Jake Webber Funny Novels & Stories

Marcus motioned to the direction of the opposite table right before stealing an apple off Erika’s plate, quickly munching on it like nothing happened. Indeed, the crew over there seemed pissed. Jake was probably the only one seated there that was actually amused by the entire situation. Because of his Casanova nature and status among the popular crowd, he often did and said whatever he wanted with little to no regards to honesty. So, he was not at all bothered by the way the geek was being portrayed and targeted. What mattered the most was Jeremy’s reaction and clearly, he wasn’t enjoying the show, but could do absolutely nothing about it for obvious reasons.

"Hahhahha, yes yes. FN completely missed my mind." Jake’s friend chuckled. What did this show? Feeling emotional, the young actor said, "God, am I going to be freaking popular because of this movie?" Everybody: "…" At that moment, his sudden outburst left everyone stunned, but very soon everyone started bursting into laughter and cackling. Looks like this little kid was really shaken by the news. Right now, Jake had to be the most emotional one out of everyone.

I still have it… “You can get me… your hands around my cock…” Jake mumbled under his breath. “For fucks sake Jake!” I laughed as we all sat down at our table. “What?” Jake’s face looked smug, yet he had a twinkle in his eye. He was an arsehole alright, but he was a playful arsehole, so I couldn’t be mad at him for long. He tilted his head back as his laughter filled the booth we were sat at. # Thanks to Melanie, the drinks were flowing, and the lads were consuming it like there was no tomorrow. After the last few months, they needed this.

“Not that we have a choice.” The crowd and the team burst into laughter. “But seriously, break a leg and make us proud,” Jake said. “And now that we’re past all that serious shit, it’s time to answer questions from your fans.” “The first fundamental question on our list is: Is Taylor West single — fuck that!” Jake waved his hands dramatically. “What kind of important question is that?” The audience erupted in laughter. Jake resumed, “Next question, please!” The screen behind them flashed the next fan question: [Does Taylor West have a girlfriend?]

He wore dark red shorts and a red armband around his left arm “ You tried. You exceeded my expectations. Who knew this party will turn out great?” “Get out of here with your silly talk before I drown you in that sea." Daniel laughed, poking his friend in the ribs. “ Let me see how your own birthday party will be like." “ It will make sense. I guarantee that."Jake said cockily, a smug look in his face.

“You’re home early.” “I left work at a reasonable hour,” Lisa replied. Jake considered that briefly. "Don't do that often, Night Owls can't see well when it's daytime" Jake paused for a long time before trying to explain the joke, well it wasn't a....joke precisely more like an attempt at one. "I get it" Lisa replied cutting him off A small pause settled naturally between them after that. Jake adjusted the sleeve of his shirt slightly before speaking again. “The board meeting got moved to Thursday.”

he repeats. “But what will be in these documents that will make him give in to our demands?” I ask, feeling curious. Dimitri sits back and crosses his arms, giggling as he remembers. “Pictures of him and I having fun together,” he says with a naughty smile and a wink. I feel the blood rising into my cheeks and squeak out an ‘okay’ while listening to him chuckle. “I’m not gay, though. Let’s just say District Attorney Westcott likes to be degraded in the worst ways possible,” he says, then makes a vomiting gesture.

“You… you’re not mad?” “Mad?” Jake let out a low, dark laugh. He reached down and palmed the massive erection straining against his sweatpants, giving it a slow stroke through the fabric. “Baby, I’ve been jerking off thinking about you for weeks. And now I walk in and find you fucking yourself while you say my name? That’s the hottest shit I’ve ever seen.”

"My name is Jake Larson, a Billionare business man from the city of LA. I own a chain of supermarkets and run a few branches of my marketing company, blue sky Marketing. I also…" A burst of laughter erupted from the people in the room. "What did he say?" Terah pointed at Jake ridiculously as he laughed. "He's such a bad actor." "Terrible actor, billionaire…" Sirah cackled so hard her lungs hurt. "He said billionaire," they bellowed with laughter. "Wouldn't that sort out most of the kingdom's problems," Dorah cachinnated. Jake frowned, Dohana had both her arms resting on Jake's right shoulder, giving him some amount of support. When Jake turned, he noticed the anger boiling within Dohana.

He looked impeccable, his jawline sharp enough to cut glass, his presence commanding the entire frame. A reporter thrust a microphone toward him. "Mr. Slater! The internet is losing its mind over the 'Diamond Club Kisser.' It turns out she’s a physical therapist, Dr. Lowe. Do you have a comment on the budding romance?" Jake stopped. He turned slowly toward the camera, a cold, mocking smirk touching his lips. It was the look of a man who knew he held the world in his palm.