Jake English Novels & Stories

Witches and wolves don’t get along, but what does it mean when Arla is both? Jake was very tall, and very good looking. He was nineteen years old and had close-cropped black hair and striking sea-blue eyes. He spent a lot of time training outdoors, and his skin was permanently sun-kissed as a result. And oh, the muscles. He had muscles upon muscles.

Jake was indeed confused about what he was asking. Both he and Jade might be using vulgar language often, but they are still highly educated and their way of asking and answering a question is different from these gangsters. “Jake… Jake, he meant to say what's your name?” Jake heard Kingsley's voice through the little Bluetooth inserted in his ears. He wanted to thank Kingsley, but he knew perfectly well that he can't. “Morgan… I go by Morgan. " The group then relaxed their face a bit before they turned to the other group hosting Kingsley.

I watch Dean and Jake talk, and it makes my heart swell. My mom enters the dining room, carrying the food in a hot pot. She sets it down and begins serving everyone, including Dean, who eagerly digs into his plate. “So, Jake, what do you do?” Mom asks, taking her seat. I shift uncomfortably in my chair and frown. “Mom, come on. Don’t.” Jake chuckles softly, glancing at me before answering. “It’s okay, Rachael. I don’t mind.” He turns to my mom with a polite smile. “I’m a businessman. I invest in companies, and I owned a restaurant, but it burned down.”

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.

Jason giggles slightly at Tabitha, she popped out of nowhere one minute she was in the car and another minute she's out here, He access her, short but a little plump, brunette and has an Irish accent, judging by her outfit he could tell she is from an average class, Raising his hands to shake her Jake walks out of the car sluggishly, his bag hanging just above his shoulder, Jason gazes at Jake unsure of what to think about him, his handsome features are enough for Jason to dislike him immediately, First he has to keep up with the mate no mate thing and now he has to deal with another teenager head over heels for nadir.

He asked me. “Kai gave me my inheritance. We’ll be okay,” I said to him. “So what’s our plan, Jake?” He asked me. Slade has always called me Jake. He shortened Jericho Kiran to JK and that became Jake mainly because he had a speech impediment as a child and couldn’t pronounce his R’s until he was fourteen, but by that time Jake had stuck. “We’ll buy a house, get settled, register for school–” I began but he interrupted me.

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.

Jeremy began but got cut off by Jake T, a seven-foot tall alpha; “Dude, your mind ain’t here.” Jake T growled. “Hell, even my mind ain’t here and he ain’t my fucking mate. Tell us what we wanna hear so we can all get the fuck outta here. I can’t believe you actually rebelled when the Lady gave you that.” He jabbed his forefinger in Ryan’s direction.

The engagement party was in a few hours. Jack couldn't bring himself to even pretend that he cared about it. Jess had been handling everything by herself since he literally barked at her to leave him alone. He wired her the funds and asked her to do whatever she wanted with the party. His mother was going to show up and be happy, that was all that mattered to him. It didn't matter if Jack himself was miserable, he was doing what needed to be done. He was doing right by her, fulfilling her desires.

It was the designated smoking section of the church, and there were a handful of guys taking advantage of it. "Jake Isaac. How are you, son?" One of the older guys turned and extended his hand. "You still up in New England, son?" "A Yankee now, hm, boy?" Another one moved in for his handshake. "Not sure you can take the country out of the boy, Mr. Jackson." Jake shook hands as the guys gave him hell. He shot the shit with them for a few minutes until Kari moved toward him. "Who's this pretty thing?" Mr. Jackson moved up and extended his hand. "Please don't tell me you're dating this rascal."