Jake From Twilight Novels & Stories

Jake was coming for her if those men were correct and her feelings were true. "Her father is an extremely wealthy and influential member of the pack. He's a scumbag, too," Connery added. "However, Jake... We've got an issue. He intends to mate her today, according to what I overheard when I was in that room. As in, very, very soon." A violent roar reverberated across the room, drawing everyone's attention to Jake. His long, sharp fangs fell, and his eyes glowed blazing yellow. He was succumbing to the animal within.

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.

Of course, Laura knew that Jake was timid only because it was his first timeHe is a werewolf, with an alpha bloodline and their roles will be reversed once he gets a taste of meat. But until then, Laura wanted to take advantage of this situation. Jake was lying on the bed, with his legs bent for his feet to touch the floor, and Laura stood between his legs and took in his naked form with hungry eyes. She really wanted to eat him up. Jake's eyes widened to the point of hurting as Laura placed her hot palms on his thighs and got on her knees in slow motion. He didn't breathe and his whole body jerked when her hot palm closed in on his shaft.

I lift my head and peer out in the distance, trying to see the Gulf. I see something else instead. “Is that a fucking cemetery?” I almost squeal before scoffing, and turning my back to the headstones rising in the distance. “Jesus Christ.” “Julia, come over here and meet Tanner Hendricks.” Jake waves me over, and I reluctantly obey, casting a glance over my shoulder at the creepy cemetery and the standing water all around it. We’ll have to do something about that. Tanner is tall with dark brown hair and a ruggedly handsome face. He looks like he chops wood and drinks straight whiskey. He probably wears flannel and has a Labrador, too.

With his effortlessly styled thick dark hair, piercing light blue eyes, and a jawline that could cut glass, Jake was undeniably attractive. In that moment, a whimsical thought danced through my mind: Could Jake someday be my king, and I his queen? "Everyone's watching it. Even you should too," I stuttered shyly, hoping to engage him in the conversation. "Not in this lifetime, princess," Jake retorted playfully, his words sending a rush of heat to my cheeks, turning my entire face a shade of crimson. The scene of Troy kissing Gabriella played out on the screen, and a smile automatically spread across my face. I couldn't help it—I was completely enthralled by their on-screen romance.

I was still in deep thoughts when I heard a male voice. "Hello , I am Jake" he said stretching forth his hand for a handshake. I realised he is the stranger I was admiring earlier. I noticed he was even more handsome than what I saw earlier, he was about 6 feet tall, well built and his six packs stuck out from his shirt. I also discovered he had the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen, short spiky hair which made him look more handsome and his voice sounded like that of an Angel. Well, I haven't seen any Angel in reality but I have seen them in movies.

She asked as her eyes darted to someone who was staring at her intently. “Alpha Damien of the Dark blood pack”, Jake whispered into her eyes and she gulped down hard. “He is hot, right?” Jake asked, but she rolled her eyes at him and darted her eyes away. He was quite strange. Ever since she walked into the party hall, that strange person didn’t take his gaze away from her. She didn’t like that because something about him was very unsettling. “What do you know about him?” She asked Jake, who was looking at one of the young female werewolves around.

I hold him in my arm and look at his innocent face. His presence is filling my rather cold heart with warmth and love. I barely know him, but I am already in love with him with my whole heart. I want to protect him with my life. He was a werewolf, unlike his mother. "Isn't he cute?" I said. "Yes just like me." Jake said beaming with joy. I looked at Brittany, she was weak, tired and exhausted. "What are we calling him." I asked

And, I’ve changed a lot! I guess Jake could tell my mood changed, lined up three more shots, and commented, “You know you’re handsome, I mean you’re the most sexiest man I’ve seen. Don't worry there's a woman for you. If you’re not very young yet, I’m all for you and let’s be honest. There wouldn’t really be any competition for me,” he gives me a wink. Jake was only 20, that bastard especially since he’s a werewolf who has looked 18 for the past three years. I'll admit he's handsome too but I don't really like him. He had gages and tattoos and had holes, which I went through, but I liked the woman who craved for me, who loved me as what I am.

She was surprised not because he was a man and could cook but because he was Jake, Billionaire Jake Topher who had people who did almost everything for him here at the mansion, she couldn't help but wonder how he could cook but she wasn't going to ask him. He took his seat, just a stool away from her, he almost forgot that he was also supposed to be hungry too or else he didn't have a reason to be here with her. "I am," he replied her last question but wasn't in a haste to eat like Victoria, he turned in his stool to face her. "So you agree I'm not gay but straight, why do you still say I am every time?" Victoria stopped chewing and let her eyes alone turn to meet his which had been watching