Jake Mason Pjo Novels & Stories

“He doesn't look like someone that can have such deep conflict with anyone when I saw him with Lila last night.” I sighed, “I hope whoever did that is caught soon; this dorm has to be safe." I muttered. Mason clenched his fist." That damn Jake is such bad luck; bad things happen immediately when he shows up." He hissed. “We have to do our best and catch him soon, or these bad things will keep happening.” “Yeah, we have to catch him soon, not because of his bad luck, because I don't believe in that, but we have to catch him because he is dangerous.” I said.

The air was crisp with the promise of dawn as Jake tightened his leather armor, preparing for the hunt. His eyes held a mix of worry and determination, the lines of tension etched into his face deepening as he turned to me. I stood in the doorway of our room, arms crossed, pretending to be calm. "You don’t have to do this alone," I said softly. Jake stepped closer, his presence grounding. "This is something I need to do. Jacob is my responsibility, Prisca. He’s done enough damage, and it’s time I put an end to it."

hearing a growl again o shake my head seeing three guys with mom and Uncle Miles,they have black hair tan skin and green eyes and fuck why are all the guys freaking smoking hot damnit I'm gonna need new panties today , so getting ready for Jake I took off my crop top to reveal my dark purple sports bra hearing another growl I ask Jake. jade : are there wolves here Jake I don't think I remembered to ask Uncle Miles . Jake: laughed at me, are you kidding me were in the forest Jade. Jade: you know what ,you don't have to be an ass it's just a question. Jade's pov. you know what with that I jumped up and kicked him I the head as fast as I could his head made a snap sound I hope I didn't break hi

I was no idiot; I saw how uncomfortable he was. “Can you go to your room? Mummy will be up to see you,” I asked, and he nodded and bounced off. “So you have a kid? Who is my father?” Jake asked. For a moment, I saw a smile on his face. "It's Michael's. He is the next Alpha to the Nexton pack,” I said, and immediately Jake's face fell like a pack of cards. And I loved it. ************************************************************************************* “See anything you like?" I looked up. There was a woman smiling at me.

He would do anything to ignore his responsibilities as the next heir to the royal mafia family till the day he finally stops fooling around and be ready to accept his future as a leader and a responsible mafia Don. But or now, Jake thinks he has a lot of fun years ahead of him till that expected day will come. Since he's still 18, he attends Pendleton high, the biggest and the only private school in Los Angeles where gang's and Mafia's from all around the world sends their children to. He owns and drives insanely fast cars, has the hot girls and the popularity he needs to keep his mind off his future for a while. Now meet Madison May.

“Okay! Not the point! The point is—Mason, you can’t threaten boys for talking to your sister.” “I wasn’t threatening,” Mason argued. “I was… warning.” “That’s the same thing,” Emma snapped. Mason looked genuinely offended. “I’m protecting you.” Emma threw her hands up. “I don’t need protecting! I’m ten, not two!” Mason puffed his chest. “Ten is still small.” Emma glared. “You’re ten too!” Mason said proudly, “Yes. But I’m ten with a plan.” Jaxon coughed to hide his laugh. “A plan.”

​Before the engine could even cut out, the heavy oak front door of the main house slammed open. ​"Look who finally decided to bring the hostage!" a loud, booming voice echoed across the lawn. ​Jacob "Jake" Bill lounged on the porch railing, a half-eaten green apple in one hand and a basketball spinning effortlessly on the index finger of his other. Jake was nineteen, six-foot-one, with a messy, sun-bleached brown crew cut and sharp green eyes that always looked like they were searching for the nearest source of entertainment. He was Mike's childhood shadow—wherever Mike went, Jake was usually raiding the fridge or causing a scene close behind.

That would be just like a dragon. She couldn’t help sneaking another glance as he crossed the room. That was when he noticed her and stopped in his tracks. His silver eyes glinted as they caught hers, and she was certain she saw a hint of his dragon. Okay, she counseled herself. Enough with the dragon shifter shit. Jack is not a dragon, even if he looked like smoke should have been curling from his nostrils and he was about to breathe fire. “Jack. Carter,” Mason said, getting to his feet and reaching over his desk to shake hands with the two men. “I’m so glad you could make it on short notice.”

Alaric rolls his eyes. His gaze returns to me. “I'm Mason.” “Poppy.” “I know.” Of course he does. Mason looks at Bastian on my other side. Then Alaric. Then Jake. Then Leo. His eyebrows lift slightly, and I brace myself. Here we go. Instead, he surprises me and nods towards Jake. “You're the healer?” Jake lifts his chin slightly. “Yes.” “Ewan's going to fucking love you.” “Why?” Jake blinks.

Mason even stares at his screen, waiting for an answer. -Jace: Why is Norali asking? New career path? -Jace: If so, I could offer some tips. She should practice in front of me. He did not just text that to my brother. Mason, unfazed, snorts. "My name would be The Professor’s Slut," I joke, though nerves bubble in my stomach. Mason shakes his head, looking disappointed. "You’re disgusting," he mutters. -Mason: Not you pushing my baby sister into p**n.