob. His millionaire wife filed for divorce this morning. He told this story at least five times, and now every single person in this place knows his sorrowful story, but if you asked me, I would say that man is full of shit. He cheated on his wife and then expected nothing of his consequences.” The disgusted look in his eyes was clear. “I guess he is mourning spending his money here. At this r

Lord Darius sat alone on his throne thinking about who could have killed his friend, Elder James. At first, He had many thoughts which are the Twilight Nations because he knew that might have a hand in the death of his right-hand man for them to get their vengeance. Remember that king Darius of Kingstonville was involved in the death of King Damon of twilight. He was very down thinking maybe his enemy are making more moves ahead of him. He equally thought of the Siberian army which could be very dangerous and They can't be predicted at all as he was in his chamber having so many numerous thoughts. " I think that my days are numbered since my enemies could kill the only true friend I have in

Emily “Do you, Emily Mitchell, take Tyler Slate as your lawfully wedded husband and mate? Do you promise to cherish him, honor him, and help him thrive as the beta of our pack, so help our goddess?” our lead elder spoke, making my eyes water as he continued to resight. Tyler’s eyes sparkled, a stray tear falling down his cheek and smile from ear to ear. “I do!” I say, making him choke up a bit. He sighed, trying to contain his tears. I can't say the same about myself; happy tears fell like waterfalls.