Jake Park Novels & Stories

Jake asked, interrupting Lily’s thoughts. "Nothing," Lily quickly recovered and faked a smile. She drank her wine and poured more, gulping down three glasses in a row. "Woah." Jake laughed. He said, "Are you sure everything is okay, Lily?" Nodding her head, Lily answered, "Yes. I'm just pressured with work." Jake was an heir to a known construction company in Braeton, the Bass Power Construction. He was currently the Marketing Director. Lily met him through her brother, Liam.

"Yes, I have it in the back of my car." "Well, good. Let me show you to your office and you can get settled and I'll draft up the paperwork we need on you for your employment." Martha moved out of the office and Kari got up to follow after her. She let her eyes move along the various clippings of the paper, one in particular catching her eye. Jake. She stopped and reached up to touch the small paper, calling after Martha. "Hey... just real quick. Who is this?" Martha stopped and waddled back down the hall, pulling her glasses from her hair and reaching up to take the frame from the wall. "Oh yes. This is Jake Isaac. He's a great kid."

Guess it isn’t every day that they have guests from other packs over for dinner. “Theo, Brooke, these are my sisters,” Jax says nonchalantly, tossing a thumb in their direction and naming them off in order. “Jade, Jenna, and Juliet.” “I totally see the resemblance,” Juliet marvels, her eyes flickering between Theo and I. “Jaxy, how the hell did you miss that?”

I sat back and watched him, “then why don’t you ask me out? Or what are you? Jacob Aster’s lacky?” “What? No.” he stammered, “I just… you said you only date the richest guys. So you’d probably reject me, right?” “Probably.” I shrugged and closed my book. “What’s your name?” “Jake.” “Jake?” “Yeah, Jake.” “Like Jacob?” “No,” he answered immediately, “like… Jackline. It’s French.” “Okay.” I sat back and opened another book. “Well, I’m here to study. Do you want to study with me, or do you want to go tell Jacob Aster I’m also not interested in dating him?”

air, I was breathless. “We should probably not, Connor’s right downstairs—” “He said to lock the door.” Jake’s hands slid under the shirt I was wearing, his shirt. “Which implies we can continue. As long as we’re quiet.” “Jake—” “Unless you want to stop?” His fingers found bare skin, sliding higher. “We can stop if you want. Get some ice for my face. Be responsible adults.” I absolutely did not want to stop. “Lock the door,” I breathed. His grin was wicked despite the blood. “That’s my girl.” We tumbled back onto the bed, and he stripped the shirt over my head in one smooth motion, revealing that I was completely naked underneath. “No underwear?” His eyes went dark. “Were yo

Jake turned his head in anger as he bit his lower lip frustratedly, Zayn's phone chimed and he raised it to read the message on his screen, he scoffed with a smirk and Jake looked confused. "You seem to appear more pathetic by the minute. Jake McCall, 28 years old, not in a current relationship, unemployed..." Zayn paused and gave a mockful chuckle as Jake's face held his confused gape while Zayn kept reading from his screen "...you still live with your mom- and that's quite the loan you have in your name," "How the hell did you know that?" Jake glared impatiently and swapped at Zayn's phone but Zayn drew his hand back just in time. "who the hell are you?"

He said seriously. "What the fuck bro? I'm not a donkey!" He growled. "Says the man who dressed up as a donkey at my birthday party when I was 14." Max deadpanned. "I thought it was a dressing up party!" He reasoned. "Whatever, Jay this is Jake, Zach and Lydia son. And Jake this is my g—" "I already know my dear prince, you are his girlfriend, the queen it's such an honour to meet you. I am Jake Jacobs, the strongest knight in Raven." He introduced himself.

For the elite guard to grace their home meant something monumental was happening—whether a blessing or a curse, she didn't know. Jake stepped forward, bowing low as the commander approached. “Is that her?” the Kingsguard asked, his sharp eyes locking onto Calista. “Yes, Sir Braavos,” Jake replied eagerly. “Her name is Calista Caitlynn. Nineteen, a maiden, and a virgin. I am certain the Alpha will find her suitable.” Sir Braavos signaled his men, and a heavy iron box filled with gold coins was handed over to Jake in exchange for his daughter.

I ordered a third drink, the alcohol fuzzing the edges. That's when I saw it. Through the hazy window by the booths, a familiar car pulled up outside—a shiny black SUV, the kind rich kids drove. Jake's. He stepped out, all cocky in his designer jacket, hair slicked back. But he wasn't alone. Some blonde slut climbed out the passenger side, giggling as he pulled her close. They kissed right there in the parking lot, his hands grabbing her ass, tongues sloppy and urgent. She wasn't from our school—older maybe, tits fake and spilling out her top. He pressed her against the car, grinding like he owned her.

a voice said from the doorway, making me jump about three feet in the air. The man leaning against the frame was someone I knew as Kane’s pack member or side kick—Jake, I remembered from last night’s chaotic introductions. He had dark skin, intelligent brown eyes, and the kind of casual confidence that suggested he was used to being the smartest person in the room and didn’t feel the need to prove it. “Couldn’t sleep,” I admitted, pulling the blanket more tightly around myself even though I was fully clothed in borrowed sweatpants and a t-shirt that probably belonged to one of the pack members. “My brain won’t shut up about everything that’s happened.”