Jake Tapper Novel Novels & Stories

Jax paced near the windows, shirtless and barefoot, his body still radiating heat from the morning’s sparring session with the younger warriors. He was grumbling. “No one respects boundaries anymore,” he muttered, raking a hand through his damp curls. “Can’t even get through one run without someone asking for training advice or border updates or if I’m gunna start wearing Beta armor now.” Tora sipped her tea with a smug smile. “You do make the armor look good.” Jax narrowed his eyes. “Traitor.” “Madam Traitor,” she corrected, raising a brow. “Apparently that’s my new title now.”

I responded and held Jake very tight. We lay on the bed naked and were silent for some time before I broke the silence. “Are you an Alpha?” I asked him. He looked at me in amazement. “Where did you hear that? I don't remember telling you anything like that” he asked. “When were you going to tell me? Do you want to build our relationships on secrecies?” I asked him. “I am sorry, everything happened in a hurry and I did not have the time to tell you” he apologised and I saw reasons with him.

"And my mom remarried. Now we just... pretend everything is this perfect, happy picture. But it's not. I just feel trapped all the time." ​Jake didn't offer some cliché pity. He just nodded, his eyes completely locked onto mine in the dim light of the fire. ​"That sucks," Jake said quietly. "But you shouldn't feel trapped, Harper." ​He shifted in his chair, leaning a little closer. The casual, joking vibe entirely shifted. It got heavier, quieter. My heart gave a small, normal flutter. He was a good guy. He was handsome, sweet, and completely safe. ​Jake reached out, his fingers gently brushing a stray piece of hair behind my ear.

TRIP OF NO RETURN NARRATOR’S POV Jake's heart pounded as he ventured deeper into the territory controlled by the Vampire King, it was the shortest route to the lycan territory and Jaden pack. He knew the risks involved, but his loyalty to Willow and his determination to reunite Jaden with his father pushed him forward. The moon cast an eerie glow over the landscape, casting long shadows that seemed to whisper secrets of danger. Suddenly, the silence was shattered by the rustling of leaves and the sound of hushed voices. Jake's senses heightened, and he instinctively sought cover behind a dense thicket, his heart racing with anticipation. As he peered through the foliage, his eyes widened in

It wasn’t the right time. "The things we booked will arrive in the morning okay. Its Sunday tomorrow, let’s go city hunting. Picnic hmmm"? He combed Liam's hair with his fingers, trying to tone down his thumping heart. He was Jeffery's baby brother. Lucas was a mafia. He shouldn’t involve Liam in all his mess. He should not involve Liam in the game of death.

Moon was right, why was it anyone’s business whatever the kids decide for their life and why would they need to announce if Lexi was pregnant and whose child he was carrying? “Alexander, would you please come to me”? He called Lexi who lifted his head so fast that he almost knocked Sky’s chin with his head. He turned around to look at Moon who smiled at him. “Come on child, I am your grandfather, I won’t hurt you”. Jake huffed in fake irritation. “At this point, all he got is hurt and pain from all of us, so he is right to behave this way”. Noah spoke silently from his place. “I know son, and I want to make it right. Please come here”. He called Lexi again and this time Sky pushed him a bit

I’m dreading the later if I’m being honest, this day is going to catch up on me big style. “Jesus Sophie. One night out on your own and you’re beating women and taking on drug lords.” Jake shakes his head, joking to cover the seriousness of the last few hours and both stare at me with so many mixed emotions. Jake is a little more relaxed while Arrick still looks like he might beat someone to death. Poised and stiff like he can’t calm down.

I laughed until my cheeks hurt watching two guys attempt the most ridiculous dance-off I’d ever seen. Someone spilled a drink, someone screamed, and someone else slipped and laughed so hard they couldn’t stand back up. Then— I saw him. Jake. He stood near the stairs, surrounded by his usual crowd, head thrown back in laughter as he took another drink. He looked effortless—dangerously so. Tattoos peeking out from his sleeves. That careless grin that had haunted my thoughts more times than I cared to admit. I hated that my eyes were drawn to him. I hated even more that my heart skipped.

And once doubt entered the mind, control becomes easy. Jake still hadn't learned that. He ruled with force, pressure, obsession and possession. Everything about him was intense and that was why Jessica ran from him in the first place. I picked up my glass and took a slow sip, my thoughts drifting back to the look in her eyes the day I met her in Jake's suite. She was angry, guarded and wounded, but beneath all that fire was exhaustion. Jessica Wilson was tired and tired people always searched for peace eventually, and that was where I come in.

I need to apologize to her. While Jake was left off thinking on his next move, Kate decided to go back to the place near to the gate so that it will be easier for her and not to miss the flight. Luckily she found a seat and she settled in. She took out her book about the Flight Attendant and she continued reading it. While reading, she couldn’t even focus on the book. Jake’s face kept popping through her mind.