Jake West Basketball Novels & Stories

“Let me introduce everyone, Zahra. You already know Lincoln Grey and his Beta Sam Williamson, and Brant Anderson with his Beta Arlo Jacobs. Over here is Gamma John West, from Dark Forest, with his sons Jason and Jackson.” I shake hands all around, summoning my politest smile. John West must be around Alpha Lucas’s age, based on the streaks of grey in his short-cropped hair and the set of his weathered features. He is shorter than Jasper’s dad, Greyson, but built like a tank. His sons, Jason and Jackson, are the spitting image of him, just like Tobias is the spitting image of King James. Jason looks about twenty-two, broad in the shoulders with tanned skin from hours of training. Jackson appe

When Naomi is looking at Magnus, some guy calls her name, it’s neither Leon nor Elijah so she turned to find Jake Lucian. He smiles at her and Naomi wonders why he came to her out of nowhere. Jake is studying the same year with Nick and Magnus. He’s good-looking and plays basketball. “Hi,” he started. “Hi,” Naomi smiles. “Can I talk to you for a second?” he asks permission. “Sure,” Naomi nods. “In private,” Naomi got up and went to the other side of the tree to talk with him. “What is it?” “Uh… My name is Jake,”

"You ready, son?" "Yeah, I guess." Jake turned back toward Bethany and smiled. "Dr. Tarrington is going to let me TA alongside you until I get back on my feet. The university has been good to us through this crap, but I don't want to get behind. Is that all right with you?" "Heck yes." Bethany got up as Jake's father pulled him back toward the door. "I'll be right beside you no matter what you need. You putting off your master’s this semester?"

He knew that perhaps Marcus' men might be around. Jade wanted to show him that he isn't concerned about his former family anymore, so he can't use that to threaten him again. “Wow, see who is making a marvelous entrance here. Jade Westwood, the runaway criminal. It doesn't surprise me that he's defending the son and brother of a criminal because he himself is also a criminal. SECURITY!!!” Jake said sarcastically but angrily called the securities at the end. Jade chuckled at Jake, shocking everyone as to why he was laughing.

The half ended just after the ball went through the uprights, and the Eagles ran into the locker room leading three to zip. "Do you want anything from the concession?" Jake stood up, stretching. I watched him, trying to look at him through eyes that didn't only see Leo. Yeah, Jake was cute, in a geeky, hipster sort of way. His reddish-brown hair was a little longer than I liked on a guy, but his eyes were bright blue and wide. Now they gazed down at me as his question lingered in the air.

Jake replied with an apologetic smile, "Sir, I didn't realize you were so well-informed about the situation—my mistake. Go ahead. Nobody wants this building anyway." Of course, Andrew was aware of the matter. After all, he had helped orchestrate Atlas's downfall. He gestured for Lauren to wait and asked Jake, "Since this building is now under West End and South City's control, are you working for them?" Jake shook his head. "No, I used to work for Northern District. I had nowhere to go after Mr. Giordano got taken out at his suburban villa while meeting his mistress. I ended up joining Madam Vostokoff's West End organization, and they assigned me to sell this building."

“We’ve been together since middle school… but it’s not serious anymore. Not since… us.” Another louder knock. “Mia! I know you’re in there. Jenna said you came upstairs with some girls.” Riley exchanged a wicked glance with Lena, then called out sweetly, “She’s busy. Come back later.” The door handle rattled. It wasn’t locked properly after all. The door swung open. Jake Thompson stood there tall, broad-shouldered senior on the boys’ basketball team, messy brown hair, letterman jacket, and a confused, then furious expression.

I smiled at my rhymes. He just shook his head and made his way to the fridge. "Anyways why did coach call an impromptu meeting today?" "You ask that like you're on the team, but well Jeremy, our point guard has moved to like San Francisco for the rest of highschool and the team needs a filler for the upcoming winter regionals or we can't participate." Jakob explained while twisting the cap of a bottle of water. "Ohh, cool." "There's nothing cool about it, Marina." Jakob attacked me head on.

But that is what happened, arriving he could make a group of friends that without problems related to him. Kara was on the other girls’ side of course. Not that he misses her presence. They made them wait on the covered court of the school, that was an impact on him. Jake did like basketball, and seeing a place where he could play continuously was great. Everything pointed out that this would be a great year, and in a strange way, it was. Probably that was why Kara was very happy and excited to go to school. It doesn’t take a lot to start an adventure. When one watch movies, they always show you that strange life-changing event, but in the real world, adventures begin differently.

He introduced each member of the team and their positions before highlighting the star players. “So, on the screen behind me are the total points each player has contributed this season — and guess who’s leading? Taylor West with 343 points! This guy’s not just playing the game; he is the game! Who needs a team when you’ve basically got Michael Jordan and a Red Bull addiction rolled into one?” Jake joked, making the whole team burst out laughing. “He’s got a point,” Kian said from his seat, chuckling. “No, Jake, you’ve got it all wrong,” Taylor said, amused. “How do you think I made those shots without these guys protecting me and setting me up for a clean look? It’s all about teamwork.”