Tallstar X Jake Novels & Stories

Justin said "Hey Justin, Hey Claire, Christy. Do you guys want a beer?" Jake asked "No, I don't drink," I said "Yeah, I'll take one," Christy said, and Jake handed her a beer. "You are looking good, Green eyes," Jake said to me "Thanks, Jake," I replied Jake was hot. He was tall and had a great body but wasn't as hot as Steven or Stephen. No other guy was as hot as Steven and Stephen.

“Guess what Leah, you won't believe it." “Of course I know what you wanna say, I've already seen it, Jake is now in America." “Fortunately, that kind of information doesn't go past you. Well, not just that he is in America but he will be coming to Terrell Hills by tomorrow and the sweetest part of it is that he will give his fans a surprise concert tomorrow evening as well and right now I'm going mad."

I felt like approaching him to introduce myself or at least get his name, but I had to resist my feelings. Just staring at him from a far distance was okay. But I imagined myself hugging him. How I wished that fascination would be a reality, my first crush. Jake, that was his name. He is in his second year in high school, and he is a vocalist. He performs at a band called The Jackson Fellas with his troop of friends, Ray, Nicky, Troy, and Bruce. Jake was leaning by the stairs chatting with his bandmates. The whirlwind breezed through his hair, and he let the strands fall on his face. It made him look more charming, my cheeks were starting to ache from smiling wildly but I couldn't stop smili

Jake, you fucking degenerate! Jake was smiling as he approached the center where Tales was slumped on the floor. Jake crouched beside him, microphone in hand, his sharp suit and confident smirk making him look every bit the master of ceremonies. He scanned the crowd, his voice dripping with mockery as he began. “Ladies and gentlemen,” Jake drawled, “tonight, you’re in for a more delicious treat. Meet Tales.” He gestured grandly at Tales, his grin widening. “He’s not just strong and defiant—oh no, that’s only the surface. This one? He’s a masterpiece of pleasure and pain. A fighter by day, and...” Jake leaned slightly toward the microphone, his voice dropping suggestively, “a dream in bed at

Witches and wolves don’t get along, but what does it mean when Arla is both? Jake was very tall, and very good looking. He was nineteen years old and had close-cropped black hair and striking sea-blue eyes. He spent a lot of time training outdoors, and his skin was permanently sun-kissed as a result. And oh, the muscles. He had muscles upon muscles.

“It was starting to get a bit uncomfortable when I put it on, the night of the auction. Isabella was kicking the crap out of it.” “Good” Stacey replies, turning to face Linda again. “How’s Jake? He must be bit of a handful.” “As any two-year-olds can be” Linda remarks, standing up from her seat as Emmett and Simone follow. “Kaley must be almost four?” “She’ll be four next week and Jaxon turned 7 a few months ago. We are having a small birthday party for her. You should bring Jake along it would be good to catch up” Stacey says, writing the time and place down on a piece of paper and handing it to Linda.

He compliments. My relationship with Jake is strictly platonic. We don’t bat for each other’s teams, a fact his parents can’t seem to accept. Hence his membership in the Daredevils R Us Club. He has a lot of pent up frustration to unload but he can be a fun guy to chill with too, and he’s a fantastic dancer! “What’s this?” I tip my head toward the cocktails waiting for us at our table. “Dad’s off tonight and the bartender is, um, a friend.” He hints not so subtly.

Alpha Kyle's POV I paced around the room feeling rather uncomfortable. I was unable to sleep last night as my wolf didn't let me sleep. He had been disturbing me to look for our mate. Rejecting my mate wasn't a good decision as I didn't feel my body again. The pain was more than I had imagined. Even though I had tried to suppress it, I felt I couldn't continue to suppress it.

-Just turned 19 -Born in Black Oak Pack -Mother Deceased, No Father Listed on Birth Certificate -Entered TRTC at age 15 -Completed Highschool Education And BS in Accounting at the same time No major leads there. The lack of family history is a bit peculiar. Immediately after his mother's death, he showed up at TRTC with the Black Oaks Alpha….. Alpha Raymond dropping him off personally. Why does that name sound familiar? I mind linking Jace to see if he’s free. I need his digital tracking and hacking skills. “Bro, you free to come over to my room?” “You’re not my type” he responds.

The party at Delta house is jumping! Tamara texted back: *Shooting the moon for Porter's class. Will be there.* Three dots popped up instantly. *Nerd. Jake's been asking about you ;)* Tamara rolled her eyes but smiled. Jake, from bio class, had been all over her for weeks. A nice guy from Albany, plays lacrosse, always opens doors. Total catch for a nineteen-year-old. So why did she have these dreams about these golden eyes looked nothing like his? She shook it off and lifted the camera. Five moon shots were due Monday, and she had zero. It was Friday night, and while everyone was partying, she was alone with her camera in the empty campus quad.