Jake X Devon Novels & Stories

I frowned, wondering what was going on. Devon chuckled, shaking his head. "You're such a jerk, Kai." Kai? I looked at Devon, surprised. "You know him?" Devon nodded, holding the guy in a headlock. "Yeah, Kai's my best friend." My shoulders sank with relief. These two had really worried me. Things between them had really heated up so fast I had been contemplating calling for help. "That was such a mean prank." As Kai joined our little group, Devon made the introductions. "Kai, this is Alexa, my girlfriend, and this is Stacey, her best friend. "

She agreed that Devon shouldn't be home alone. Lucia was thankful for me being there in time and hiding her at school. I'd still be collecting her work because we both feared her roaming the halls would be too risky. Turned out the people who took her father were from the FBI. Jessica somehow had connections with agents and are who have been watching over Devon.

Years of trying to turn Jake into the perfect successor through architecture alone. Create enough workspaces and eventually he would stay inside them. The spas. The clubs. The luxury hotel wing. The salon. Emma. Not physically maybe, but structurally. Everywhere. Comfortable enough to reshape parts of someone else’s life without asking permission first. Lisa kept walking. The deeper she looked, the clearer it became. Jake’s actual personality occupied maybe fifteen percent of his own section. The gym appeared between buildings almost apologetically. A private theater hidden near the back.

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

Parker Jenkins, also around eighteen years of age, possessed a cheerful and lively disposition that lit up any room he entered. With an average height, Parker stood at around 5 feet 8 inches. His jovial nature was reflected in his warm, sparkling blue eyes that radiated a playful and inviting charm and his black hair was slightly tousled in a carefree manner just like Devon. Many thought that they were actually brothers. “What are you doing here?” Devon asked in confusion as he looked at the time, it was already five in the evening which was pretty late in their standard. Parker typically visited by this time only when Devon specifically invited him, hence the inquiry.

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.