Jake Jagielski Novels & Stories

All you do all day is stay home and paint! Is he lying to give a good impression? Ryder narrowed his eyes at Jake. Sly fox! "What job?" Henry asked. Calmly, Jake picked up his fork and knife and looked at Henry, secretly feeling quite confident. Yet he didn't dare to look at Ryder when he answered. "I own a few galleries in a couple of towns and work as a writer too. I have published a few books so far and I'm recently working on a new one." As he said this, the expressions on Michelle and Henry got better, but Ryder kept staring at Jake like she was seeing him for the first time. This is Jake, right? My Jake? When.... How... Why don't I know anything about this!!!

he looked at her with determination, and he didn’t stop smiling calmly. Gloria nodded. She was quite satisfied. Prodigy? That’s bull crap if there is no hard work. “Oh! Sorry! I forgot to introduce myself,” He said before chuckling, “Good afternoon. My name is Jacob Peterson, but everyone calls me Jake. Professor Henry probably mentioned me to you already.” “Hi Jacob, if you don’t mind me asking. How old you?” She could not help but ask instead. Jacob looked at her with joy, and her question did not disturb him at all and with a firmness that she did not expect he said, “I am 32 years old.”

I’m sure tonight’s meeting will be anything but, and as an actual participant for this one, I’m taking everything in. When we step inside the packhouse, I take stock of who’s there already- Gray’s the first one I see, posted up on a couch beside Reid and flanked by two other guys who must be their betas. Jax’s dad, Alpha Damian, is nearby chatting with the host of tonight’s meeting, Alpha Vaughn. Damian spots us as we enter, cutting his conversation with Vaughn short as he tosses us a wave and makes his way over. “So?” he asks, looking to Jax expectantly. “Have I got a fourth daughter or what?”

Jonas smirked upon hearing Jake's voice and his rhetorical query. WHO said he had to answer? his sparkling eyes and smiles said it all. Jake was a lawyer, unlike Jonas and Maxwell who happened to be business killers. The three guys were childhood bodies. Jake was following his father's steps as the only son of the current chief justice. His father was the head of the state's judiciary and he was one of the best lawyers in the country.

Jacob approached me as I walked into the kitchen. “So what’s the deal boss, why are we here?” I grabbed the bottle of scotch from the self and a glass. I poured myself a glass and sipped it. Jacob stared at me waiting for an answer. I flashed a devilish grin at him. “We are going to war.” He looked at me, confused. “With who and why?” I finished my drink and set the glass down. “Joseph King. He shouldn’t have double-crossed me.”

Jake is the quiet, smart kid of this team, he for some reason looks up to me and while this might appeal to others, it makes my stomach clench. “The ‘day’ is almost here, we have to eliminate every possibility before we can dismiss it as a coincidence.” I tell him, leaning over Jake’s computer and looking through Jesse’s records myself, this time I avoid looking at his picture. He grew up in a small town far south, and after high school he hasn’t gone back, I wonder why. No college attended as well. “Free lance art curator, is that an actual thing?” I ask, still reading. Jake makes a small noise at the back of his throat, adding no comment.

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.

His arms instantly engulfed her in a hug as he whispered something in her ear for only her to hear, made her giggle in response. The other three girls starred them in awe. Jake was a senior. He was in the last year of university pursuing a degree in business. Whilst the girls were in their second semester. Selena and Mary were pursuing business, whereas Linda and Rosella were in the doctorate section. Jake had wavy blonde hair which was always tied in a man bun. His chocolate brown eyes were so brown that you could see your reflection in it. His body was fit due to being the captain of the basketball team.

"I'm Jake, by the way. And you look like someone who's been wrestling with the same chapter for hours." How could he possibly know that? Emma clutched her pen tighter. "What makes you say that?" "The defeated slump of your shoulders, the aggressive laptop closing, and the fact that you've been unconsciously tapping out the rhythm of 'help me' in Morse code on the table for the past five minutes." Emma's hand stilled. She had been tapping. "You know Morse code?" "Former Eagle Scout. Also, current insomniac who reads way too much." Jake leaned back in his chair, studying her with those unnervingly perceptive green eyes. "So what's got you stuck? Plot hole? Character motivation? Or..."

Again. Jake: You're making this very easy for me. Amelia: I know. It's becoming a problem. 10:18 p.m. Jake: Can I ask something else? Amelia: You're very inquisitive. Jake: Occupational hazard. Amelia: What's your occupation? Jake: Architect. I own a practice. Amelia: Really? That's actually quite cool. Jake: You don't sound convinced. Amelia: I was expecting something dramatic. Spy.