Jake West Basketball Novels & Stories

I deleted the message and blocked the number. "You're up early." I turned. Jake was standing in the doorway. He was wearing a pair of grey sweatpants and nothing else. His right leg was heavily bandaged, and he was using a walker—a standard, aluminum frame. It was a crushing blow to his vanity. He looked like he hadn't slept a minute. "We have a 7:00 AM session," I said, my voice professional and flat. "The gala was a setback. Your inflammation is through the roof."

"You gotta football? I need a reason to tackle this fucker." "Oh, it's on." Marc kissed Lisa on the nose and moved away from her. "Get the ball. You bitches are going down." "Marc. Really?" Kari turned to face Jake as he moved back. "Don't hurt my brother." "Hurt him? He's the all-star of the NYU basketball team. I'm probably about to have my ass handed to me. He probably works out all the time." Jake cupped her pretty face and leaned down to kiss her one more time. "Don't worry."

Jake clearly enjoying their reactions chuckles and proceeds ‘I’m 18…loves dancing ,football and basketball but if I were to pick a sport I enjoy the most it would be basketball’ Jake said as he glances at the corner of the class. ‘ watch me join the basketball team this term’ ‘Omg omg I was asked to join the basketball team but I refused i’ma go beg the coach to accept me again’ ‘Too bad I suck at sports T T’ ‘Gosshhhh could he get any cooler!’ Jake’s introduction gathered a lot of fans for him,the basketball club would be getting tons of attention now.

His arms instantly engulfed her in a hug as he whispered something in her ear for only her to hear, made her giggle in response. The other three girls starred them in awe. Jake was a senior. He was in the last year of university pursuing a degree in business. Whilst the girls were in their second semester. Selena and Mary were pursuing business, whereas Linda and Rosella were in the doctorate section. Jake had wavy blonde hair which was always tied in a man bun. His chocolate brown eyes were so brown that you could see your reflection in it. His body was fit due to being the captain of the basketball team.

An artist. Jake West. First year. He looked like a diligent boy, but not demanding. He had an award for playing baseball and another for sports. Each excelled at something different. “And Juliet?” I asked him. “A girl named Juliet West doesn’t study,” he denied. “Look in the old students,” I ordered. If my calculations were correct, Juliet dropped out of school in the third year. Possibly I would have to repeat. I wasn’t sure if she would like me, but I was planning for her to go back to her studies.

Ixora waited against a tree, making sure Zira safely entered the compound before she turned and headed back to Jerald's place. "All right, it's tonight or never," she muttered to herself. 💟🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹💟 Jake was alone outside the grand family mansion, engaged in a solitary game of basketball. Beads of sweat poured down his face as he dribbled the ball rhythmically, then sprinted forward, launching it towards the hoop with a powerful leap.

The West brothers were oozing with confidence and hotness. The fact that they were aware of their effect on the women population doesn’t help the situation. Jack was supposed to drop me off but here he is, walking me to class, waving here and there like a Hollywood celebrity. He’s one of the best basketball players in the history of mankind - as he modestly put it in words - just like Jake is a legend in football.

I asked. Jake whistled low. "Holy steroids." "That guy is at least thirty," Nicole pointed at their linebacker. "Look at the size of him. He's got a full beard!" "Pretty sure that's just genetics," Jake said, but he didn't sound convinced. The Westbrook Tigers were huddled near their bench, Coach Ellis in the center barking instructions. I could see Jace's helmet—number 12—and there, standing slightly apart from the group, was Noah. Something was wrong.

he said sincerely. Mr. West chuckled and patted Kelly on the back. "My boy, that’s in the past. Since you’ve asked for forgiveness, it’s all good. Congratulations — I hear you’re now a professional basketball player. I look forward to seeing you make the city proud." Kelly smiled humbly. "Thank you." Mrs. West suggested, "Let’s take a picture." They all posed together, snapping several photos. Kelly then remembered he still needed to find Jude and Rose, but they were nowhere to be seen.

Ethan said, voice thick with emotion. The conversation shifted after that. They talked about practical things — Mia’s return date, how Ethan would balance basketball and classes, even how they expected him to respect boundaries in their house. It wasn’t warm and fuzzy, but it was real progress. After dinner, Jake pulled Ethan upstairs to his room. “Come on,” Jake said. “Let’s play some NBA 2K. I need to destroy you at something.” They spent the next hour playing video games like old times. The trash talk flowed easily, and for a few minutes, it almost felt normal again.