Jake Rango Novels & Stories

Out of the wayward traditional racism. One of the 8 Russian boys named Jake says "Okay, Mister! You look Russian, but let's see if you still got any money! Do you have money? Hope you have money!"😒 Jake used to be a Stadium vendor with his father, but after his father's murder, Jake lost the address of his dad's old Stadium workplace. A Russian Boy named John, an employee of Jake, as Jake was the boss, said "Yeah, dude! You need money to do laundry!"🤑

Regina smirked, "And what a potato you are! You are comparing Jake Collins with that Chakra Freak" "If you had seen what he did during the JETs, you would be drooling over him too. It's been over 6 month and I still get chills when I think about our time inside. I'm telling you...the top 10 of our batch can gang up and still would lose to him! Jake is a different kind of beast..." "Hold on!" Mira replied after listening her bragging about Jake, "This is not a contest of strength! Besides, strength is not everything..."

Hector says as he holds him by the arm. The man looks down at his arm, making Hector retreat his hand quickly. "My name is Hunter Black. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack of the North. You enslaved my sister. I am only here to take her back. Your death and the downfall of your pack are not of my concern." he says, making Alpha Hector DiMarco's eyes widen in shock.

From the corner of my eye, I noticed Dario walking out of the place, body coated in blood. “You’re not special, Alpha Jason. You’re just a low life, a disgusting, irritating and selfish person. You’re no different from Williams. Did you think I came in here without a plan?” Jake snarled, leaping at the wolf again, dragging him by his tail again. Jake towered over him again. “I won’t kill you even if you’re nothing but a useless bastard. The people have a right to see the face of the traitor who had been exploiting them, don’t you think?” Jake says.

In Arizona, he discovered Jake. Jake had just split from his pack. They’d been a massive group of Navajo werewolves who aligned with the witches during the war. And then Maddox met them. He watched the men now. Gerald murmured something to Jake. Laughing, Jake tossed his long black hair over his shoulder. When one first looked at Jake, some might mistake him for a woman. He was slender and of medium height. Bronze skin and long lashes. Jake was the only one that was older than Maddox—around two hundred years.

••••🍀RACHEL🍀 I was introduced to the members of the gang. They were all tough looking and dangerous enough to shake you off. Rumbo Jack, the tallest amongst them all. About 7ft 3inches tall with long, wavy dirty blonde hair. He was more muscular than the rest and he was called the gang’s muscle. I was told he specializes in the use of knives and daggers and was more deadly than a raging bull.

"Giselle... or Emily... if she accepts Jason's mark." "I think she already did. That bond looked strong." They went silent as Beta Shane walked past them with a serious face. Inside, Jake stood at the window, looking out into the forest beyond. His eyes were sharp. His anger was real. And he was ready to destroy anyone who stood in his way. Alpha Jake stormed toward his desk and grabbed his phone. His hand trembled-not from fear, but from rage boiling deep inside him. He quickly dialed the first number in his list: Alpha Sancho of the Green Eyes Pack.

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?”

“Anastasia, what is it?” “Jake, he’s here and he’s close by, I can smell him.” She grabbed his arm and started to shake, there was no mistaking Ronald’s scent. Jake turned his head in every direction, though he had a picture of the man there was no telling where he was since every man was wearing a costume and mask. “You stay right here, don’t you dare move.” He walked away and stopped every man that was close by and swinging them around to face him he tore off their mask. He got cursed at by all of them, and having no luck he went back over to her.

All you do all day is stay home and paint! Is he lying to give a good impression? Ryder narrowed his eyes at Jake. Sly fox! "What job?" Henry asked. Calmly, Jake picked up his fork and knife and looked at Henry, secretly feeling quite confident. Yet he didn't dare to look at Ryder when he answered. "I own a few galleries in a couple of towns and work as a writer too. I have published a few books so far and I'm recently working on a new one." As he said this, the expressions on Michelle and Henry got better, but Ryder kept staring at Jake like she was seeing him for the first time. This is Jake, right? My Jake? When.... How... Why don't I know anything about this!!!