Ninjago Jake Novels & Stories

Kane was neutral as always, eating away his food whilst bathing in its taste. I quietly sat between the two and picked up my plates. Although I wanted to ask but I wasn't able to bring myself to do so. "I know that you both are very powerful in that territory. I don't know how powerful, but you can actually get her back from that son of a bitch if you want to," Jake suddenly spoke before digging in once more. I could feel that the food wasn't giving any taste to him at that moment.

I had no idea how she was able to instantly figure things out. “We can find his address by sorting out the engagement invitation cards. I heard each invitation had a pair. One was sent as an invite, and the other was preserved in the storeroom.” “Seriously?? But how do we get to the storeroom? You know we don’t have access to the mansion.” “Jac can be of help.” “Jac?…. What’s that?” My forehead furrowed as my eyes narrowed. “My friend. He is one of the warriors,” she giggled hard. I noticed how her cheeks heated up. They went red in a flash.

Raphael wanted to say when I heard a high-pitched voice scream “Daddy!...” I felt a sudden thud at my side as someone hugged me tightly, clinging to me like an octopus. I looked down to see Jake. He was wearing his favourite Spider-Man jacket I got him on his eighth birthday and carrying a backpack over his shoulders. A few steps behind him, one of the servants stood holding his suitcase.

Opening the door, I step outside, and from the large open space in the center of the house, I can see outside where a group of people are busy in training. There are two men looking over the training, and one of them seems more observant than the other. The observant one seems like he is the Alpha of them because of the energy he is giving off. His eyes land on me even before I walk outside. He is measuring each step with a calculative gaze but doesn't make any moves. Once I am near, breaking away from the group, he walks to me after barking some orders to start practicing hand-to-hand combat. "I am Jake." Extending his hand in my direction, he introduces himself, "How are you feeling now?"

She suddenly used her knee to kick him in between his legs, and the bowl fell from his hand. Jake's hard glare told her that he didn't find it funny. He leaned down to pick it, then grabbed her hand and made an even bigger cut, making sure that it would hurt her a lot. "Don't try anything funny again." He warned, and this time, there was no form of mirth in his gaze. Nina winced in pain as the cut stung her, but all she could do was just glare. Jake then made a cut in his own wrist, and mixed it with Nina's. He gave the mixture to Magdalene who had been staring at them blankly.

It made her easy to manipulate. Alpha Crane clears his throat. “Well. We’re here,” he says, gesturing to his pack. “What do you want, Jake ?” “Alpha Jake ,” Jordan corrects him. He’s standing to my left. Kev whistles from right behind me. His hands are on my hips, where they’ve been since we arrived. “Yeah, not a good start, Alpha Crane. Insulting your superior?” He makes a clicking noise with his tongue. “Not

As for the mercenaries kneeling behind him, he could not care less about them. Jake wiped the sweat off his forehead. He did not doubt James’ identity. From the moment he saw how composed James was with a firearm pressed against his head, he knew he was no ordinary man. Moreover, James also managed to subdue his subordinate in an instant. Jake was utterly convinced of James’ identity. “T-To think I have the honor of welcoming the Black Dragon…” Jake spoke. However, he had lost his composure and was trembling all over. If he was not already sitting on the sofa, he would be lying on the floor, paralyzed.

I glare at him , straightening up my jersey He leans on the hood of my Lexus and crossed his arms over his chest , I had this sudden urge to kick the annoying bastard of my hood but I didn't or more like I couldn't . Conan was the captain of the team , if I so much as touched him , I might find my ass stuck on the bleachers for the rest of the season. And that's not good for me , not being everyone 's golden boy . Conan shook his head " you are gonna regret this , Jake "

JAX: The despicable shit I killed didn't inform me that he had his filthy minions waiting outside. Workers and trainees at the pack house started to emerge, perhaps thinking the threat had passed. Among them were trainees and three seasoned fighters I recognized, who joined me in attacking the rogues outside the pack house.

he gritted his teeth. Drake sighed. “No, let me deal with those punks!” he hissed. “I’m the one they needed, and I want to face those idiots and kill them barely with my hands.” He gritted his teeth and looked at rouges. “Oh, well, well, well. . .” A rouge in a black cloak appeared and said,” . . . how are you alpha? Why are you rushing back to your royal house?” Drake’s fists crumpled. “Don’t talk and let me kill you, punk!” he growled.