Jake The Hedgehog Novels & Stories

It was now our turn. Jake started removing his shirt and pants. I tried not to stare but curiosity was indeed a bitch. I sneaked a peak and boy was he packed. He had giant-sized everything. He had broad shoulders and a thick waist, soft thick hair covered his torso and large hands. He belonged in the jungle with the wildlife. I remembered Danny mentioning that his lineage came from Giants and Trolls. He wasn’t bad looking, just scary with a capital ‘S’. After Jake was done, the guard looked at us, “Are you two waiting for me to issue you an official invitation?”

It was funny to watch them get upset over a video game. “Let’s be honest, that guy was super good. We were a team of three and still couldn’t defeat him.” Jake sighed and got up to stretch his arms. “He is probably doing some hack dude. Even I have won single-handed by hacking.” Dan replied casually, reaching out for a chip from the bowl. I stopped eating and glanced at Jake to find him already looking at me with wide eyes. Did he just say hacking? Fuck! It can’t be.

Emma said, opening Harper's with a snap. "Nor'd I," he said, grinning. "My brothers, I got five of 'em and I'm the young'un of the bunch, been trying for years t' encourage my education. Took me around t', well, sportin' houses, if you know what I mean." "Sir, please!" But thrills were racing, racing in her. She wasn't half convinced this was real, and thought she must have fallen asleep after all to be dreaming this conversation. "I was always a spot too shy back then, though," Jake said, shaking his head ruefully, as if amazed at his own foolishness. "Never did mor'n kiss a few. Name's Jake, by the way."

a little man named Jake said as he came out from the corner of the pub. Jake was in his late fifties, he was the head of security at Mr Wyatt’s company after working with him for the longest time. “Care for a smoke?” He asked as he offered Nate a cigarette “No, thank you” he politely declined Nate had a hazy memory of him from when he was a child. He remembered meeting Jake a couple of times when he followed his father to the company. “How can I help you young man?” Jake asked as they sat on a crooked bench at a dark corner

It wasn’t long before a mind link came to Jake. “In position.” Said Chad through the mink link “In position, alpha.” Came Eric’s report, Jake opened a mind link to everyone. “Now!” the warriors of Crescent Moon were like bees coming from all directions going to the rogues, one spotted them but before he could warn the others an arrow flew and embedded itself on his neck. His eyes widened before his hand went to his neck then fell on the ground with blood oozing out of the wound.

I was a child again, feeling his dirty hands on me, groping at my clothes while forcing my legs apart. The image shifted and I was driving a knife into his body over and over and over again I woke up gasping for breath, it’s really crazy how These nightmares started again a month ago, so I’ve been drowning myself in wine and men, it helps for the most part, but it is crazy. First thing I noticed after jerking awake was the killer headache I was sporting, second thing I noticed, was that there was a stranger in my bed. I stared long and hard at his face…. what was his name again? Jake? …..Zeke? Ugh dang it!

Jonathan blocked the blows the best he could. “I don't give a damn the way I see it, she was my little boost to help set my plan In Motion to get to you. Now after I get rid of you then I'll take your company, and hey I'll even take her as well she isn't so bad to look anyway” said Jake smiling evilly with blood dripping down his face Jonathan glared back and soon headbutted him and pushed him, then threw two punches and knocked him back then tackled the male off a ledge. Jonathan caught himself before he fell, and Jake cought his leg and hung onto him.

My name is Jake. I am the only son of my father Alaric who was an Alpha and my mother Edith, a human. My mother was a vet when she met my father in his wolf form. The hunters had attacked and brought him to her so she could heal him, and they would them take him and use him as bait to lure other wolves out. They knew he was the alpha of his pack and when he lets out a howl, they would all come together.

Instead, a tall, annoying figure leaned against the heavy oak frame. I rolled my eyes so hard it physically hurt. "Oh. It's you." "Good morning to you too, dearest sister," Jake said, smirking as he tossed a small, glossy red apple into the air and caught it with a soft smack against his palm. He looked entirely too comfortable in his stupid leather training vest, his dark hair messy and damp from what must have been an early morning run. The scent of pine and sweat clung to him. "You look radiant. For a corpse."

I was about to tell them that Derek Novak owned me and harming me would be a big mistake, but was interrupted by Husky before I could speak. “Who cares?” he spoke up. “Anyone who walks past the forest and reaches the fortress is under our mercy. I’m sure her master will thank us for teaching the insolent slave a lesson.” His finger traced one of the scratches on my legs, drawing blood with his protruding claw. He took a whiff of the blood and smiled before tasting it. He smiled. “Sweet.” It was Pitchy who seemed apprehensive. “Perhaps we shouldn’t touch her. We don’t know who owns her.” Still, his eyes were on me, his free hand running the length of my arm.