Mass Effect Jacob Taylor Novels & Stories

Hе releases Nеоn’ѕ hair аnd hеlрѕ hеr tо her fееt. If I dіdn’t see wіth mу оwn еуеѕ, I wоuld nеvеr believe іt. I dіdn’t bеlіеvе it whеn Rуаn told mе, but God, hе wаѕ rіght. It’ѕ Lieutenant Jacob. She’s bееn соvеrіng for Jеѕѕuр’ѕ illicit асtіvіtу, арраrеntlу fоr уеаrѕ.

Her lips pressed into a calm line, her eyes steady, masking the storm inside her. “Mr. Michelle, maybe I should remind you,” she said quietly, her voice lined with steel, “that gratitude is why I haven’t told Xander the truth... that you killed his mother.” The study fell into a deathly silence. Jacob froze, the faint smile vanishing. His eyes narrowed, a flicker of genuine shock breaking through his mask. Tatiana saw it: the crack in Jacob's armor. Then, slowly, a devilish smirk returned. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

So goddamn stubborn. “You leave me with some paperwork?” she asks. “Get some rest.” She sighs but doesn't argue. I smile fondly at her. “I love you so much.” “I love you too.” ••• Jacob is waiting outside for me, leaning against a tree. He’s dark skinned, tall and a bit muscled with his hair plaited back. His face is as cold as ever. Jacob, I would consider him my third in command, wasn't very happy when I made Lysara my second. While Lysara deals more with empathy, Jacob is more impulsive and rash.

Jake: I'll only make a tactical withdrawal if absolutely necessary. Amelia: I walked right into that one. Jake: You did. Amelia: Goodnight, Tactical Withdrawal. Jake: Goodnight, Fridge Magnets. Amelia: 😊 Jake: 😊

I will find out everything I can about this Jacob guy. He was quick. He got to my office in a matter of minutes. “Alpha.” he addressed me. “You wanted to see me?” “Yes.” I said and sat at my desk. “Thank you for coming here on such short notice, Lewis.” “It wasn’t a problem.” he said and smiled. “What can I do for you, Alpha?” “What can you tell me about a warrior named Jacob?” I asked. “Jacob Walters?” he asked. I nodded and waited for him to go on.

“Four SUVs.” Lotty blinked. “Four?” Tony nodded once. “Jacob brought a lot of security.” Decker’s expression didn’t change. “He expected tension.” “So did we,” Jared muttered as he joined them. That was true. No one had forgotten what had happened. Not the attacks. Not the manipulations. Not the fact that Jacob’s own councilman had orchestrated bloodshed under his name. Even if Jacob himself had not known. Trust did not rebuild overnight. Lotty folded her arms lightly. “Did he bring Megan?”

Jacob could tell that Taylor was still far away. Jacob knows he has to get Taylor out of the memory, so he detangles his legs from Taylor’s grip and knees beside the boy, placing one hand on his shoulder and the other on his cheek, gently shaking him while calling his name. “Taylor, come back to me. Come on Taylor, follow my voice.” Jacob’s voice is smooth despite the way his hands shake. He tries his best to keep the desperation out of his voice, despite the fact that it is rising in his chest with every second that passes.

This was way above him and he refused to allow it be like the vampires own, a failed attempt. He waited until the cover of the night before he shifted and ran outside of the settlement’s barrier and then he called for assistance. Jacob appeared. “Long time no see brother.” Jake greeted. “I cannot believe that they sent you.” Taylor grumbled. “I could easily be seen with you and that would blow my cover.” “If you are worried about your cover being blown, you would have taken my hand so I can get us out of here.” Jake answered and Taylor did as Jacob had said and took Jacob hands and then they were transported away

“We all have our personal demons. Sometimes it helps just knowing someone's there to face them with you.” His words sank deep into my heart, stirring something I thought had died after Alpha Heather’s betrayal. I studied Roland’s profile in the soft morning light: the sharp line of his jaw, the subtle shadows under his eyes that hinted at least a week’s worth of sleepless nights. Everything about him radiated danger, from the way he held himself to the calculated grace of his small movements. He is Jacob—Alpha Rasmus’—right-hand male. The cursed troll now staring at the newly awakened sleeping beauty. The shadow that struck fear into the hearts of our enemies.

There was something about that glint in his eyes that made a sense of foreboding rise in my chest and then " I didn't know you sing so well " ignoring my stiff muscles and the violent shudder that screamed for him to shut up , Jacob walked over to my side and continued on with his jabbering " Your voice it was - well it was kinda magical , I wanted to step inside but then I saw you sing so I thought it might be a damn near sin if I were to interrupt you in between " I wished he did because then I wouldn't be regretting singing along with Taylor .