Jake Blade Novels & Stories

**** Meanwhile, Blaze and Ryker interrogated Jake in his cell. Blaze and Ryker entered Jake's cell, they knew him so well, he used to be their beta, Janet's father until he turned rogue. "I won't tell you anything, so don't bother!" Jake spat. "Oh, you will talk!" Baze smiled his fangs dripping venom." he had half shifted. his voice was more like growls.

“And who are these . . . people?” “They’re my friends. I would have invited your friends, but you don’t have any,” Brad said with a wave of his hand. “None of our male family members wanted to come?” Blake asked. “The ones that don’t hate you won’t be here until tomorrow,” Leo answered. “A drink for the groom,” a man said who approached him. “Um, thank you,” Blake said as he took it. “Who are you?” “I’m Jake Travers.” “Oh. Nice to meet you,” Blake said.

leaving we hop on Jakes motorcycle which was cool as hell so I quickly put my hair in a braid and he brought me a helmet so he thought of everything for safety I guess he said he even put a sissy bar on it so I wouldn't fall off so as he got he told me to hold on tight did I mention that Jake is smoking hot like Jax Teller hot yes ma'am I don't know how long my panties are gonna stay dry today laughing to my self. Hold on tight, okay? Jake says . Okay , I yell back as he's starting up his bike. we take off driving around. I catch Blaine's look of shock as I wave at him from the back Jakes motorcycle. I don't know about it but I have had the best time of my life since we moved. Blaine's pov.

“So, Blake, when did you arrive? The military life must have been rough for you, and I hear you didn’t accomplish any significant rank, just muddled your way through.” Jake belittled Blake the first thing when greeting him, and he loathed Blake with a passion when seeing Tabitha leaning towards him so affectionally. He already had his sights on her to make her his, and with the succession tonight, how could she not fall for him, with all the power and wealth at his fingertips. “I just arrived last night; as for my rank, it’s not even worth mentioning.” Blake didn’t want to boast about his previous military life; it was all in the past and had no merit in the present. So, after he just took a

I moved like a machine, blind to everything except the fight and the fire. “Alpha!” Jake’s voice cut through the noise. I turned in time to see him stumble, a blade buried in his side. “Jake!” I was at his side before the rogue could finish him, steel flashing, blood spraying. The attacker fell, throat open, but Jake was already sinking to one knee. “Get up,” I ordered. “You’re not dying here.” He coughed, dark blood on his lips. “He’s here, Lucas.” “Who?” His hand tightened on my sleeve. “Drake. I saw him with them—he’s leading them.”

Jake was the town sweetheart basically voted most likely to succeed and make it in the big city. I then felt blessed that a guy like Jake would even look at me twice. “My name is Jake Blake the CEO of Jake International Incorporated, we are business committed to any construction job with undertake. We deliver the best results at the best prices and conduct our business with utmost integrity and professionalism. Thank you for the opportunity to work with you, I promise I won't let you down.” Oh really but that's literally your specialty, letting people down. I snickered in my mind, an applause rolled in mostly from the ladies, even Ashley looked impressed by him.

My breath hitched as I looked up— Straight into the stormy blue eyes of Jake Blaze. Of course. Of course it was him. He stood there with tousled black hair, a leather jacket, and that infuriating smirk that could charm a snake. He was Willow Court High’s walking red flag—the kind parents warned daughters about and teachers pretended not to fear. “Sorry!” I squeaked, scrambling for my books before I cried or screamed—whichever came first. Jake didn’t bother responding. He just walked away, his friends snickering as he joined them.

A video popped up from an unknown address, and she frowned as she took the phone. She tapped to play the video. On the screen, Tristan stood before the camera, his smile looking unnervingly pale. Behind him, two figures were bound to chairs, their bodies exposed. It was Delilah and Marvin. In front of him was a phone that was live-streaming the scene. He held a sharp dagger in his hand and walked toward Delilah, peeling the tape off her mouth. With extreme fear, Delilah shook her head vigorously as she pleaded, "Tristan, it's me, Lila! What are you…"

Pictures of me and Kade outside the venue, his hands on my waist and us leaving together. God. We looked like a real couple. “They know Kade is your new client.” Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. The elevator feels too small, too hot, too freaking crowded. My lungs almost give up as I see another headline flash across my screen. COULD THE BLACK OUTCAST BE DATING HIS BROTHER’s BEST-FRIEND FOR REVENGE? DIRT BIKER KADE BLACK’s GIRLFRIEND IDENTIFIED AS MANAGER. CLIENT-MANAGER ROMANCE? My eyes squeeze shut. I wasn’t thinking when I asked him to pretend for me, I should’ve ended things there.

"What do you need?" Darian was silent for a long moment. Then he said, "I need to know that you're not going to abandon us. That when the fighting starts, you'll be there. That you won't let them burn everything we've built." Kael held his gaze. "I won't." "How can I be sure?" Kael reached into his cloak and pulled out a small blade. It was simple, unadorned. But it carried meaning. "This blade was given to me by someone who trusted me. It's not a weapon. It's a promise." He held it out. "Take it. As a symbol of my word."