Neverland Jake Novels & Stories

“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.”

“Annabelle Brian Kennedy Jefferson and Jade Westwood… What a marvelous show you showed us after these five years ago. So, you actually planned everything in other to run away. If you love each other back then, you could have fucking told me, I would have understood. But must you choose the cruel way to torture me? What did I do to deserve this lie? Are you both that bad to that extent?” Jake said painfully as he started to break everything in there. He broke glasses, vessels, Wines, and so on. Everyone was shocked by Jake's outburst. Jade felt hurt and sad seeing his brother in that condition. Truth be told, Jade had never thought of hating Jake. But it seems fate keeps on drifting them apar

He asked in a cold voice as he sensed the person coming closer. "I am sorry for intruding but i smelt your air from a far distance and followed it. I never knew there was another Immortal in the mortal world. Are you here to also seek the Phoenix?" The unknown person said as he came closer. It was a baritone voice and so he knew he was talking to a man. "I am sorry but i am no Immortal. Please leave" Jake said in an icy voice. He hated being around people.....except his Mate. "You smell so different and unique. Who are you?"

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

Jake said coldly, his voice dropping a few degrees. “Just into the woods,” I said, compelled to give him some truth, but not all of it. “To the south.” Jake immediately straightened, indicating that this had been the absolute wrong answer. “Oh, Annette,” Mom said sadly. “What?” I asked. “I didn’t do anything wrong.” “To the south is an enemy pack,” Jake said gruffly. “If they learn who you are, they will take you, do you understand?” I thought of that man and his kids. They hadn’t seemed like the kidnapping type. Jake had to be overreacting.

Jake said. “How are you going to fight the mud monsters? You can’t! I could barely get rid of one and I !” I exclaimed. “That’s why I’m putting my trust into you and Viktor to get info from Jade. I’m trusting Viktor to get the witches and bring them to the battlefield. I’m trusting you to stay hidden, to stay safe, so I don’t have to worry about you while fighting,” Jake said. I looked between my mates. “Okay. I’ll stay away from the fight,” I lied.

I quickly said. “Sorry Cinderella, these barrels are a little too heavy and I lost my balance,” said another voice. I then glanced up to the owner of the voice and it’s Jake, The tavern owner's son. He's carrying three large wine barrels, looking a bit embarrassed about what has happened, as two other barrels rolls down across the road. “It’s all fine young man, just be more careful next time,” Conrad said, sounding annoyed. Jake nodded, he smiled at me and then continued to walk towards the tavern.

“Get all that information about her, and I will decide which to break up with her with. She must have a dark past that she is running from. I will bring it to her.” “Consider it done,” he said with a little bow before leaving. Jake had been my childhood friend since I was 7. We went to the same school and were together since our parents are friends too. His parents died with mine five years ago in a war with vampires. We won the war, but I lost my parents like him.

"Please... don't kill me... I swear I won't tell anyone..." I grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked his head back. "Listen to me closely, you little shit. I have a question. And if you lie, I won't shoot you. I'll cut off your tongue." Jake nodded frantically, snot running down his nose. "Your uncle," I hissed. "Noah Marlowe. He was with Elena yesterday. They were kidnapped together and then they were on a bike. Why?" "I... I can't say!" Jake wailed. "He'll kill me! If I talk about his business, he'll kill me!"