Jake The Pirate Novels & Stories

I can't recall selling any Island to him which is strange. “Hehe, Mr. Wellington, I only need a bit of money to add to my capital…” Jake went on. “The island is very huge and I need to build a lot of rooms.” I'm still very confused, but I couldn't question Jake further as Jessica kept on calling me. This conversation could wait. Unless I was drunk at that time, I can't remember selling any Island. I waived the assistant off, sending him away, and then answered Jessica's call. “What's it?”

"So he's free, huh?" “Trust me,” Jake continued, pacing around Tales like a predator circling prey, “you won’t find a better companion. He's not like any other slave that we auctioned a while ago. He’s fiery, passionate, and oh, so satisfying. Break him down or let him fight back—either way, he’ll keep you entertained. Every. Single. Night.” He stopped, facing the crowd with a wicked grin. “But why take my word for it?” Jake spread his arms wide. “Five million to start. Who wants to claim the most exciting plaything this organization has ever seen?”

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.

Jack sat back on the bar stool. His eyes were big. He ran his hands through his brown hair. Did he hear Mr. Gibson correctly? He was Henry Kingsley? No! He was Jack. He's always been Jack. This was impossible! Mr. Gibson must be wrong. He must have him confused with someone else. "Mr. Gibson, I'm sorry, but you must be mistaken. My name is Jack. I grew up at Old George Orphanage. I'm no Kingsley descendant, I'm sure of it."

The rogue across the river was Jake, Alpha Clement’s brother. Xandar’s features stiffened, and he emitted a low growl in Jake’s way for speaking to Lucianne in that flirtatious manner. Jake had short, black hair with a good build to match his flawless bad-boy look. His stormy-grey eyes studied the King only momentarily before his sights returned to Lucianne. “I heard that you got yourself a King, Lucy. Can’t say I’m surprised you managed that, given your ability to charm…”

Kate was confused upon hearing the crew and she was surprised when Jake responded “oh thank you so much, I appreciate it but that won’t be necessary. Alright Captain. If there’s anything you need just let us know. Sure, thank you so much. I appreciate it and the crew left. Kate was astonished with what she just witnessed. So the man sitting right next to me that I just made friends with is a Pilot? Great. Well, I changed my mind. I’m not interested to make friends with him. What is he trying to do? Trying to impress me? To get me in his bed? Nope not me. I heard a lot of things about a pilot’s whereabouts and what they do after their flight and I’m not impressed about it, Kate thought to her