Jacob Twilight Novels & Stories

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?"

Fuck, this is insane—my head hurts. I grabbed my head, pressing it against my forehead. "AURORA!" The familiar voice pulled me into the sense Jacob is standing leaning against the door, and my expression turned soft as soon as my eyes captured his beauty. He is incredibly handsome, standing 193cm tall, with broad shoulders and absolutely defined muscles under his crisp white shirt and blue Arman suit—his broad shoulders straining at the seams of his Armani jacket. The slim-cut, tailored pants only serve to highlight the impressive bulge at his crotch.

At first Olivia is whining at the idea of any man besides Elijah holding her, but she slowly coos when she feels Jacob’s wolf. “What are their names?” “Lucas and Olivia.” I deadpan. I do not know why but I tetter back and forth with my emotions as I watch this man hold my children. “Our children,” his words snap me out of my thoughts. “We had twins.” “Jacob why are you here?” I finally ask. “I came to bring you home. I want you and the children to come back home. So we can be a family.” Jacob said. He brushes Olivia’s curls and looks at her face. He frowns for a moment and looks back at me.

"I scared him off with just a few words. I wonder if he has something to hide." Abigail wanted to say he looked more terrifying than a ghost. She shook her head. "He just signed with Imperial Media, and Cordelia is known for managing her artists strictly. No one dares to mess around under her watchful eye." "Oh, uh..." Jacob's eyes shifted, and he muttered a sour remark, "I hope I didn't interrupt your date." "What did you say?" "Nothing, it's nothing!" "You know, Jacob, actually I—" "I'm going to offer a toast to Zuko!" Jacob scratched his head with a chuckle and quickly disappeared into the crowd of guests.

“So what’s your question?” I stared at his good-looking face. I just noticed now that his eyes were pitch black and every time he blinks, the color suddenly changes into golden brown. His face gets closer to me, but not close enough that we would kiss. Just enough for us to see each other clearly and closely. Jacob is already twice my age, his son is years older than me. And yet he remained that silent power within him. “I really don’t have any question. I just wanted to say something since it seemed like we’re just gonna spend the whole time in this room with silence.”

I pursed my lips before getting to my feet, walking over to one of the shelves. “That could be the case, there should be an index of all past Alpha Primes of North America.” I whispered, looking through the books. “I could have sworn I saw it was he… there it is.” I pulled it out of the shelf and walked back to my table, Liam joined me and I flipped through the book, scanning through their biography which also listed their powers until I came up to Jacob. Jacob Mont Blanc 158th Alpha Prime Son of Theodore and Nancy Mont Blanc Born 09/09/1989

Jacob grinned proudly, his eyes crinkling at the corners, "I’m happy for you, Elena." He stepped forward and hugged both Dawn and me in one big squeeze. Poor Dawn was squished between us like a sandwich, her muffled voice making both of us laugh. "Hey," she protested into my shoulder, her voice full of dramatic betrayal. Jacob pulled back with a grin, reaching out to fix her wild hair now sticking up in odd directions. "Messy hair, don’t care," he teased, ruffling it even more. "You’re such a troublemaker," I accused, giving him a playful glare.

The others said in unison. "Last but not least we have our two new waiters Evan and Jacob." Even though Evan and Jacob were twins they were complete opposites. Evan was taller than Jacob and slim. He was also incredibly shy. According to Lily, he was sort of the Omega in the pack, but without the titles since The Red Bloods Pack didn't believe in the omega title.

he commanded. “Wa… what's going on?” She asked terrified. "Nothing, they are getting the papers,” he explained. She took a small sip, and then picked at the hem of her black sweater nervously. She could nearly feel those grey eyes burning into hers. Finally, he spoke up. “Hi, I am Trent, as you know, Jacob owes me quite a bit of money.” “We can pay you if you give us a bit more time,” she asked, hopefully. He chuckled gently. “Oh, honey… I wouldn't say that. Jacob and I have come to a deal, he agreed to give me something to get out of his debt — you.”