Jake English Novels & Stories

That is all. ‘Mate! Mate!’ Mina is screaming in my mind. “Look how handsome he is!’ She isn’t wrong to be fair. He is tall, muscular. With a headful of dark hair, short at the sides, but flopping into his face. His eyes are a piercing grey. And such a strong jaw, defined further by the stubble dotted along it. “Jake this Rose Cartwright” the woman next to him smiles “Rose, this is our Beta and business partner, Jake Joseph. I am Lilah Winters. My husband Knox is back at the pack at the moment, but is able to come along if you should need him to attend”

Jake had been about fifteen and had found the visit very boring. He had walked around the whole station and had found Seth in the evidence room going through the boxes. As he had entered the room Jake had given Seth a fright and had nearly shot Jake with the gun he had just found. “Who the hell are you and what you doing here?” Seth had asked Jake. “My dad The King has come to see if your dad is doing his job, I’m Prince Alekai Jakesworth but you can call me Jake. Take that gun off me before I have you

It couldn't be. I turned around in my seat. He was seated right beside me, his dark hair thicker than before; he looked healthier and so much better, clad in black denim, a black leather jacket over a black t-shirt that stretched over his broad chest to show me he'd spent the last couple of months working out a lot. He was wearing boots beneath. My breath caught in my throat, his caramel brown eyes danced with amusement and mischief. He was here! "My name's Jackson Wolfe, but you can call me Jack. What's your name, beautiful?"

A typical letter of that type would bring fun and endearment to the ones whom they loved, especially to their wives, bearing the letters SWAK (Sealed with a kiss). They understood that they needed some fun to keep them going amid all those graveness. They used to say this: “If you couldn’t have a good laugh sometimes, you’d go off your bloody head.” Cecil still bore the memory of odd characters every unit had. He remembered “Tikki” St. Helier from South Africa who was one of the smallest in the team. He had a brown, much-lined simian face. That man usually called Cecil “Huge Dick”, though Cecil had never reached 6 feet, and he just only weighed 10 ½ - 11 stone.

Emma had begged me to stay over for our usual end-of-year sleepover, complete with junk food, bad movies, and way too much cheap wine her dad pretended not to notice. Except this time, everything felt different. Jake was in the kitchen when I walked in, his broad back to me as he flipped burgers on the indoor grill. Six-foot-four of pure, disciplined muscle earned from fifteen years in the military before he retired to raise Emma alone. His dark hair was cropped short, silver just starting to thread through at the temples, and the tight black T-shirt he wore stretched across shoulders that looked strong enough to carry the weight of the world. Or me. God, the thought alone made my thighs pre

MIRANDA Jake, short for nothing because his parents' looked at him the day he was born and said to themselves 'This face looks like a Jake', made up for his boring, simple name with his looks and — above all — his knowledge. I had the pleasure of having a short conversation with him before the class could begin and I learned that he was both well-spoken and the complete opposite of my sister. Whereas she could have ruled a town named 'Grumpyville' her counterpart was all sunshine, rainbows, and freaking unicorns. He smiled more than me and every smile that graced his soft-featured face was nothing short of genuine. He was nineteen but had been teaching self-defense since the age of sixteen w

She nodded slowly without arguing again. Jake didn't play with his words. He drove her to campus. He even opened the door for Maria to get out of the car. Causing many pairs of eyes to turn to them. No, to be more precise with Jaccob. Who's do not know? Jaccob is a successful young businessman who is famous for his work as a playboy. After Maria got off, Jake immediately got into his car and drove off the campus. Meanwhile, Maria grew annoyed with Jake's behavior. Look, here are a lot of disapproving stares thrown at him for successfully luring a Jaccob Ainsley.

He asked curiously slipping his phone into the pockets of his Balmacaan coat. “My name is Jake Mackenzie,” he said with a confident smug on his face as he stepped closer to Kayden. “It’s thanks to you, I lost my job yet, so I thought I should say hi, I guess billionaires such as yourself aren’t concerned about how difficult it is for an ex-convict to get a job.”

He declared making my eyes go wide. "Nothing you do will help her plain Jane looks but you can try your best" Katie taunted smiling smugly in my direction, I ignored her as I glared at her boyfriend. "You cannot force me to marry you Jake, I'm mated to Jet and you know that!" I yelled, aware of the way the stylists were staring at me like I have lost my mind. According to them, who wouldn't want to marry Jacob Xavier? One of New York's finest most eligible bachelors and an under 30 CEO in the Forbes list. Only if they know the kind of monster he was.

Alex scoffed in disbelief. "It's really unbelievable, Your Highness. By the way, guess who I met today," Jake said to Alex. "Who did you meet, Jake? You know very well that I'm not good at guessing," Alex said to Jake. "Well, it's no one else than Dave, Mara's baby daddy, and to think that the fool was playing nice with me, only if he knew how much I wanted to strangle him with my very own hands, but then I remembered that it wasn't my job, but someone else's, so I decided to keep my calm and keep on playing the dumb guy," Jake said to Alex.