Jake Park X Michael Myers Novels & Stories

John Legend all of me blast the speakers while we dance. " you are the most stunning thing I have ever seen "he comments looking me straight in the eyes I mean I am single " Thank you , you look good as well" I am Jacob " I am Amanda " Nice to meet you I definitely want your number seeing you in this dress has had me thinking not so nice things " I smile as I am about to reply Mr Parker slides in "May I have this dance " Ben E king stand by me soothes the crowd as Mr Parker takes my hand he pulls me so close I can smell his cologne he always smelled good.

Alex teased, his smile warm, his hand guiding her inside, his joy infectious. But as they entered the living room, Lauren’s breath froze, her eyes widening, shock coursing through her. There, at Alex’s polished dining table, sat three figures, their laughter cutting off, their plates clinking. Jake, Alex’s cousin, his smirk familiar; and Melissa McCarthy, her blonde hair gleaming, her smile venomous, her presence a betrayal in Alex’s sanctuary.

Meanwhile, Jake received an anonymous email. The moment he opened the attachment, his pupils snapped wide with shock. It was a video clip of Brenda and Michael completely naked, going at it in the backseat of a car. "Honey, I lost all my money gambling again yesterday," Michael whined. "I don't have a single dollar left for food right now." Brenda pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. "What are you scared of? You've got me. I'll steal Jake's money to take care of you. I won't let you starve."

Couples talking over espresso. Jake was sitting in the back corner. He looked different than his photo. Nothing that screamed “tech executive.” He stood when she approached. “Mia,” he said, extending his hand. “Jake Morrison.” They shook hands. His grip was firm but not aggressive. “Thank you for meeting me,” Mia said. “Of course. Sit.” They sat. A waitress came by. Jake ordered black coffee. Mia ordered tea she knew she wouldn’t drink. When the waitress left, Jake leaned forward.

He takes one look at me and immediately starts smiling. Which is never a good sign. “You look terrible.” “Thank you.” “You look like somebody keyed your truck.” I point toward the hallway. “Leave.” “Nope.” He drops onto the couch across from me. “What’s wrong with you?” “Nothing.” “Bullshit.” I stare at the ceiling. Jake waits. And waits. And waits. The guy has the patience of a serial killer. Finally I sigh. “I kissed Maya.” Jake freezes. The chip halfway to his mouth stops moving.

I turn and my mind immediately becomes mad, when I see Michael's smirky face. "So what? They aren't gods, are they?" I frown. "Er__Lucas is having a crush on Michael," says Jake, wearing his spectacles. I turn to Lucas, a bit speechless. "Why him?" I demand to know. He puts his hand on his head and lets out a frustrated sigh. "I don't know. He's so hot." I glare at Michael, who sits with his teammates. He catches my eye and winks. " Damn you, Mikey," I murmur.

Micheal says laughing. "Yeah I can totally see it." I say laughing too. "Definitely, have you seen her with a popsicle?" Jake adds laughing at his girlfriend and we all laugh. "What about Sofi? What do you think? Does she have a career in porn?" Jasmine asks laughing. "Wait how do you know?" I ask laughing. "Micheal is amazing at this, he just knows." Jake says. "Yeah right, he has to know he also has a future career as a porn director." Zack says laughing while Michael flashes him the middle finger.

As we got closer to the lounge, the utter look of disregard on the faces of Claire and Lara was so palpable. “Hello Jake,” Michael said wickedly as we got in. Jake raised an eyebrow. He had been shooting daggers our way since we arrived at the party. "Michael,” Jake simply said with a smile that looked like it would slice his face in two. "Ladies,” Michael said, smirking in their direction. "Jake, will you mind that we—he glanced at me for a moment and back to Jake—hand out with you here? The party is getting crowded, you know,” Michael smirked. Jake opened his mouth and then shut it. He narrowed his eyes and stared at me, then back at Michael. He cleared his throat. I presume he was trying

I press him to make a decision about whether he is willing to assist me in helping Saraya. Jake lets out a deep sigh, his expression reflecting a mix of concern and determination. In a soft voice, he confesses, "I can't bear to see her like this, and I'm going to confront Sean Myers for treating my sister so poorly." His words convey a sense of protectiveness and resolve, showing his commitment to supporting Saraya in her time of need.

Jonathon opened his mouth to reply, not exactly sure of what he was going to say but Emma spoke before he could. “This is she said, her eyes narrowing at her sister. “My Kirra smiled. “Nice to meet you, Jake,” she said. “I’m Michael,” the boy said. “I’d shake your hand but—” he shrugged again and then moaned, his face paling. “Probably shouldn’t try to move that shoulder,” Jonathon said. “Yeah,” Michael said. “Thanks for the tip.” Jonathon smiled. “Broken collar bone?” “Dislocated shoulder,” Michael replied and Jonathon winced.