Jake The Hedgehog Novels & Stories

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.

"I did..." his cheeks take a redder color. "I didn't have time to change from my pajamas before I saw your car rolling in," he looks at me, grunting. "Hello, I'm Jake. Nice to meet you." Instead of hugging me, he shoves a gigantic hand toward me and blinks down at me with, once again, that trademark intensity the brothers share —I think the intimidation gene runs in the family. Also, why the fuck are they all giants?!

He asked me. “Kai gave me my inheritance. We’ll be okay,” I said to him. “So what’s our plan, Jake?” He asked me. Slade has always called me Jake. He shortened Jericho Kiran to JK and that became Jake mainly because he had a speech impediment as a child and couldn’t pronounce his R’s until he was fourteen, but by that time Jake had stuck. “We’ll buy a house, get settled, register for school–” I began but he interrupted me.

And she knew just the person. Natalia stomped out of the school and flagged down a cab, heading straight to the outskirts of the town to a small farm. It was run by a man named Jake, who used it as his base to carry out his secret agency, running a small but efficient spy network. Jake was a human, but he knew about the existence of werewolves and other supernatural beings. He had contacts and clients from all walks of life. He was famous for being discreet, professional, and expensive.

Richard cringed, and Jake just shook his head at him. “Says the guy who slept naked in a womb with another bloke for nine months and most likely a bed for the first few more.” Jake pointed his bottle at him with a cheeky smile. Jake had no problem with gay men, he knew and liked a few of them but his immediate circle of friends right now was obviously not as comfortable with it. “Yeah, I reckon Vince is the big spoon and Richie here takes it like a trooper … Brotherly love and all that.” Hunter laughed, amused by his own jokes. Jake smiled too, taking a swig of his mellow beer and watching them closely.

he told them and made his way with slow, steady stride to avoid the rogues catching his scent. Jake was fast approaching the hideout when he suddenly saw troupe of rogues coming out from an entrance some meters away that they could almost see him assuming they could smell him and it made Jake wondered if they couldn't smell. They could have gotten his scent but since they are much, they feel the scent was from them. But all the same, they were poor at smelling. They were moving to the direction where Jake was so he had to carefully pace backward without attracting any of their attention. Right as he trying to get his way back, he mind linked Joe and told him to move in some of armies.

“Oh, right. I know she is an Omega, and I can understand why you must be protective of her, but I care about her. And I know I can treat her right.” “Are you in the university?” Declan asks. “No, I, uh… Well I was…” Jake’s fingers dance nervously on the back of his notecards. “I dropped out.” “What do you do for work, then?” Hugh asks. “I work in my dad’s garage. He fixes cars.” “Are you a mechanic?” Wes asks. “Uh… no. I answer the phones,” Jake replies. He lowers his head, embarrassed. “You want to father Ollie’s children,” Declan says and I cringe hearing it aloud again. “How do you expect to support them longterm?”

Not all that tall,5ft 9,with thick black short hair,styled in a Mohawk. He wore nerd glasses and he had a tattoo sleeve on his left arm. He is the one that does all the underground jobs and the hacking. According to Jake,he could hack into every bank in the country but that will only attract the attention of the FBI,so he only hacked into big organizations,siphoning their money and transferring all of it into a reserved account handled by an associate. Black Ace,the second tallest and biggest guy in the clique. Black American,7ft 1inch tall,bald headed with tattoos all over his two arms,his neck and his left cheek.

But we can't start anything, not yet anyway. Calm down Rey. Let's do this the right way. I reply and have to fight to push him back. “Out now” this Alpha's voice booms. “I think we are good” Jake speaks up, leaning forward so he can be seen too. “Alpha Jace I assume?” “Yeah, and who the fuck are you?” he snarls. Jake smiles “Nice to meet you, I am Beta Jake Joseph from Midnight Forest Pack.” He offers his hand. I am trying not to laugh, Jake is playing it overly polite and Alpha Jace looks completely thrown. He looks down at Jake’s hand he is offering him to shake and then looks at me.

Alex scoffed in disbelief. "It's really unbelievable, Your Highness. By the way, guess who I met today," Jake said to Alex. "Who did you meet, Jake? You know very well that I'm not good at guessing," Alex said to Jake. "Well, it's no one else than Dave, Mara's baby daddy, and to think that the fool was playing nice with me, only if he knew how much I wanted to strangle him with my very own hands, but then I remembered that it wasn't my job, but someone else's, so I decided to keep my calm and keep on playing the dumb guy," Jake said to Alex.