Jake Maddox Books Novels & Stories

I was sure he was trying to trigger something within me, but before I could react, Jake was talking again. “Maddox’s properties are all connected to the pack and will be turned over to Nadine as the new Alpha of the Dark Forest. Unfortunately, Maddox had nothing. His private account and properties were also gone.” “What do you mean?” I asked, my forehead creasing. I was sure there were some properties that were still under Dark Forest’s name because Arlo and Kenzo helped me collate them to see if we could sell some to raise funds. “He had more debts than money, Nadine,” Jake said, and my hand on the table involuntarily coiled into a fist.

Grandpa David added. “And we’ve heard of Jake and Jace’s reputations, but are they all true?” Grandpa Theo asked back. No one said a word after that because he was right — every Alpha had been smeared with a bad reputation, depending on who you asked. “I already asked trackers to give me more information about him, his females, past and present, and the people he killed,” Jace stated. “Maddox’s current Beta is not his original Beta, and there were rumors he was the one that killed him.” Alpha Jake added.

I couldn’t help but smile at the fascination that sparked in his eyes. “What on bloody earth is that?” he asked. “A magic mirror,” I teased before explaining to him the best way I could what exactly a television set was. I asked if he wanted to watch a movie, recalling the extensive DVD collection we’d found earlier that night. I asked him to pick a movie and he returned with two interesting picks: Chicago and the Godfather. It was almost a reflection of the kind of person that he was – a musician and a killer whose loyalty to family stood above all else – either way, tormented, with darkness constantly looming over him.

"I guess that I wasn't aware that vampires could even have children, other than in Twilight." Lance chuckled. "We can... with human mothers. Our son is a dhampir… like in Twilight." He laughed at his own joke. When the elevator doors opened, he stepped out and I followed. "Maddox, please tell Xander and Elias that I will take it from here." Maddox nodded once. "Yes, Mr. Steel." Then he headed down the hallway and stopped before a door. When he opened it, the blood-curdling screams of a man came from inside.

Every step felt like poetry—her body finally free of the weight of leadership, the pressure of prophecy, the question of “what comes next.” Beside her, Maddox ran with smooth, effortless grace. His coat, a rich blend of smoky gray and steel, shimmered as he weaved between tree trunks. Occasionally, he nudged her shoulder with his muzzle, that ever-playful energy of his buzzing beneath his skin. He was the storm to her silence—the thunder that followed her lightning.

They say your life flashes before your eyes when death is imminent. That's not quite true. It's a perpetually fast stream of dreams, failures, and fucking what ifs. Or at least, that's how it was for me. People call me Mak but my real name is Madison Abigail Kinlock. I'm standing in an underground parking garage in downtown Phoenix with pepper spray pointing at a cheating douchebag. The temperature is over a hundred degrees, and sweat is dripping down my brow and into my eyes, causing them to burn. The douche, Harry Dandridge, seems to think his bat will one-up my pepper spray. He could be right.

she asked, her voice sugary sweet, though the venom underneath was impossible to miss. I didn’t look up from my book. “Busy.” Tammy huffed, clearly annoyed by my lack of interest. “Well, he should make time for me. After all, I’m supposed to be the next Luna.” I snapped my book shut, glaring at her. “Don’t count on it.” She smirked, tilting her head in that infuriating way of hers. “We’ll see.” Before I could respond, the door opened, and Jake walked in, looking as effortlessly powerful as ever. His presence filled the room, and I had to force myself not to stare.

I informed her, and she smiled. “Aiden will be leaving the pack to retrieve our spell books from our home tomorrow.” “Alright. I'm sure Jax and Tyler will be thrilled to accompany him. It's not safe out there.” I asserted with a nod and as I was walking away, she said, “hey, Alpha. Thank you.” “Sure. We are family now.” I nodded.

Jake Morrison and his crew of three other guys, all bigger and meaner than me, surrounded me like wolves closing in on prey. "Look what we have here," Jake sneered, snatching the book from my hands. "Rich boy thinks he's better than us because he reads fancy books." "I'm not trying to cause any trouble," I said quietly, reaching for my book. "I just want to read in peace." "Peace?" one of his friends laughed. "You think you deserve peace? You show up here in your daddy's expensive car every morning, but you walk around acting like you're poor. What kind of game are you playing?"

Recommended song: heartbroken Kiki. . When Jeremiah arrived in the land of Agios, the land of werewolves, he was only but a twenty eight year old young man with a driving passion of power and wealth. What he wanted was not in fact to become the duke, it wasn’t also to inherit his father’s extreme wealth. It was so he could prove to his brothers that they had been wrong about him all this time and he was always a step ahead of them.