Novel & Cerita Jake Maddox Books

but i must save jake, he's probably hurting or hungry somewhere" "we need to think through if you want to hand over a madrees to a stranger who's probably a psycho?" "why other choice do i have?don't you get me jason? jake is i'm danger just because i couldn't turn down some sukb school project and got him involved with the pack house" "too bad" "wait jason i remember, the person who took jake captive is a teacher, my history teacher" jason stares at nadir in disbelief like she had just gone crazy and all,

Maddox stepped in. His gaze found me instantly—then dropped to the stack of books, the open pages, the legal pad full of my neat, frantic list. His eyes narrowed slightly. Not angry. Alert. “Couldn’t sleep,” he said. It wasn’t a question. He glanced at Rowan lounging in the chair and then looked back at me. I lifted my chin and tried to look like a woman casually reading about wolf bonds at one in the morning. So. Very. Normal. “Insomnia,” I said lightly. “Happens when prosecutors and break-ins are your hobbies.”

He traced his way to the passage hall that led to Jake's office; he could still remember vividly when he came to ask him to help clear some stubborn wolves during the war with them. Reaching for the door handle, he pushed the bronze wood and it gave its way, revealing a neat office with a stack and pile of books by the right and a handsome Jake whose head was buried in the white papers without raising his head. “Check on Hazel, Derrick, I need to be sure she's still sleeping and the effect of the juice already working its way in her belly.” Jake said, flipping through the neck page of the letters he had received but he stiffened immediately at the powerful scent that wafted through his nostr

I checked. And then I saw him. Jace Steadman. Sitting on the large sofa with a book in hand. Glasses on. Sweater sleeves pushed up. Looking like a Christmas-themed sin. He wasn’t even pretending not to look at me this time. His eyes lifted the second I stepped inside, lingering for a beat too long, too focused — then he lowered them back to his page as if the damage wasn’t already done. My pulse tripped over itself. Lena nudged me. “Girl, relax. He’s just reading.”

And as tough and big and scary as I thought Jake was in the month I’ve spent with him constantly degrading me, he looks like nothing compared to Maddox now with his lanky body and terrified eyes that are about to pop out of that head of his. Maddox clears his throat, jerking Jake’s body further at the crowd just to keep everyone on their toes. “Jake here has been serving the last fifteen years of his life here in the castle’s dungeon after he SEXUALLY assaulted multiple young children, all under the age of twelve years old! Even with a group of the Dark Realm's most dangerous criminals, nearly all of them go silent in shock of hearing Jake’s charges. I do too, but I doubt their ruthless hear

“Tell me. We share secrets. I’ve told you mine already.” “That you really like bad daddies.” She bit her lip, “A-huh. You know me,” and giggled sultrily. I sighed, shaking my head. “It’s not like that. Jake is... complicated. There’s a whole other side to him that I’m trying to understand. It’s not just about the physical stuff.” Sasha leaned in, her eyes sparkling with curiosity, “So, what is it? Tell me everything. Is he in some secret society? Does he have a dungeon or something? Come on, spill!”

"What do you take me for, a pauper?" "I take you for a person without scruples." He shoves the cash back into his wallet. "Come on, Wendy. She's faking us out. She doesn't know where Igor is." As much as I want to get away from this woman now, I also don't want to leave the bookshop. It's cozy and warm, and I'm so tired. I just want to curl up on a chair like the cat. Alec is probably right, though. She's just yanking us around. I turn, following him to the door.

I needed a cold drink of some sort. Heading through the open space I grabbed the bottle of shots from the counter. I couldn’t believe he was naked and I saw him naked. I knew Jake wouldn’t like that. Why was he naked? And where was Jake? Finding a glass I poured myself some of the red liquid. If you are not reading this novel on Job’ni’b.com, some sentences are incomplete. Visit J o b nib.com to read the complete sentences for free. Bringing it to my nose I inhaled the cherry essence before downing it in one. Just as I was about to pour another one the hairs on the back of my neck stood, I could feel the goosebumps appearing on my arms.

*Jake’s Pov* I have been away from my pack long enough and I refuse to go back without my fucking Luna. I made it past the fuckers’ borders. My spy tells me he saw Maddy going into the Mall downtown, alone. Only an idiot would let her wonder around freely without any guards. Now look at how lucky I am to get her all to myself.

Only this time instead of an overpriced suit the man now wore and brown and tan plaid button down shirt tucked into a pair of pleated khaki pants. "Mrs. Maddox, it's lovely to see you again." I accepted the hand he held out for me. "Thank you, James. You can call me Saraid." He retrieved my bags from the trunk and stowed them under the plane. "James is a dear friend of mine and Liam's. He is a warlock. From your coven to be exact," explained Chase. I examined James from a distance. "He's on our side you said?"