Jensen Ackles House Novels & Stories

“Make sure that woman will rot in jail!” Jessica told her son angrily, who nodded his head. Because it was the weekend, Jace and his family went to the old Higginson mansion to visit his parents, who missed Ace so much. “Why don’t you let our grandson stay here and let us care for him while you handle the case?” she added.

All they talk about are their kids growing up together. Good news, they found a house they both love. 4 bedrooms, 3 baths, and it's only 5 miles from the club, and 4 miles from Jade. Axel told Jett about a couple houses for sale as they are looking to move out of the clubhouse. Paula and Jett are looking at one of the houses a mile down the road that just came up for sale. "Hey babe?" Axel hollered as he walked in their room. "In the bathroom, I'll be right out." Jess hollered back.

I accepted Taylor's words about Jaxon's liking for privacy when I noticed that we had driven away from most of the pack population. I looked up at the house once again and a slight smile covered my face, it was big but not so big. I could see that it was a two-story house and from what I could make out of the surroundings, it was homely enough. I could picture myself in the house with Jaxon as my mate but I knew better that none of that was going to happen. Alec looked at me and gave me a small nod before opening the door without knocking or ringing the doorbell.

Gilbert's heart quivered, but his face remained calm. He turned around and pulled a smirk from his lips, "Why haven't you called us since you came back?" Jensen stuffed his hands in his pockets and replied aimlessly," You know that grandma wouldn't want to see me back in this country." "Do you want to meet grandma?" Gilbert asked. Jensen did not answer but simply turned his back and walked back into the house. The decor for the villa was simple yet surprisingly fresh and elegant. The house was filled with tiny yet graceful daisies. However, for an unknown reason, the daisies seemed full of mockery toward him.

Jake pushed him over, Firash almost lost his footing but came crashing down on the bench instead with a laugh. "Apparently not," Meredith snorted. "Aw, look, his head's already starting to deflate. Well done, Ellie." Ellie glanced at Jake. Jake was definitely not lacking in confidence, but his faux wounded expression was enough to send Ellie into a fit of laughter, quite out of character. "It's my grandfather's house," Jake added in explanation. "He's head of House Ackley both in the real world and here. He provides our funding." "Provides our funding..." Ellie trailed off, her question lingering.

His mind was a jumbled mess as he tried to make sense of the situation. Suddenly, like a bolt of lightning, it dawned on him how Alpha Killan had managed to infiltrate his home. The towering structure is owned by the Alpha. Ackerly defied the Alpha's command, his gaze meeting Killan's without a hint of emotion. Ackerly's keen intellect allowed him to fully comprehend every single occurrence. "Please, Alpha, I appreciate the relief from the heat, but you must leave my home immediately. The pack members will undoubtedly gossip about me," Ackerly predicted. His gaze drifted away from Killan's, as if drawn by an invisible force to explore the contours of the room.

He gulped and said, "Ok. Come on in." Mr. Thompson moved aside and allowed Bianca to step inside the small, dark house. Surprisingly, Bianca had never even been inside Jake's house. Every time they hung out, they would either go out on a date or relax at the Reynolds residence. Bianca could hardly believe Jake even lived here. The house was old, musty, and slightly creepy. She imagined that Jake would live in an upscale luxury condo or something—not this run-down ranch-style home.

This house was made up of dark brick and while big, it was nowhere near the size of the party house, and outside the wrap-around porch was decorated tastefully in white Christmas lights and the snow around it was untouched, reminding me of a postcard picture. Kallen’s big, black truck rolled to a slowed stop as the garage door in front of us rolled up. “Do you live here or the other house?” I asked as we pulled the truck into the protective room and Kallen nodded. “I live here and my pac- My helpers live in the big house,” He spoke and turned the truck off. The garage was clean, only a few toolboxes sat in the corner and as we both got out, we walked to the connecting door. Kallen led me ins

— Kaden — “Hey there,” I said to my mother. “Hey, how are you doing?” she asked me as she kissed my cheeks. “What brings you here?” “I’m fine, and I’d like to talk to Jasmine.” I was in my parent’s house. They’ve been living here for over a decade and a half now. It’s one of the biggest house on the Blakemore packhouse land, other than the actual packhouse, but it was slowly growing empty.

He was definitely handsome and that's where Jensen gets most of his looks from. After showing Allison around Nora and Jackson left her alone to settle in. Allison felt sad and lonely at first. She was very grateful to the Brown family for taking her into their home and treating her like one of their own but again even though she didn't have the best relationship with her mom she still missed her. The Brown family was very wealthy, they lived in a big 3,500 square foot home, it was two stories with a finished basement as well. There was 5 bedrooms, one for each of the younger kids and they all had their own bathroom. Nora and Jackson also had a bedroom with their own bathroom.