Novel & Cerita Jake Enhypen Real Name

He winked at me before walking down the stairs and rushing toward his car as I looked at the glass of orange juice and pushing it aside. “Rough night?” A man asked from beside me. I raised an eyebrow and turned to look at him, watching as he smiled. His hand had a phoenix tattoo, and judging by his scent, I could tell that the man was an Alpha. “And you’re choosing to forget about it by drinking orange juice?” “I don’t drink alcohol.” I said, and he chuckled before nodding at my stomach. “I can tell, your child’s heartbeat beats you to that.” He said, and I laughed. He extended his hand to me, and I raised an amused eyebrow. “Malakai, but friends call me Kai.”

“You can head out if you want. Don't wait for me” I walk over to the guy at the bar, swaying my hips sexily. This is what I need to get over Raymond and get my mind off Dylan. “Hey, handsome.” “Hey.” He eyed me up and down, and evidently found satisfaction because he pulled out a chair next to him. “Why don't you sit down?” “I know somewhere better.” I reach for his hand. “Coming ?” “Sure. I'm Jake .” “Kenzy.” We don't exchange any more greetings as I lead him to the bathroom.

Their cocks were already hard again — and they were massive, just like Kai had warned. The one who had double-penetrated the boy earlier stepped forward first. “I’m Jake,” he said with a cocky grin. He pointed to the others. “This is Drake, and that’s Lake. We’re triplets.” My eyes widened. Triplets. Three non-identical, extremely hot guys with the biggest cocks I’d ever seen. That was when it struck. The dorm name I'd seen in the door—DJL. “I’m… Reed,” I managed to say, voice hoarse.

We arrived at the studio and went to this room where there are numerous make-up artists and a rack filled with lingerie. “Ah, there is our model.” I squinted my eyes after seeing an unfamiliar face of a man, is this the manager he was talking about a while ago? I didn’t know that Sebastian had changed managers as well, “I am Zoey—Letisha Hearst Carter and you are?” “The manager and the owner of this brand, a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Carter,” He smiled brightly, “You can call me Jake.” “No wonder our actor has been over the moon lately, he seemed happy now that you are around.” He pointed out that made me silent, “A-Ahem, shall we start?”

His look is never complete without his tousled brown waves touching his shoulders, the mirrored shades, whether inside or out, and a sucker in his mouth. Gossip sites claim the sucker is always red and cherry flavored, as it has something to do with his childhood. It’s not something I gave much thought to until now. I mean, what grown man enjoys suckers in public? Flanking him is the quietest member of the band with the infamous, smoldering stare. Jake Johnson, the bass player, gives off powerful don’t-engage-with-me vibes. I’m surprised that his looks are even more potent in person. His bright blue eyes are like Eli’s. It states in his bio that his eyes are blue. I know that for sure. They’

I felt like approaching him to introduce myself or at least get his name, but I had to resist my feelings. Just staring at him from a far distance was okay. But I imagined myself hugging him. How I wished that fascination would be a reality, my first crush. Jake, that was his name. He is in his second year in high school, and he is a vocalist. He performs at a band called The Jackson Fellas with his troop of friends, Ray, Nicky, Troy, and Bruce. Jake was leaning by the stairs chatting with his bandmates. The whirlwind breezed through his hair, and he let the strands fall on his face. It made him look more charming, my cheeks were starting to ache from smiling wildly but I couldn't stop smili

He said sounding as angry as he takes a deep breath and they all look at me. “Oh! You don’t need to do that Jake. I already did.” I said sounding so amused remembering what I did to Henry’s face. I told them how I punch Henry after he slaps me. They all laugh at that as we continue walking down. My wet hair is now freely hanging on my shoulders. Jake suddenly stops walking when we arrive at the entrance of the forest where stalls of gift shops are located for tourists and where we park the car to the parking lot. There is this park and resort just on the opposite side of the forest so tourists are flooding there. I and the others also stop to see what Jake is doing when he walked towards a s

He paused again, looking at me intently and rolled his eyes. “So are we going to address this?” I asked when he wouldn’t talk. I needed to know exactly where I stand in this whole puzzle. It’s been a very informative and eventful day. Finding out I have a wolf and everything I thought was real was actually a lie. To finding out William’s is dead and my mate is his son. “What’s your name?” He asked, now taking out some papers from a file. “Elena.” He hummed, dropping the papers he took out of the file to thbe table. “I’m Jake, Elena.” He replied. My breathe hitched slightly upon hearing my name roll out of his mouth. It sounded smooth, so smooth and sweet coming from him.

“Who is he?” Jake finally got up, brushing dust off his expensive pants, and stared straight at me. “You really don’t know?” he said, walking toward me. I tried to stand my ground, but I kept stepping back. “Your parents didn’t tell you because they were embarrassed. My name is Jake. One of the twin of the Second Family.” The Second Family. My heart dropped. One of the four great families. Far bigger than the Midnights. “And,” Jake said, stepping closer, “I’m Dave Crown’s best friend and ally.”

"And who are you to speak in this matter? Who gave you the right?" Jake’s expression doesn’t change, but there’s a glint in his eyes—one I’ve never seen before. He steps even closer, his voice calm but carrying an authority that surprises me. "I have every right to speak in this matter," he begins, his tone unwavering. "Just as much as any of you." He pauses, letting the tension in the air build before dropping the bombshell. "And as far as my identity is concerned, I am Jake Adkins." The moment the name leaves his lips, a ripple of shock moves through the councilmen. Their faces pale slightly, eyes widening in recognition.