Jim Lake Jr Trollhunters Novels & Stories

Now we were holding hands and sharing secrets. His look said it all: What the hell are you playing at? NPCs were unpredictable code. Getting close was asking for a knife in the back. Maybe he was still wondering if I was just a clueless rookie. I stepped forward, offering him a bright, vapid smile. “Liam, this is Jenna! My bestie. We’re streamers. We heard the rumors about something weird on this island and came to get footage. Maybe go viral, you know?” I didn’t let him speak. “She’s got a lead on where the creature might be, so we’re off to hunt it down! Catch you later!”

As it was, he was pretty sure Jim would have a few choice words for his daughter about her having a boy over without asking first. He didn’t actually leave until he saw Jim’s Jeep pull into his normal spot. He’d parked his car down by the end of the driveway and come back, in his human form, to keep an eye on the house. Once Jim was there, he decided to go home and talk to his parents before he came back for his own shift. Right now, Troy, Sam, and Bridge were in the woods near Everly’s home. He didn’t want to leave, but he didn’t have much of a choice. His parents needed to know what Slate had done that day. It was atrocious that he’d be so bold. If Jack could, he’d go find the son of a bit

He shook his head, pulling his father up by the shirt. I’d moved past the three stooges of supernatural beings and past Diana to ensure I had Khalid’s back if things took a turn. I didn’t focus on Khalid pushing his father against the wall in the hallway. My attention looked to the right, where several hunters stood armed, and then to my left, where the werewolves and vampires I’d freed, along with those Jordan and Keith released, including Jordan and Keith. “I thought I told you to find a way out.” I glared at Jordan.

Jake managed to avoid some of his attack but when it got faster, the man tried to take him by his feet, the chain is now embracing his right foot which made Jake lay in the ground. "That's foul!" Hunter exclaimed. "Hey grandpa! Get up and finish it now! I am already starving here," he added while caressing his tummy. Hunter will always be Hunter. I shook my head and looked down at Jake who's now glaring at Hunter. I am sure he was getting irritated by now.

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

I watch as wolves run about and males and females fight in some kind of training session. A few of the males take the opportunity to approach and congratulate us on finding each other. They all seemed genuinely happy for us except for one male in his mid twenties. He had dirty blonde hair and although he smiled fakely at Hunter I didn't miss the look he gave me when Hunter looked down to his plate to pick up some bacon. He looked at me like I was dirt on his shoe. "Who was that?" I ask trying not to sound angry. "Jake. He's Orion's age. He seems ok. Him and Orion are good friends" Hunter replies still engrossed in his breakfast.

The excitement mixed with trepidation as they ventured into the unknown, hoping to find clues about Lily's whereabouts while remaining discreet and hidden from any potential risks in the park. Jake went home to the Madison mansion. Greta had just finished her morning run before she will head to the mayor’s office when Jake came home, his body battered up and appeared lacking sleep. She observed her brother closely as he stood before her, his ear has clotted from bleeding and his face was marked with deep scratches, clear signs of a werewolf fight. Concerned, she confronted him about what had transpired looking at him sternly. "Don't look at me like that. I'm just here to shower and then leav

Summary; I was a whole lot stronger than the other kids my age. "Although I wished we would've met under better circumstances, I'm glad you could make it, Ally. I'm Jake, the new head tracker" I looked at the man with dark hair and amber eyes, my eyes assessing him. He didn't look that old. Probably in his late twenties. Not what I expected. 'We can rut with this one.' I rolled my eyes at my alter ego. When I raised my brows, he continued "My father, Jonah let me stand in for him since he's going to be hospitalized for a while. He was there ,the night of the attack"

Even if they really didn't know, Lucas was planning to pin it on them no matter what. Jake was still locked up in his room. His wolf had calmed down, but they were both depressed. So even when Lucas released Jake according to the Shaman's order, Jake refused to come out. He would have if it meant looking for Megan, but they refused to let him join the search parties.

He was an Alpha, and as he held the brutally mutilated body of his beloved Luna in his arms, with tears rolling uncontrollably, he let out a heart wrenching growl that assembled his pack in a heartbeat. "To hell with peace" And all hell broke loose. It was a massacre, on both sides. The hunters had good advanced weapons. So it was almost a fair fight. Jake and his brother had been sent away for safety with a member of his father's pack, and entrusted with their safety. The Hunters from Grimoire were wiped off the surface of the earth. And They also never saw their father again. The gruesome sight of his mother's mutilated body, remained with him till date...it was a constant nightmare for hi