Jake Maddox Books Novels & Stories

"Winter, I am heartbroken and destroyed." Winter put a hand on hers and tightened gently. "Where are you living?" she asked. "That I don't tell you..." Pidge answered. "Alright...take your time and just know that we are only a phone call away," Winter smiled. _____________________________________ Maddox had landed to Alaska airport, the spark of hope still rising somewhere in his heart. He shrugged his coat and stepped in his car. "Where to, Mr Dasher?" asked the driver and he answered, "Take me to every bakery..."

She nodded slowly without arguing again. Jake didn't play with his words. He drove her to campus. He even opened the door for Maria to get out of the car. Causing many pairs of eyes to turn to them. No, to be more precise with Jaccob. Who's do not know? Jaccob is a successful young businessman who is famous for his work as a playboy. After Maria got off, Jake immediately got into his car and drove off the campus. Meanwhile, Maria grew annoyed with Jake's behavior. Look, here are a lot of disapproving stares thrown at him for successfully luring a Jaccob Ainsley.

"Every fucking time, man! I was this close and you ruined my fucking concentration." "Fuck you," Mack says as he unzips his pants and pulls out his cock, stroking it slowly. "Pull the covers back. I wanna watch and I'm sick of waiting for my turn." "Sasha wouldn't give it up tonight?" I challenge as the covers are flung off the bed, revealing Santos and I in all our naked glory. Mack's nostrils flare as his eyes rake over my body.

Maddison Nox, age 15, was accused of the illness that led to the death of her former Luna, for which she was banished from her pack by a grieving Alpha Richard. She was supposedly found lying dead in the forest in the early morning hours by the young future Alpha of Iron Mountain - Rick and his sister Jessica. They alerted the guards, who came to the scene and retrieved the body back to the pack hospital to be examined by the resident doctor. The same man who treated the late Luna Jenifer until her untimely death.

"Hi. I'm Kim... from the bookstore." Hearing the word "bookstore", Jake was finally able to recall who this girl was. She worked in the bookstore where he usually bought books to use as references for his writing process... Or painting... an artist gotta do what an artist gotta do to achieve perfection. The internet can't always be trusted. Besides... Jake loved the way this girl called Kim, who worked as a cashier in the bookstore, looked when he bought random books about grave digging, self-made poisons and explosions, guns, and even exorcism. Thinking about it, Jake wanted to laugh.

He glanced back at Camille “Pack what you want. Derrick will get everything. Make sure you bring all of the books by Grace Moon. I want Jake to look at them.” “Okay.” Camille nodded. But for now, Maddox needed to talk to Finn before he did something stupid like expose their underworldly counterpart to Sally.

“No, I am talking about Jacob. He is now the Alpha of their pack, and he just got married to a woman named Lucy. She was an Alpha’s daughter, Bethany. Just like you before becoming a rogue.” “He got married? When?”

Gamma Jack He tries to sound calm and confident but he sounds more like a scared child just like he is. “I'm from Alpha Ashton's pack.” Bollocks! Ryder takes a step towards him but no one else moves a muscle, Ryder won't hurt him. The boy... Jake moves back a step but he's not quick enough to escape Ryder and soon finds himself in Ryder's grip and being pulled toward us. “Are you going to kill me?” His voice is small as Ryder brings him to stand just a foot or two in front of us.

"If they offer you money, take it, if they don't, you write it down in this book. They might not look it, especially Simon here who doesn't look part of the living, but they self-monitor pretty well and they'll come pay their tabs by the end of the month, you don't need to worry about that though." "Ok." I nod again, feeling like one of those dogs a few of my foster parents had in the front of their cars. "Tell me a bit about yourself, Jake. How did you end up with Maggie?" I must look horrified by his demand to know about my life, because he goes back to expression number two, dropping his grin and narrowing his eyes again.

My breath hitched as I looked up— Straight into the stormy blue eyes of Jake Blaze. Of course. Of course it was him. He stood there with tousled black hair, a leather jacket, and that infuriating smirk that could charm a snake. He was Willow Court High’s walking red flag—the kind parents warned daughters about and teachers pretended not to fear. “Sorry!” I squeaked, scrambling for my books before I cried or screamed—whichever came first. Jake didn’t bother responding. He just walked away, his friends snickering as he joined them.