Novel & Cerita Jake D Marshall

He never said a word to me before but now, here he was, speaking to me. The almost non-existent conversation was interrupted when the locker room door opened, revealing an equally good looking guy with black hair and grey eyes. He was Jax, Ray's best friend and the quarterback. “Dude! What are you doing…” He trailed off as his eyes landed on me. He locked eyes with Ray and raised an eyebrow. But he didn't question the arrangement after. “Get your ass in here, man. Everyone's waiting for you.” Jax told Ray and then went back in.

"His name is Declan Mashii Jackson, he's from business management. As far as I know he's a Dj and the woman next to him is his girlfriend. Why do you want to know him? Are you having a problem with him?" "Ah no, he just dropped my cellphone. I want to ask for compensation." Chloe lied and made the nerdy girl nod. Ara chuckled that she knew Chloe was lying. Nothing has fallen since morning. Only Chloe's brain asked for a rip. Seeing a bad boy just once made Chloe like him immediately. "What are you doing?" asked Ara. "I'm just looking for his social media accounts." Chloe also explained that he was Dj. Maybe on weekends she can see Dj Mashii perform at the club. Just watching him without gett

I couldn’t help but smile at the fascination that sparked in his eyes. “What on bloody earth is that?” he asked. “A magic mirror,” I teased before explaining to him the best way I could what exactly a television set was. I asked if he wanted to watch a movie, recalling the extensive DVD collection we’d found earlier that night. I asked him to pick a movie and he returned with two interesting picks: Chicago and the Godfather. It was almost a reflection of the kind of person that he was – a musician and a killer whose loyalty to family stood above all else – either way, tormented, with darkness constantly looming over him.

"When I got back from the kingdom." Drake balled his hands into fists, and his look changed to one of ferocity. "Let them inside the jungle, welcome them with silence, and it will be the time to attack them one by one," he said. The news had completely derailed his morning, and he was simmering with rage. Dillon gives a slight nod of his head. "I'm going to return to the west wing to inspect the surrounds, alpha," the officer said. He shared the news, saying, "I saw Emily's wolf there, roaming around, but I advised her not to take any reckless moves."

I was finally married to the love of my life. I could not resist his blue eyes as they seemed to pierce into my very soul. Even though my union with Jake could cause a lot of problems and pose huge threat to my life, I was ready to take the risk. Damien already warned me to stay away from him, instead I gave myself to him and married him. I could only expect the worse from him when he finds out, I need to let Jake know of the deal I had with him but not at that moment. I would just play along and enjoy the moment since I didn't want us to have any issues. And tell him later, I was married to Jake Romania, son and heir of the famous oil billionaire and nobody could change that.

Kei nodded slowly agreeing to Marcell's words. "Romeo and Mark still can't rest because they are still looking for Jake," Marcell said quietly. "That's a very tiring job, they're great at surviving," said Kei. Marcel nodded slowly. "If this case is over, I hope they both get a proper promotion or bonus," muttered Kei. Marcell smiled at Kei, then adjusted his seat to make it more comfortable. "Hey, how about you? Do you still like Jake?" asked Marcell suddenly.

Jake asked, interrupting Lily’s thoughts. "Nothing," Lily quickly recovered and faked a smile. She drank her wine and poured more, gulping down three glasses in a row. "Woah." Jake laughed. He said, "Are you sure everything is okay, Lily?" Nodding her head, Lily answered, "Yes. I'm just pressured with work." Jake was an heir to a known construction company in Braeton, the Bass Power Construction. He was currently the Marketing Director. Lily met him through her brother, Liam.

Her team all nod in agreement. “DDG?” I ask under my breath and Jake turns to look at me with his hands on his hips. He may be gay, but I know the guy could probably knock men bigger and scarier than me on their ass. Jake is an ex MMA fighter, but his passion is hair and flair, apparently from what Mouse found in his file. “Drop dead gorgeous. Come on, big boy, learn the lingo.” He says and we all chuckle. “Still, I don’t see why she would be jealous.” Melody says, her voice small and vulnerable.

COR DEXTRAS HOSPITAL, NEW YORK. "Doctor Jake?" Jake Brown sat in his office, lost in thought, his mind perpetually dwelling on the same painful subject for months now. People often spoke of the emotional pain of heartbreak in relationships, but they rarely mentioned the agony of losing a brother and attempting to move forward. Nothing felt the same anymore, not for him and certainly not for his family. If only Jerald were still alive. "Doctor Jake?" The voice, slightly more insistent, broke through his reverie. Jake lifted his head to find Mara standing before him, her expression etched with concern.