Trapper Jake Novels & Stories

While I waited at the hospital to get my tubes tied, I came across a question that was blowing up online. [What's the cruelest way to get revenge on a woman?] An anonymous answer sat at the very top with thousands of upvotes. [Easy. Become her best friend, then slowly take everything she's proud of away from her. [I should know. That's exactly what I did to the girl I grew up with. [By the time she realized anything was wrong, her parents already treated me like their daughter, and I outranked her at her own family's company. Her childhood sweetheart, who later became her husband, lost his virginity to me in the house she personally decorated for them. [And those twins she thinks are

His chapped lower lip was bleeding from a small cut and I wanted to just kiss away the blood and the pain. I wouldn't stop getting butterflies, I got them every time I looked into his eyes, I knew he wouldn't stop running through my mind for the rest of my life. "Oh wait! Alpha Travis, the one you told me about back in New York!" Jacob uttered with a smile. "Who is this guy?" Travis raised a questioning brow. "Someone I met just once in New York and told my life history." I smiled and Jacob's serene smile met mine. "I am Jacob, Jacob banners, alpha of the black paw pack, obviously not from your community and also the key to finding your pups."

Carrero. “Just walk away from her? And then what? That guy won’t make her happy …” Daniel can’t do anything but stare and question Jake’s mental state. “Go back to being a man-whore with parties and whatever else, just forget about her.” Jake shrugs, holding up a mug waving it at me asking if I want one too. I smirk and shake my head adoringly. He is playing Hunter so well. My devious asshole of a man. Daniel sits for a moment and stares at his hands quietly.

I'm not as strong as Jake and nowhere near as smart. I cry out in frustration, tugging harder at the ropes on my arms. The ropes only tighten reminding me of my new prisoner status. I grit my teeth in defeat and do the one thing I can in hopes of getting out of here. I scream for help. ***** Jakes POV - "What do you mean, she's not here?" I ask harshly, pushing the door back and storming inside Trish's house. I make my way to the living room and push open the door searching for Emily.

Damien was the one behind it all. “Fuck!” Lucas yelled in frustration. He had lost everything. The business he had been building. He had lost it all. “Fuck!” he roared again. “Now Lucas, you have just a few minutes left to arrange your things and get out of this premises. Nothing except what belongs to you should be taken. I think that is the best I can do for you.” Damien told him. Lucas shot him a look. “I can't believe you tricked me. All this while I thought you meant it, you actually took me as a laughingstock.”

He disappeared into the kitchen and came back with a pair of shorts on. I sat on the bottom step of the stairs waiting for him to open the door. “I’m sorry to disturb you both at this time of night”. Rocco spoke. “But we’ve found something and I’d rather you come check it out yourself”. Found what? “What’s going on Rocco?”. He asked. “There’s a wolf caught in one of the traps”. He whispered but I heard every word. “One of ours?”. He shook his head no. “Give me ten minutes”. Jake closed the door his eyes landing on mine.

The scarred faced man lunged past Carter trying to get to her consecutively shooting in their direction when Jake tackled him down and punched him right on the face. A nasty crunch followed by a muffled scream. Then everything turned silent Thalia raised her head and realized that Carter had already shifted back and was stepping on the dismembered head of the hunter while Jake was holding the scarface by the scruff of his neck Shayne had already finished dealing with the other. Jake looked at Shayne who was dragging the mangled corpse of the hunter and shook his head. “You were supposed to keep them alive. We needed them for interrogation.“ Carter tipped his head at the human Jake was holdin

“You’re the best damn tracker in this pack‚ Killian. I don’t care what bad blood we have—Sharon is out there‚ I’m going to find her and you will help me.” Killian stared at him for a long moment. Then‚ surprisingly‚ he let out a rough sigh. “You’re a real pain in the ass‚ you know that?” He turned toward the ruined packhouse‚ jaw tight. “Fine. But if we do this‚ it’s my way. No reckless hero crap.” Jake didn’t respond. His mind was already made up. Lyra stepped closer‚ troubled. “And if we find her?” Jake’s eyes darkened. “Then we bring her back home.”

Think carefully about this as it relates to your overall happiness. From behind, Rebecca gently admonished Anne. She felt pity for this little girl named Anna when she first met her ten years ago. She fell into a hunter's trap and became lost in the forest when saving her little sister. It was challenging to wait for someone to rescue him from the wolf's den, but he unexpectedly jumped into the tiger's den. The eight-year-old girl had to run all night until she passed out in front of her door from exhaustion.

Jake thought well of his looks; he was not a dressy man, like Tinkersley, but he nonetheless took pains with his appearance and knew that women fancied him. She had never seen him mad, but she knew he would not like anyone to make light of him. “I believe he’d shoot the man that touches me,” she said. “I believe it too,” Lippy said. “Jake’s mighty partial to Lorie.” “Hell, you’re partial to her yourself,” Gus said. “We’re all partial to her. But Jake ain’t exactly a killer.” “He killed that man in Arkansas,” Lorena said.