Jake X Devon Novels & Stories

“You should come tonight, Irene. Everyone's going. Even the old grannies are digging out their pearls.” “I said no.” He sighs. “It's not about him. It's about us. We finally get to stand in the hall like we belong there. We finally get to attend parties involving the Pack. We've never had this privilege.” I stop walking. “Jasper, drop it.” He opens his mouth then freezes. His gaze slides past me and widens. I smell cedar before I turn. Devon leans against a towering pine twenty feet away, arms folded, black coat open to reveal a white shirt, first five buttons left undone, despite the chill. His eyes lock on me like a sniper's scope. Cool. Patient. Terrifying.

Roman Thorne is the invincible team leader of college hockey. He is large, aggressive and a nightmare to the media. The press, however, does not know what makes the Briarwood Ice Devils so feared. They are not just players. They are ruthless, blood-swilling offspring of the most formidable crime business in the city. Trying to keep a small scandal which is about to blow up their small business, the Thorne family appeals to the service of Sloane Mercer. She is 24 years old and a brilliant ruthless PR fixer. Her task is easy: to improve the image of the team, to work with press, and not to put Roman in the prison. But Sloane has not come to save them. She is here to ruin them. Sloa

And I couldn't wait for Avery to wake up and see what an amazing person he was. "Come on. It can't be that bad." "It is bad." Jake laughed, wheezing a little before drawing in deep breaths. "So what do you do?" He asked when I said nothing. "Oh. I'm a waitress at a club." I answered, swiping my hair behind my ears. "That's cool. I code. I build mobile apps and games. I'm currently working on one right now. Wanna see?" Jake asked, pulling out a laptop from his bag.

‘He said he could no longer keep the business alive so he needs you to come for a visit before everything die down,’ a frown marred her forehead, and I couldn’t blame her. It didn’t sound like Justin was talking about business and that is because he isn’t talking about business. After I told Devan to drive Lexi home the night she got drugged. I went back inside the club and found Jake acting like nothing happened. It irked me that just a few minutes ago, he would have taken advantage of Lexi and raped her without her consent, and nothing can be done about it because Justin would not want the police to get wind of the activities going on in his underground club.

but she just had a small smile on her face, that Devil! "I uh...mam. No, I -" Great, now I am stuttering "Life, look the poor boy is stuttering isn't that awesome! " Jake said a little too enthusiastically "I am not a boy " and he was having too much fun at my expense "Xander really, is that what you should concentrate on now?" Life said dryly "you just wait and watch I'll show you how much of a man-" "excuse me what were you telling to my daughter," her mother said coldly

Devi didn’t want help. The thoughts tumbled through Emma’s mind as she scrubbed, the fresh scent of bleach fighting the moldy scent that had been the backdrop to her childhood. She relished the fumes, hoping they would burn away the fury and bitterness that had taken up residence in her heart. Jake had been wonderful. He had run interference for her at work—which was probably how Jonathon found out about the situation her mother was in—and he helped out with Kirra and her multitude of extra-curricular activities. When they first returned from Merveille, he had been different. The intimacy they shared while in Europe had cooled. He still couldn’t keep his hands off her, but there was somethin

“Oh, right. I know she is an Omega, and I can understand why you must be protective of her, but I care about her. And I know I can treat her right.” “Are you in the university?” Declan asks. “No, I, uh… Well I was…” Jake’s fingers dance nervously on the back of his notecards. “I dropped out.” “What do you do for work, then?” Hugh asks. “I work in my dad’s garage. He fixes cars.” “Are you a mechanic?” Wes asks. “Uh… no. I answer the phones,” Jake replies. He lowers his head, embarrassed. “You want to father Ollie’s children,” Declan says and I cringe hearing it aloud again. “How do you expect to support them longterm?”

I scratched the back of my neck awkwardly, unsure if sharing such information wouldn't be so embarrassing. "You don't have to worry; it's fine you don't want to tell me." He said. I blinked, "no, it's fine. It's Barrin." Devon's drink hit the wrong cord in his throat, causing him to spit the content as he coughed loudly. I didn't move an inch from where I sat; it would be too embarrassing for him if I lifted a finger. Calming himself, he looked red. "Pardon me, please. I just can't seem to wrap my head around it. Both of your wolves are mated to Kyle and Barrin?"

, Jack said as his eyes were moistened. Davish fisted his hand as he remembered his mother Rosaline Grey; The real culprit and her betrayal tore his heart into pieces. However, at this moment, Davish did not say anything about her in front of Jake. "But why did you use M.J.?", Davish asked as he was curious to know about the web name of Jack because he was Jack Hunter. "AAh! M for Mark; my daddy's name and J for Jake; my name and MJ suit my personality too", Jake replied with a huge smile and Davish rolled his eyes at his stupidity.