Novel & Cerita Saving Jacob

They gathered around her in a tangle of arms and quiet tears and held each other the way people do when they have been afraid, for a very long time, that this moment might never come. Later, when the room had settled into something gentler, Julian crossed to where his mother sat and knelt before her. “Mum.” He took her hands in his. “I’m sorry for being away so long. I signed up to save lives, I made a contract, and I had to see it through.” He looked up at her. “I’m leaving again tomorrow. But only to finish it. To close this chapter for good. And then” he paused, “I’m coming home.”

He lit the cigarette, then blew smoke out into the open air. Failure wasn’t an option, not with HEXAGON. Not with him watching. I had seen what they did to those who disappointed them—broken souls who were tortured in ways that made you forget who you were. The kind of suffering that didn’t kill you but made you wish it would. A lot could happen if I killed Mike, I could lose everything, but one thing is certain, I can never lose Blue. And he is all that stands between me and her.

There was a faint impression that he was pleased with himself. “You helped her escape, didn’t you? You were the one who told her about the secret passage and arranged for a boat to take her away!” Xavier pressed the barrel of the gun against the old man who had a part in raising him. Jakob looked him square in the eye without any signs of fear, “Yes.” “Why?” Xavier grabbed his neck, “Even you are betraying me!” Jakob struggled to breathe and was beginning to turn red from suffocation. Then, he closed his eyes and smiled contentedly.

Nag lalaro na pala sila ng jengga it's Elijah's turn but he was halted by Abby's sudden plead. I want to savor this moment. It's heart warming to hear from the person you love that kind of plead for the person you also love. My man fix his composture as it is he's crouching earlier. Nag mukhang maliit ang bahay at sofa dahil sa kaniya. Well, what do you expect he's freaking tall not to mention his body build.

Jacob wasn't a bad guy it's just that his obsession for Amelia brought him to his end. Ashton and Evelyn wanted everyone to know what type of a guy he is? A criminal. But i decided not to reveal his involvement in Amelia's kidnapping. He was a renowned doctor and i want people to remember him as a doctor not a criminal. Because somewhere in my heart i know that he is a good guy. And secondly, i can't deny the fact that he saved Amelia's life. He sacrificed his life for Amelia and for that i am grateful to him. That's why i decided to let him have a proper funeral. I want people to remember him as a doctor who saved many life. Only Jacob's parents knows the truth. They looked so broken and h

I roared so loud that the walls shook. “I want him found,” I commanded. Now I understood why the attack was short. It was a diversion to get Jacob out. Why do they want him so bad? It’s as if he rules them or something. Why would they risk so much to save him? I needed answers and I will find it. My concern is I need him kept alive. For Ammie’s sake, I need him alive. I walk back in and was met with my mate as she threw her arms around my neck and kissed me.

“You were the one who brought Abby to me for protection. Now you have to finish the mission. The blood moon is tomorrow. You must keep her safe.” “Abby would be safe,” I said. “She has the sheriff and Trevor. You know they would keep her safe. She doesn't need me. You do.” He squeezed my hand with a tired smile. “If you believed that the sheriff and Trevor could save her, you wouldn't bring her to me for safety,” he said. “Create an illusion once the fight begins and head to Jericho's base.” I opened my mouth to speak, but the door opened with a bang, and Jacob walked into the room with the sheriff of Lockwood on his shoulders. “I brought you some company,” he grinned as he dropped the sheri

Planning. Jake’s face was twisted with something unreadable, a mix of desperation and fury. “You don’t understand, Sofia,” he muttered, his hands trembling as he pushed her into a chair. “I’m trying to save you.” “By locking me up?” she spat, yanking her wrist free. “You’re just like them, Jake. You think you’re different, but you’re not.” His jaw clenched. “I am different. I didn’t ask for this, I didn't want this, Sofia—I didn’t want this. But I won’t let him have you, not as long as I'm alive.”

In my past life, I threw myself in front of a truck to save my father. I ended up with both legs shattered beyond repair, permanently disabled. He looked down at me in my wheelchair. "You're nothing but an embarrassment to the Carrington name." Then he brought his mistress and her son into our home without a shred of shame. At the company gala, he replaced me with his illegitimate son. "We can't have people asking questions at the banquet. Brandon will go in your place. It's not like we're taking anything from you." My mother was framed by the mistress and died in a psychiatric facility. I was locked in a basement, cut off from water and medication, and left to rot. The mistress became

I hadn’t seen Jacob in years, and now he was in a torture building with blood on his shirt. Marco lifted his gun. Joey did the same. Jacob froze, breath rattling out in short gasps. He lifted both hands slowly. A small folded paper was pinched between his fingers. “Mina,” Jacob whispered. His voice cracked on my name. My throat tightened. “Jacob. What are you doing here?” “He made me bring this,” Jacob said, stepping closer with the smallest, most terrified steps I had ever seen. “He said if I failed, he would finish what he started.”