Tallstar X Jake Novels & Stories

I explained, making the girl smile. “Hello! I'm Taylor, and Jake says you're a big marshmallow on the inside, don't you get dizzy being so high?” The laugh my friend let out made the concern that marked his face subside a little, a fact that made me feel a little better. I only hoped that this conflict he was experiencing could be solved and that Kane wouldn’t get hurt in the unusual love triangle.

“I’m the ADC," another boy with silver hair spoke up, extending his hand to the newcomer. "My name is Jackey, but I go by Jack in the game. I’m seventeen this year, the youngest on the team.” Leon Batton nodded and shook his hand. “Nice to meet you.” He also recognized Jackey, who used to be an internet streamer and a famous gamer in eSports. Xyla Quest signed him onto the team when he turned sixteen and trained him for an entire year.

"Did Jax mention anything to you about an underground place for safety?" "Hold on, let me think." "Slow turd," Cage said blithely. "Wait, are you Cage Harrison?" One of the girls gasped. "Yes?" Cage responded sounding unsure. "Oh my gosh," the girls squealed except for Emma. "If you're him, then that Zharn is the Beta." "Yup," I replied. "What's your name and your twin in front?" I could sense their gazes averted to me even in the dark.

Her team all nod in agreement. “DDG?” I ask under my breath and Jake turns to look at me with his hands on his hips. He may be gay, but I know the guy could probably knock men bigger and scarier than me on their ass. Jake is an ex MMA fighter, but his passion is hair and flair, apparently from what Mouse found in his file. “Drop dead gorgeous. Come on, big boy, learn the lingo.” He says and we all chuckle. “Still, I don’t see why she would be jealous.” Melody says, her voice small and vulnerable.

“Crazy night, huh?” Jake smirks behind his coffee mug he definitely didn’t have five minutes ago. “Best night in years,” he says. Tyler just grunts and stumbles to the bathroom, none the wiser. I meet Jake’s eyes across the room and smile. Jake’s flight is at 1800. Tyler left at noon for one final errand—“gotta pick up something for the unit,” he said, clueless as ever. The door shuts behind him and the house falls silent.

It couldn't be. I turned around in my seat. He was seated right beside me, his dark hair thicker than before; he looked healthier and so much better, clad in black denim, a black leather jacket over a black t-shirt that stretched over his broad chest to show me he'd spent the last couple of months working out a lot. He was wearing boots beneath. My breath caught in my throat, his caramel brown eyes danced with amusement and mischief. He was here! "My name's Jackson Wolfe, but you can call me Jack. What's your name, beautiful?"

He did kiss Xavier. I rolled my eyes at him, but said nothing. "So, is it a great time to announce that we are expecting a baby." Jessica voiced out. "Oh my goodness, really?" Xyla asked, sitting up, her eyes wide open. "Yes. I'm two weeks gone." Jessica replied. "Wow, congrats girl. I am so happy for you and Jake." I stood up, then walked over to her and hugged her. But I noticed Jake wasn't looking happy, even when he was been congratulated by the men. He tried to give off a happy vibe, but I know Jake.. and he is definitely not all that happy.

This is despite the fact that he urged me to do so. Regarding Rivard Escallions, I believe that I have come across that name before, or I may have just seen it. What truly stood out to me about Jake was the tattoo that he has on the back of his neck. I immediately recognized the design.

I lift my head and peer out in the distance, trying to see the Gulf. I see something else instead. “Is that a fucking cemetery?” I almost squeal before scoffing, and turning my back to the headstones rising in the distance. “Jesus Christ.” “Julia, come over here and meet Tanner Hendricks.” Jake waves me over, and I reluctantly obey, casting a glance over my shoulder at the creepy cemetery and the standing water all around it. We’ll have to do something about that. Tanner is tall with dark brown hair and a ruggedly handsome face. He looks like he chops wood and drinks straight whiskey. He probably wears flannel and has a Labrador, too.

Dawn frowns narrowly, trying to recognize that familiar face, " Jake Dustin, the rapper, right?" She asks calmly, since she can't believe that she is looking at the famous boy band's rapper. Jake Dustin, 25 who has a cruel fate ahead. He died at 26, right after his birthday because of lung cancer. Jake, looking around, runs his slander fingers through his hair before smiling awkwardly, " Hello. I didn't expect to meet a fan here!"