James Lake Jr Mga Nobela at Kwento

than he acted. He glanced in the rearview mirror, shaking his head."You three are gonna get us pulled over yelling like that. Save the wrestling for the pool," James said, his voice calm but amused. He was in a faded t-shirt and swim trunks, the kind of guy who planned road trips but still knew how to party. Mom had married their dad five years ago, turning us into this loud, chaotic stepsib squad overnight. We fought constant, but it was the good kind, the type where we'd kill for each other if it came down to it. Summer break meant no school drama, just this week at the family lake house, parents ditching us for their anniversary cruise. Freedom.The drive was three hours from the city, al

“That’s my mate, James, holding Zacharias. Arias for a nickname. Mom, Dad, he’s amazing. He talks now. Just words here and there, and boy, can he run.” My mom, dad, and Zed stared at my phone screen with smiles and tears coming out of their eyes. I wanted to tell them everything, but we were interrupted by a knock on the door. I freaked out a bit until I sensed who it was. My dad opened the door to reveal James on the other side. “Mr. Lake.” James looked past my dad at me, and I shrugged my shoulders. My dad squared his shoulders and crossed his arms, blocking James from entering. My dad had a few inches on James, so it was a sight. “So, you’re the guy who kept my daughter from us?”

There were red strains around her eyes from the result of crying. “Ah… Thank you, dear. Well, what a coincidence. They immediately go for it as soon as we’re done with our report,” James took the letters that he had taken from her earlier, and proceeded to read their address. “Although I have to apologize to you that the lake might not become a surprise to you, Jai,” James said while smiling a bit apologetically. Jai smiled. “It’s alright. It’s not that I had never went there anyway.”

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"I know. There were land issues between the York pack and Kenn pack that I had to settle. Both were very adamant about not giving in." I nod, running my hands down his arms, simply happy that he is here now. "Where are they?" "They're waiting for you to wake them up." I follow James inside as he surprises the children one by one. First, James, the oldest at seven, named after him, carrying on his family's tradition. Then Bridgette who's four, and the most loving little girl I've ever met, and finally our baby Lea who is only thirteen months, cozy in her crib.

Laura answered and looked at her friend with big green eyes. “James? I saw you two by the pool last night. How did it go?” Jen asked her, her brown eyes full of teasing. “Hehehe, I just want to make some tea,” Laura responded, clearly avoiding the question. “I guess nothing happened. Otherwise, you’d brag about it,” Jen commented with a smile. But she was not too surprised. Even though she had also only met James a few times, she could tell that he was someone that took everything seriously. He did not joke around, now was he super extroverted like his younger brother Jason.

Jared asked. “Fine, but I missed you. How was your day?” MJ asked. “The same.” Jared said. “Are you trying out for baseball, or just sticking with football?” MJ asked. “I’m going to focus on just football, education, and you.” Jared responded. “Good answer.” MJ smiled. “How about you?” Jared asked. “I’m just going to cheer.” MJ said. Jake got a football scholarship cause he’s very good. He also had a 3.5 grade average.

For now though I’ve got a whole half hour of catching and throwing to do, followed by some sprints and then we can head off to have our showers and get the hell off the field. I’d love to be going out tonight but with the mountain of work I’ve got from school, there is no way I can risk missing handing in an assignment. I only just got one done this morning in my free session and I am hoping it won’t get picked up as being mostly AI generated. “What are you two talking about like grandma’s? Get to it.” Coach yells at us. I glare at him, wanting to take my helmet off and throw it in his face. “That was shit man. Worst practice ever.” James says. He plays one of the wings on defense and joined

Sirah said giggling. Mirriam sneered and said, "my sister wouldn't do such a thing." "Oh, yeah? Then where did she get the pretty boy, then?" "Yes, he's pretty terrible…" Terah couldn't finish his sentence, seeing Dohana and the man coming back to the table. "He came back!" Dorah said laughing. "Well, James...what did you say your name was again? Nevermind, are you here to tell us who you are?" Jake smiled as he and Dohana sat down. "My name is Jake Larson, a Billionare business man from the city of LA. I own a chain of supermarkets and run a few branches of my marketing company, blue sky Marketing. I also…"

He chewed slowly on his apple instead, narrowing his eyes, compressing his lips into a straight line—the way Amiriam had taught him when he was still speechless. The other boys were gaping now. "My brother picks me up," James answered after a while, quietly, even politely. "His name's Luke." The boy snorted. "That’s not what I asked. I mean your real dad. No one's ever seen him." James blinked. "He’s just… busy." "Sure," the boy said with a smirk. "Busy for six years? Sounds fake. Brothers don’t count. They're not real dads." James didn’t reply. He just turned around.