Jake D Marshall Novels & Stories

It was Jake. Not Tristan.

It was clear that Jake's reach extended further than we had anticipated, intertwining with unexpected players in a sinister game. "So what's the plan moving forward?" I inquired, seeking clarity from Carlton. It was evident he had more information to share. "As we were making our way here, David received a call from a woman named Chelsea Brynes in Maines. She claims to be engaged to Jake, or rather, he's going by the name Daniel Winston there. She promised to send us photos as proof, but we're still waiting for those pictures to arrive. We need visual confirmation to ensure it's truly Jake and not someone who resembles him. While I suspect it's him and she likely has valid reasons to suspect

"Yes, I have it in the back of my car." "Well, good. Let me show you to your office and you can get settled and I'll draft up the paperwork we need on you for your employment." Martha moved out of the office and Kari got up to follow after her. She let her eyes move along the various clippings of the paper, one in particular catching her eye. Jake. She stopped and reached up to touch the small paper, calling after Martha. "Hey... just real quick. Who is this?" Martha stopped and waddled back down the hall, pulling her glasses from her hair and reaching up to take the frame from the wall. "Oh yes. This is Jake Isaac. He's a great kid."

he says, making Luke smile as he grabs the tablet and fills in the list. "Here you go," Luke says handing him back the tablet. The guard looks over it and his eyes widen in surprise. "Wait, Marissa Shepherd... I know a Marissa Shepherd. She was from our neighboring pack, The Blue Lotus." he says smiling. "Oh. Yes, she's with us. She's part of our pack now." Luke says proudly.

"I know you still care about me. You're just mad about the whole Caroline thing. Look, I've been thinking about it. Once I graduate, I'll marry you." He said it like he was offering me a million dollars. Like it was the greatest honor in the world. My stomach churned. "Marry you? Are you out of your mind?" "It's a good deal for you," Jake insisted, leaning forward in his chair. "You're a waitress with a dead, junkie dad, a sick mom. I'm a Marlowe. You should be grateful I'm even offering." "Grateful?" I repeated, my voice rising a little.

He sounded so dejected that i could swear he reeks of remorse, and I think he was being sincere because Jake Davidson of Glassdoor Empire was well known for his legendary bluntness, no sugarcoating whatsoever. “I would like to see him one day when we are ready to finalize it all.” “Finalize what?” I said bluntly before I could hold myself back, my eyes bulged out in confusion. Mr Jake laughed hysterically, I had never seen him laugh less or up to that, it just felt like a whole different person was occupying his body. If he hadn’t mentioned his own memory of treating father wrongly, I wouldn’t have believed he wasn’t possessed. “Finalize your engagement to Jarvis, after all, you both stubbor

She looked like the kind of girl you married like this, perfect, angelic, soft, and he wanted nothing more than to walk around showing her off. Back at the boat Jake headed to his room and pulled off his T-shirt. While Emma was on shore he was going to kick back, swim some, and spend some time with Danny and the twins, having a beer and catching up. He knew that Marissa and Miracle were afternoon nappers, unlike Emma and Leila, and wouldn’t show face for a while at this time of the day. He hated lazy women who partied late and then lounged all day with nothing else in their lives. Emma had more get up and go than that, even hungover she still dragged her ass to work and rarely complained. He

And he wonders how any man could take her for granted, unless you are Rome Martinez. He thought more of himself than he thought of his wife. That’s how. Jake was still in the mindset of being at the Ranch. He had to ensure that Hailey and the baby were well-fed and taken care of first. Jake smiled, thinking about how well she handled last night. He never expected her acting to be so realistic. During his absence, he researched Rome’s past and his financial history. Jake learned that he was a runway model for years. His good looks and height made him devastatingly handsome; he was also a playboy in Paris. Hailey should have held herself back from dating him.

We pull apart and I stare pridefully at them, three brothers, just like four years ago except we have come so far and we are not the same people anymore. "How's the study going?" I ask Jake and he shrugs casually. Jake is doing his masters in web designing and networking at Stanford University and has been gone for months because he got a job close to the university and he only returned to be at my wedding. "It's really going great, Taylor." I give him a deep double meaning look before asking, "Is there a girl you want me to meet?" A blush appears on his cheeks and nod. "Her name is Blake, Blake Noble."

Jacob approached me as I walked into the kitchen. “So what’s the deal boss, why are we here?” I grabbed the bottle of scotch from the self and a glass. I poured myself a glass and sipped it. Jacob stared at me waiting for an answer. I flashed a devilish grin at him. “We are going to war.” He looked at me, confused. “With who and why?” I finished my drink and set the glass down. “Joseph King. He shouldn’t have double-crossed me.”