Jake And Devon Novels & Stories

Devon: I came here to see you. Raven: are you stalking me? Devon: laughs and says, what makes you think so? Raven: who answers a question with a question

I decided to look for her only to see her with my mother in the lounge area. "Hello, sweetheart." My mother's smile was genuine. I'd only seen her smile that way when I'd finally agreed to marry Genevieve. "Hello, Bianca." Mum sat down beside her. "Did Caleb tell you what happened?" Genevieve glanced toward the hallway. "He said it was an accident." Mum's expression darkened. "It wasn't." Genevieve frowned. "What do you mean?" "That wretched girl did this to him."

“Brother?” “Not by blood,” Jace clarified. “But close enough.” Alex tilted his head. “Like mommy and aunt Kelsey?” Jace nodded. “Exactly like that.” Alex considered this. Jace gestured lightly. “His name is Devon. And that makes him your uncle.” Devon’s face lit up like Christmas had come early. He crouched again, this time slower, more careful. “See?” he said gently. “Not a bad guy.” He raised his palm. “High five?”

His eyes are a different shades of blue. His eyebrows meet as he turns to me. “Who is she?” “Her name is Betsy,” replies Devyn. “She’s my girlfriend.” Jack ignores me and takes a step forward to Devyn. He grabs his arm. “Devyn, when are you going to get me out of here?” I can see a flash of pity on Devyn’s eyes. “When you’re well.” “I am well!” insists Jack. “Jack, we have talked about this,” replies Devyn gently to his twin. Based on his response, I am sure that it is not the first time Jack has pleaded to him.

Why did I even— “Fine. I’m going to tell you everything. But only because I suspect you’ll combust if you think about it a second longer.” I inhale through my grit teeth. “Go on.” “Fucking hell. This is why I wanted to skip this wedding.” I fold my arms, pushing my cheek out with my tongue. Devon takes his sweet, sweet time with his gelato before finally meeting my eyes. “So, what do you want to know?” “Everything you did. Everything.” “From when we were kids?” Kids?! Oh my god it’s worse than I thought. “You’re a real animal, Devon. You know that? When you were kids?! That’s how long this had been going on?!”

After that incident the tension between the two heightened. Gabby tried her best to avoid Jake. Jake is bad news. She can't afford to be involved with him. He is beyond her. Gabby is nobody and should remain that way. She’s a girl trying to hide from her horrible past, a past that she hopes never catch up on her. But then again you can never really avoid someone as determined as Jason Luke Anderson. He would just give up. The more she tries to stay away from him, the more challenged he gets. He loves challenges.

She took Alaina’s hand and squeezed. Alaina looked up at the sky, it was starting to get darker. Nicholas and Arianna should have everything set up by now. She turned and started walking back towards the house. “Come on, let’s get back.” Alaina told Abigail. “Can you promise me something?” Abigail asked her. “Sure.” Alaina said. “Try not to let all of this weigh on you. At least not until we get back to Devils Lake and find out what’s going on. Maybe those stakes are meant for whoever killed Warren’s family.” Abigail said.

"Devon, you still care about me, don't you? You still love me, right? "That bastard Jeffrey was the one who plotted everything back then. He deliberately got close to me and forced me to marry him, all for my money. Devon, I was wrong. Can you please give me another chance? I'll take you and Tommy far away from here." Seeing the madness in Angelica's eyes, I didn't dare to act recklessly. Clearly, she wasn't in her right mind. She grabbed my shoulder and shook me wildly. "Devon, what do you say? Do you want us to live happily together as a family?"

Please, answer me. The woman who was now being stared at by everyone looked awkward because she had no experience dealing with this kind of situation. Raline was so surprised that she could hardly give an answer. She didn't know this would happen in her life. Devon started talking again. “I like you. I've already expressed my feelings and I hope we feel the same way. I also want to know if you like me. If you like me, maybe we can take this relationship to a more serious level. I don't want to date for too long and I'm sure you're my future wife.”

Cursing under my breath, I wipe my hands on my napkin and down the Jack Daniel's to the bottom before following him. "Don't let her out of your sight," I order one of the guards, staring at my prisoner and walking past. "Sorry to bother you, Devil, but with Steven gone we don't have a Manager to authorize the…" That bastard who wanted to steal mine belonging is already regretting having pissed me off. Steve found out why people call me Devil the hard way. "Don't bother me with this nonsense," I cut him off sharply as I go to the mini-bar for the bottle and pour myself a drink, "I have enough to support you. Call Jackson, that's what he's here for."