Jake Jagielski Novels & Stories

This helped me avoid being recognized by people around me, especially Jake. By the way, I'm also the reason why he lost his driver. I instructed Rogel to approach Jake's former driver to offer him an amount to resign. Then, I got him a job at Meadows Tower as part of the security team, where he met Jazz when I brought her to the Penthouse. Currently, as Jake Crystal's driver, I've yet to make a move against him. I've maintained my cover by excelling at my job, earning the trust and admiration of those around me, particularly Jake. Despite occasionally feeling the urge to crash the car when I'm driving him.

​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.

He looked old and sullen. The man to the right of Argus was a young man, about 20 at most with slick backed brown hair and a smattering of stubble along his face. He had a few scars and tattoos on his arms. He was the rapist father to one of the breeder's children. He was forced to work as a lowly warrior rather than the higher up one he was meant to become.

Though my nerves were acting up, Nia's support helped me maintain a calm demeanour, encouraging Kane to continue sharing his news. "They met with a woman named Elsa Hernandez. She reached out to David after seeing your video. According to her, she was Jake's school teacher from the age of ten until he dropped out at sixteen in a place called Samyspring, close to your settlement," Kane explained, causing my eyebrows to furrow in surprise. Jake had never mentioned this part of his past to me. "Jake was placed in a special needs class due to academic challenges, and among his peers was his friend, Timothy Dalton, who still resides in Samyspring," he continued, letting out a sigh as he unfolded

The climate in the room rises as hours count down to a critical moment of our assignment. Moving around the ill-organized table covered in maps and papers, the team gathers, standing in the midst of the preparations. Jake is looking straight at me, and although it is only for a few seconds, I can discern a shyness that does not often show itself. “How do you even manage it, Zea?” Jake’s voice is soft, his face intense. This is the question that was raised by the character: ’’Can I have fife being a mother and a killer at once?’’

Jake stated seriously. "I'll be inside call me if you need me." Cole stated following Gabby. Cole is already used to Jake's attitude he is rude and arrogant but he knows when to butt in a situation. Those punks had it coming. Jake hates it when someone talks trash about someone. He also has some anger issues. If things don't go his way he always settles things with a fight. He hates losing and he never loses a fight. He is an expert with man to man combat, gun and air strike. He was part of the air force for about 4 years. He was a great soldier. But more importantly he is a great friend. He never let his friends down.

From then our friendship started. Anyone can ask me why I don't like him. But that's not true. I like him. I really do. I just don't like him in a romantic way. There is no doubt he is handsome. Many girls have crush on him. Even a girl who was six years younger than him, once sent him love letters for a whole year. Jake plays cello. He plays basketball as a shooting guard. He's respectful to his parents. He has his own library consists of five thousand books. He's hot. He can speak in six different languages. In my word, he's a freak. But others think, he's perfect.

Sirah said giggling. Mirriam sneered and said, "my sister wouldn't do such a thing." "Oh, yeah? Then where did she get the pretty boy, then?" "Yes, he's pretty terrible…" Terah couldn't finish his sentence, seeing Dohana and the man coming back to the table. "He came back!" Dorah said laughing. "Well, James...what did you say your name was again? Nevermind, are you here to tell us who you are?" Jake smiled as he and Dohana sat down. "My name is Jake Larson, a Billionare business man from the city of LA. I own a chain of supermarkets and run a few branches of my marketing company, blue sky Marketing. I also…"

Her team all nod in agreement. “DDG?” I ask under my breath and Jake turns to look at me with his hands on his hips. He may be gay, but I know the guy could probably knock men bigger and scarier than me on their ass. Jake is an ex MMA fighter, but his passion is hair and flair, apparently from what Mouse found in his file. “Drop dead gorgeous. Come on, big boy, learn the lingo.” He says and we all chuckle. “Still, I don’t see why she would be jealous.” Melody says, her voice small and vulnerable.

“Oh, right. I know she is an Omega, and I can understand why you must be protective of her, but I care about her. And I know I can treat her right.” “Are you in the university?” Declan asks. “No, I, uh… Well I was…” Jake’s fingers dance nervously on the back of his notecards. “I dropped out.” “What do you do for work, then?” Hugh asks. “I work in my dad’s garage. He fixes cars.” “Are you a mechanic?” Wes asks. “Uh… no. I answer the phones,” Jake replies. He lowers his head, embarrassed. “You want to father Ollie’s children,” Declan says and I cringe hearing it aloud again. “How do you expect to support them longterm?”