Jake Sully Novels & Stories

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.

Her team all nod in agreement. “DDG?” I ask under my breath and Jake turns to look at me with his hands on his hips. He may be gay, but I know the guy could probably knock men bigger and scarier than me on their ass. Jake is an ex MMA fighter, but his passion is hair and flair, apparently from what Mouse found in his file. “Drop dead gorgeous. Come on, big boy, learn the lingo.” He says and we all chuckle. “Still, I don’t see why she would be jealous.” Melody says, her voice small and vulnerable.

She says, giving him a smile and a wink. Rome thought she was cute, intelligent, and funny. He chuckled at her little joke. Sarah smiled as they walked into the kitchen, both with smiles plastered on their faces, until Rome sees Jake and Hailey grinning at each other. "What's so funny, you two?" Rome asks as they enter the kitchen, as he sees Hailey and this Jake character in full-blown laughter with one another. "Oh, nothing, we were just laughing about our differences," Jake says as he walks up to Sarah. “I don’t think I got a chance to introduce myself to you. My name is Jake Sullivan, and your name?”

“You’re difficult to understand. And I never did meet a woman who stood out the way you did.” I looked down, fingers tracing the rim of my glass. “And what about you?” “What about me?” “What did you want, Nolan? Before the weight of a crown and a pack?” He hesitated. I could see it, the flicker of something behind his eyes, the ghost of a younger man he used to be. “I never really had the luxury of wanting,” he said. “From the moment I shifted, everything was duty. The Alpha’s seat was mine before I could even decide what kind of man I wanted to be.”

“Thanks.” “Too perfect. You military?” Jake raised the sleeve again. “SASR. Sniper First Class.” A grin flickered. “Who dares wins.” They said it together, a laugh cracking the tension. “This is Zak,” Jake told Kim and Jane. “Zak—Kimberly. Jane.” “Pleasure,” Zak said, crisp. Then to Kim, lower: “Keep it quiet for now, but… werewolves have overrun the city.” Kim held his stare. “You’re serious?”

The weight of exposed secrets pressed down on his shoulders, and I could see the moment he made his decision. "You want confirmation?" Jake's voice cut through the whispers. Steady. Controlled. But carrying an edge I had never heard before. "Fine. I am Jacob Sullivan. Firstborn son of Alpha Sullivan of the Eastern Territories. I was raised to inherit leadership of a pack that built its power through intimidation, forced submissions, and the systematic crushing of smaller territories that refused to bend." He stepped forward, away from my side, positioning himself where every Alpha could see him clearly. "I was trained from childhood to be an enforcer. To carry out my father's campaigns again

Jake asked, grinning. “Sorry, your little trick won’t work on me,” he added, tapping his temple. Sarah felt insulted. A cold spike of anger under her ribs. Who is he?. She thought. Her eyes caught a guy walking at the end of the hall. Same build. Same walk. “No, you are supposed to be dead,” she muttered, the words slipping out before she could stop them. Jake turned to look at the person. "That's Bonnie's boyfriend Kyle," Jake said. "Why would you be wishing him dead?" His expression turned serious for the first time.

He is also quite busy with selecting the squad for Lee base branch which is lead by him. It seems like he really can't part with the Lee after all. ... Loula still in contact with Jake after they return to Arendell. To her surprised, Jake is a professor in one of the universities in Arendell. He does his journey as one of his workpieces. A work that he presented for remembering his late wife. They stay as a friend, going out together, watching a movie, and even do an extreme activity together. This makes Nigel feel a bit jealous and sometimes he feel so annoyed whenever she was on the phone with him, talking for hours.

Clyve didn’t miss to capture the kids playing, swinging their legs into the water. “How about you? Other than your full name, your brother Skip is the CEO of the Linton Empire, and his girlfriend has recently launched a new fragrance.” “Not bad, Westley. You googled me, and I’m so touched.” “You can’t fool me with your accent, mate. Italian and Spanish are way sexier than Brit. So drop it, and tell me about yourself already, Clyve Clifford Linton of the United Kingdom.” “You know my full name because I told you.”

What was it, David? “But…. we are too unlucky to have lost such a person in a very tender age" he let out a sigh looking deeply at the pic and I was numb. “What do you mean?” just to confirm it, I asked him again he broke the news. “Jake is no more Zack. He lost his life in a diving accident" he told me in the saddest tone he had and I felt very bad hearing it.