Jake Wheeler Chucky Novels & Stories

Then, softer, almost hesitant: "So... I overheard you talking to Valentina earlier on the phone. Something about kids not being kids and mothers not being mothers. Did I miss a chapter in the ongoing saga of your crazy life?" Before I could answer, before I could explain that Matoe might definitely not be Lucian's biological father, Jake reappeared, his tall frame cutting through the crowd like a beacon, holding three huge sticks of brightly colored cotton candy like trophies he'd won at a carnival game. Beside him walked Joshua, also carrying a stick of cotton candy, looking slightly sheepish but determined, like he'd just faced his greatest fear and come out on the other side. Jake grinned

"I meant if this house was mine, not that I was looking for an invite." "Let's sit. There's a few things we need to discuss." Jake replied. "Ok. you're scaring me again." Rae replied. "I promise you that you have nothing to fear from me. I would never harm you. First of all my guys checked out your author Chad. We believe his story he wrote, he also created in real life." Jake explained. "But that means he's a psychopathic killer!" Rae gasped. "Yes. And I think you are his next story." Jake replied

“I fucking hate you! Why won’t you just disappear? Why do you keep ruining my life?” I imagined wrapping my fingers around her neck, ending her for good. She was ruining my plans! All of it! And I’d never forget that bitch if she succeeded. No! I’ll never let her succeed. Never! Chuck was my gateway to making it big here in Hollywood. He was my jackpot. And after I’m done with him, I’d trash him away like I’d done with other men before him. And if Zoey tried to take him away from me, I would have no choice but to end her for good this time.

Chuck chuckled. “It was getting interesting” Shira protested and Chuck laughed again. He now looked very tired. He yawned and closed his eyes. “Shira…” He called quietly. “Yes, Chucky?” “Can you promise me something?” He still had his eyes closed but sounded very serious. “Anything, Chuck” She said, sitting up on her chair. “If I die, will you and Mum promise not to grieve for too long?”

The woman is relentless in her man hunting. "This is Chloe." I blurt. Chloe's face reddens. I shrug. She knows I suck at talking to guys, especially ones that aren't hard on the eyes. Jake is the same size as Camden, but is covered in tattoos and has brown short hair. His face is sharp, his eyes matching his chocolate hair. He's a catch for any girl given his looks. Him coming here to congratulate Camden on his wedding day I'd say his personality is a plus too. "Oh, hi Chloe. I don't think I saw you at the fight?"

"Hahaha! After this, the Freak wouldn't be able to show his face!" "I just hope he doesn't die too fast," Chuck Dalton was one of the top 10 assassins of his batch. In fact, he was better than Brandon as well as Tyler, in terms of agility and dexterity. Wolf was the only one in his group that could go toe-to-toe with him. While others chatted, Chuck looked at his opponent with a malicious grin. This was the finest opportunity he could hope for. If he could humiliate Creed in front of the public, it would not just degrade his image in their eyes, but it would also elevate his own image inside Jia's eyes.

Judy’s POV Chuck was chained from his arms to his legs so that he couldn’t go to her. But that didn’t mean he didn’t try. Taylor was quick to react, though, and stepped in front of him, snarling at him as his wolf surged forward. Taylor was strong as a Beta, and he overpowered Chuck’s natural wolf’s abilities, as did the chains bound to him. “What’s going on?” Irene asked, tears filling her eyes. “Why is he here, and why is he chained like that?”

“Your father kicked me out of the pack. Soon, I’ll be a f*cking rogue. Does he think I’ll go away just like this? I will kill his daughter first!” The man charged to Chocolate but stopped when he heard foot steps from behind. Both the man and the crying Chocolate looked at the direction where they heard the foot steps. And when they tilted their heads, they saw the heir of the Wayne pack, Chandler. The nine-year-old Chandler approached them with an angelic smile. “Oh? Aren’t you Brett’s sister?” Chandler asked. Thinking that she found a salvation, Chocolate began to report. “Y-Yes! I am! This man tried to harass me!” She pointed the werewolf man in front of her.

" Alex made a sullen face to me. "But you're not a high school kid anymore, Alex." I laughed with Jake. Alex stretched out his hand to tug at my hair. I made an annoyed face at him then my eyes glanced at Jake, he was busy typing something on his cell phone. His black hair is cut short, Jake has light brown eyes. And of course like other werewolf races, he is handsome. "Jake?" . "Yeah?" he looked up at me. "So ... you're a werewolf too?" I asked in a tone of voice that I forced relaxed. Alex just glanced at my question.

Kasper said but he was confused when he saw Flint become more intense but then, he frowned. "Ha! I can't believe this! I thought she was hiding... What a daring person?! Where did she get her courage to act as if we're just nothing?! She's getting on my nerves! And it pissed me! It seems that she was expecting this to happen. I think... She also already knows your identity." "Hey, what are you talking about?" "That woman! She's Ace, the werewolf hunter!" His sentence made Kasper stunned. 'No way!'