Jake English Homestuck 2 Novels & Stories

"Clinging to the hollow shell of a marriage? You make it sound so noble. It's you who's been pestering Susanne all along. Yet, you still dare to say, right to my face, that Susanne is your wife? "You must have a death wish for trying to hit on my fiancee. I'm gonna make sure the whole world sees what a shameless homewrecker you are!" Stanley blocked the door to stop anyone from entering or leaving the restroom, then pulled out his phone to record a video. "Check this out, everyone. This homewrecker has been trying to seduce my fiancee. My fiancee ignored him, but he still wouldn't give up. Now he's followed us all the way to our workplace. Are homewreckers these days really this shameless?"

*Cry's and dies in a gutter as Jake leaves with Tara* Please vote, read,,comment and share. Until the next chapter... -Daisy

​Before the engine could even cut out, the heavy oak front door of the main house slammed open. ​"Look who finally decided to bring the hostage!" a loud, booming voice echoed across the lawn. ​Jacob "Jake" Bill lounged on the porch railing, a half-eaten green apple in one hand and a basketball spinning effortlessly on the index finger of his other. Jake was nineteen, six-foot-one, with a messy, sun-bleached brown crew cut and sharp green eyes that always looked like they were searching for the nearest source of entertainment. He was Mike's childhood shadow—wherever Mike went, Jake was usually raiding the fridge or causing a scene close behind.

 ~LEAH~ Jake has already been discharged from the hospital and we have come back to live in his mansion. He decides to stay at home for at least two weeks before resuming work.

Her father was away on a business trip and her 'very annoying stepmother' had gone to visit her mother so she and the maid were the only ones in the house. She pressed the handle and pulled the door open - trying to keep herself from slapping the person at the door - to see Shawn standing at her door. His gold hair was in a messy state and his green eyes looked troubled. Jade took a deep breath to calm herself before asking the 'handsome stranger' why he showed up at her house for the second time in a day.

“It was just a pure business between JFCC and HSL.” He didn’t say anything else and just waved his hand as he walked away from me. I looked at Rajiv when he patted my shoulder. “I have been there, Boss Henan,” he said. “It was not easy, but you will be fine.” Just what the hell are they talking about?

She knew she made a mistake when the shutters closed against his eye lids. “Let me tell you a story.” Jake started. “Do I have to listen?” Gwen whines as Jake smiles. “I see why you were able to captivate his attention.” Jake said the continued as if she never said anything. "The traitors that believed that we should dominate, the ones who Vince thought that he had gotten rid of, he missed two. Me and Matthew who was my brother then. He still is. Vince was dumb for saying that we should coexist with humans when we are supposed to rule.” Jake said as Gwen shook her head in laughter.

Another dead end. I walked into the packhouse kitchen to give more bad news. We had skipped practice after school yesterday, and school entirely today. I had felt terrible making him go to school in the first place on Monday, but my parents and Evan’s had insisted we go and he didn’t want to be left alone at home. Ever since the attack, Jake had been just awful. Didn’t help when Rachel had her accident this weekend. He da*n-near lost it. Whatever was in him was going strong. He sprouted hair all over, his canines descended - it was like he was shifting months in advance. The only huge difference of course being his eyes. They stayed lit up for hours. He ran and ran and had Evan punch him out

ONE YEAR LATER JAYDEN'S POV "I'll really miss the three of you." I say, looking down at the three graves belonging to Jakob, Lillian, and Leonardo Williams. "I didn't know that I could feel at peace after your death, but in a way, you leaving me brought Jada to me." I say as I sit in front of the middle grave, Leo's. It had been my mother's idea to leave the space in between, and at the time, I disagreed, thinking how it was selfish to think that Leo would occupy that space someday.

—Jake and Arthur watched the two holding hands on the bed. —All the bad things passed for the boss. —And for the chief too. They can’t be apart. They die of sadness. —Exactly. I’m going to talk to my little doll. I want to see her. I’m dying to see her —said Jake as he left the room. —Me too. —The two went out to the courtyard and made a video call. The girls were still at Bastien’s house, skipping classes and using Kate’s workshop to work on their project.