Neverland Jake Novels & Stories

Naomi smiles sweetly and takes her phone before departing. I stand beside the window and watch as she drives away in her red Chevy. Before not long, Jake enters my room with three duffle bags. I'm glued to my spot at the window, having a hard time believing that someone played me so well. I hear the click of the camera and twist my head to see Jake taking a picture of me while grinning like an idiot. Jake holds his phone like a mic. “Ladies and gentlemen, this is the gloomy face of the legend Denzel Flynn, the first time when someone fooled him.”

"Why don't you take these off for me, baby? Let me see what you're packing." Jake pulls his pants and boxers down to reveal his penis as he swiftly undoes his belt buckle and zipper. He removes all of his clothing, including shoes and jeans, exposing his socks only. "Here it is, mom. My 12-inch cock." As Jannis's eyes expand in awe of Jake's remarkable stature, she lets out a grateful whistle. With some hesitation, she tentatively reaches out and wraps her fingers around his big shaft. She says with admiration, "Well... I never knew you were packing something this big, sweetheart."

I looked back at him and saw him biting his lip as he ran his hand through his smooth raven hair, “This is weird, but we have some space in our Safari and we’re going to Vegas too.” I noticed his sleek black 1957 Pontiac Safari—my God, a hot guy with a hot car? I also noticed that he said ‘we’. But as I squinted my eyes, I saw a ginger head guy bobbing his head to some 90s jam he was playing. I looked back at Blue-eyes and found him staring back at me with patience. Well, he didn’t look like a serial killer. But who am I to judge a person to know whether he was a serial killer? “Oh, and—” I almost jumped back when he stepped toward me. Almost. “I am Jake,” he extended his hand to me. I stare

“You’re underestimating how much he cares, Cassandra. Trust me, I’ve known him for a long time.” “And I don’t?” “You don’t, and if you knew, would you really accept Jake? The real Jake?” “And what does that suppose to mean?” “He’s not what you think he is.” “He is Jake.” He chuckled. “You know Jake on the surface, but you don’t know what’s beneath the surface.” He sighed, pulling up somewhere unfamiliar to me. “You’re too young, weak, and naive for him. He doesn’t want to break that vulnerability in you. He cares for you so much he’s willing to keep his feelings until his death. Even if that means giving you up to the ‘good guy.’"

"Tomorrow you will meet Andrea and Leo. You are going to see why I am trying not to ruin their family. Andrea loves Cole and Leo is the sweetest kid." "You should go to sleep. You need to relax." Claire stated worriedly. The next day, Jake came to the hotel to pick us up. "Hey, Jake." He embraced me when I greeted him. "This is my best friend, Claire. And this is the famous billionaire Jason Luke Anderson." "You sound like a crazy person." Jake replied playfully. "Hi, please call me Jake." He shook Claire's hands. "So Blair asked you to pick us up? You would really do anything for her." I teased.

Tonya warned the little boy. “Sorry! I’m just really excited. I can’t wait to ride the Ferris Wheel, the Caterpillar, and the Viking Ride!” Jake said excitedly, which made Aviannah pause for a moment. She suddenly remembered the last time she rode the Viking Ride… she was with Drei. “Oh? Are you all ready?” Andrei suddenly appeared and asked them. “Yes, Kuya! We’re super ready!” Jake responded enthusiastically. “All right, let’s go!” Andrei replied with a smile.

“Now talk.” Elias gestured to two old wooden crates near the water’s edge. They sat facing each other, the lake lapping softly behind them. “I watched the verdict,” Elias began. “You told most of the truth. But you left out the part where you helped move the body.” “I was twelve,” Jake replied. “Terrified. Ray told me if I didn’t help, they’d take me away. I believed him.” Elias’s laugh was bitter. “And I was an infant thrown into the system because our mother was ashamed. We both got screwed. The difference is you got the lake house and the name. I got nothing.”

I crouch to his level and whisper, “Go to your room and play a video game, okay? Mommy needs to talk to Jake.” Dean nods, his eyes darting between Jake and me before running off to his room. I stand and gesture toward the couch. “Have a seat,” my voice shaky. Jake doesn’t respond. He sit down, his body tense. I sit opposite him, and the silence stretches on for a while. Finally, I break it. “What are you doing here, Jake? How did you find us?” The questions spill out, my curiosity and anxiety clawing at me. Jake frowns, as if my questions were ridiculous. “Karen escaped from prison,” he answers flatly and sighs before continuing. “I wanted to make sure you’re safe.”

He said as he stepped in front of him. "I am not the only person here so go find another" Jake answered, trying to walk away from him, but he was quick to hold both his shoulders. Look....i am here on a mission....and....and if i do not find someone, we will be doomed.....please help" He said as he looked into his eyes. "Get away from me!" Jake tries to shake him away but he did not budge. He looked up at the strange boy and realised he was looking at him in shock.

I moved to the far side and stared at the doors and crossed my arms over my chest which was a mistake because my nipples were hard enough to cut glass and crossing my arms only made that more obvious. The doors closed and there was an overwhelming silence. His reflection was right there in the mirrored wall beside mine. Chest bare. Tattoos everywhere. Standing with his water bottle at his side looking at the side of my face with an expression I refused to look at directly. “You have a nephew,” I said. Because I needed to say something and that was the safest thing I could find. He looked at me in the mirror. “Jake. Yes.” “You never mentioned” “Her name is Maddie,” he said. “She ran away from