Jake Martin Degrassi Novels & Stories

"I'm aware of that, but I'm not looking to replace their therapists. I simply want to offer my services on a voluntary basis, providing additional support and insights to those facing their impending executions." Jake leaned back in his chair, considering Athena's words. "Have you discussed this with Dr. Martin?" he inquired, referring to their superior. Athena nodded eagerly. "Yes, I've already approached Dr. Martin about my proposal, and he was supportive of the idea. He sees the potential benefits it can bring, both for the inmates and for my professional growth." Jake's expression softened as he heard Dr. Martin's name mentioned. "Well, if Dr. Martin has given his recommendation, then I

"I know, I know. I should have told them to clear the place before we got here. But what's a club without a crowd and music, right?" Damien just frowned at him. Within minutes, the club manager came running over. He already knew Jake as the son of the oil mogul, Donald Hartmann. Jake was famous for his expensive lifestyle and for spending massive amounts of money wherever he went. However, the manager was even more shocked when he spotted Damien Blackwood standing next to him. Staring at Damien, the manager stammered, "Oh my god... Mr. Blackwood. I can't believe you are here." He began stepping closer to Damien, but Jake quickly pulled him back.

Jacob Reeves did indeed struggle from scratch when he founded Security Black. He worked tirelessly to build a company that was looked down upon by his adoptive father, Nicklaus Hunter. The cold-hearted, iron-fisted man who kicked him out for refusing to marry a woman chosen to strengthen the Hunter Group's business network. The woman now sitting beside Jayden Kingston, the half-American, half-African man who now served as Minister of Defense. Compared to Jayden, Jacob was indeed far more handsome and charming. Especially now that he still looked dashing at the age of fifty.

I said, maintaining my business smile. “Okay Mrs. McCall, if that is how you want it, who am I to reject?” Jake said with a playfully wink. But his face instantly became serious which greatly surprised me. I guess like his friend, Charles, knew how to switch emotions when it was time for business. “I guess you are unfamiliar with my face but I will introduce myself and my business here properly, I am Jake Mickelson, CEO of Mickelson industries limited and we are looking forward to expanding our business which we have included Florida in our investment portfolio,” he said.

I replied to Jordan and ruffled his hair again before I said goodbye to him. "Alpha Michael, "Jordan called me again and I glance at him with a raised brow. "Hmm?" "I'm not eating vegetables," Jordan said smirking and then he quickly ran back to his room. I just shook my head smiling softly as I walk towards the penthouse. As I was walking near the penthouse, I can't help but frown when I saw Maddox–my beta or second-in-command, pacing back and forth at the door. Maddox is in charge of the pack whenever I'm in a council meeting or I have some errands to do to the neighboring packs. I don't know what's going on with Maddox right now but it feels like something is troubling him looking at his

"Yes, I can say that,' Alexandro said. “I won’t join your manhunt, if that’s what you’re asking. But I will tell you this—there are others out there. Beyond my kingdom. Beyond yours. Not all creatures respect our war or our women.” Alexandro’s eyes narrowed. “You know something.” “I know rumors. I’ve heard whispers of a new power rising from the east. A rogue named Maeron. Not a wolf. Not quite human. Something... older. I thought he was a myth.” “Why would a myth take my mate?” Valerian’s expression darkened. “You’ll have to find that answer yourself.” Alexandro’s jaw tightened. He didn’t trust Valerian. He never would. But what he said sounded real.

Even senior hunters like Kiara Decker, Grisha Frowler, and Akash Bakshi did not make any less of him. Jake was also famous for having a very lackadaisical personality. He detested going to events, parties, and even inter-clan meets. He rarely competed for battle tournaments and leaderboards positions. When several clans' prodigies were trying to earn a name for themselves and their clans, Jake rarely came out of his lukewarm bubble. Even his clan members were stressed about his fickle behavior. This had led others to believe that Jake Collins was a vulgar and unpleasant guy.

It was Jake. Not Tristan.

I answered. “Jake is a complete gentleman; he’s amazing in bed, and as for how much he earns…that’s none of your business. Happy now?” “Not completely,” Tiffany said. “Well, I’m afraid you’re going to have to be happy with that because he’s on his way over here.” “Fuck,” Martin said, and then he made a beeline toward the buffet. “You guys don’t have to leave,” I pointed out, but Adelaide and Tiffany gave me nervous smiles.