Twilight Jacob Novels & Stories

It is Jacob’s job to ensure that my employees are safe from the creatures of the night that frequent this place. “Show me.” My eyes flash to a bright red color, indicating the anger that is seething just below the surface and is begging to come out. I can feel my gums tingle where my fangs are located, the large incisors close to showing themselves to the human. Jacob is one of a few humans who actually know about the supernatural world and it is his job to ensure the two don’t meet.

Jacob said suddenly. I just kept quiet and didn't react, because I was still quite shocked after knowing this fact. "If I don't make it in time, you will also be dead by then, Lucy Watts. And the sacrifice that Willyam Dormen makes will be in vain," Jacob said again. “Why are you helping me, Jacob Hayden Al Jabbar? and how come you know so much about me and Daniel?” I asked softly with a hoarse voice, my eyes could not take off staring at the two mounds in front of me.

How could anyone betray Jacob, betray us, like that? Thorn’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he watched me process the information. "You see, your precious Jacob’s plans have been... compromised. The spy—he’s been giving me every detail, telling me everything about the plan. How Jacob is coming alone to the old oak tonight. How he believes he can save you, bring you back."

Kade cut me off. I couldn’t even speak. Morgan was probably about to run out of here, screaming her fucking head off. Any second now. “Okay.” WHAT?! “Why did you say, Morgan?” I asked. “I said okay. I’ve seen Twilight, and you know how I felt about Jacob. There’s no fucking way these four guys could be anything but werewolves. They’re too big and muscular and downright sexy as hell. So … okay.” She looked back at Kade and gave him a sly grin. “Kade, Beta of the Blue Moon pack and my supposed mate, let’s do this thing.”

Jacob challenged. "You're just upset because I married Talia, aren't you?" Jacob stared at the man in disbelief. He pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pants pocket, took one out, and lit the end. He thought Jayden was a smart man, which was why he was chosen to be a minister. Or maybe he became a minister because of the Jepson family's influence? "Do you know who Nicklaus Hunter is?" "Of course I know. Who doesn't know about the formidable businessman who can crush anyone without mercy?" Jayden replied indignantly, as if he didn't understand anything about his position as minister.

I simply responded with a hum, leaned back, and closed my eyes to rest. Even though I stayed quiet, Estel couldn't suppress her urge to boast. "Esmeray, that woman is Julian Stewart's wife. Did you know that? Julian told me I looked just like her when she was young. Once she's gone, I'll be the next Mrs. Stewart." In the past, I would have advised her to stop dreaming. This time, I congratulated her instead. "Wow, congratulations! When that happens, can you get me a job at Stewart Corp?"

“A new group… different from before. They have… wolves with them, but they aren’t like us… they’re… twisted. Dark. Something’s wrong with them.” The blood drained from my face as his words sank in. Twisted wolves? This was worse than anything we had anticipated. “Jacob, stay with us,” Fiona said, trying to keep him conscious. “Tell us where you saw them.” He shook his head weakly. “They’re close. I barely escaped. There’s something leading them. Something… ancient… powerful. It’s looking for you, Fiona. It knows.” His eyes fluttered shut, and despite our best efforts, Jacob slipped away.

All that I could think was ‘MINE’, but before I could say anything, two very low growls sounded from Reed and Lucas. Jacob raised his hands and backed away from Heather. He came right over to me, stood behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. “Sorry. She is just like a sister, and I miss her.” Jacob said, squeezing me gently. Things were good after that. We spent the rest of the day talking with the group from Twin Moon. Apparently they have been having quite a lot of excitement going on in their lives. The stories that they were telling us were almost unbelievable. But then again, the stories were being told by werewolves. So who am I to say whether the stories are believable or not?

Voicemail. Again. I stomp my foot. “Unbelievable. I swear I’ll throw my phone at him when he arrives.” A group of girls passes, giggling like a pack of hyenas. I almost roll my eyes…until I hear: “Omg, Jacob in Twilight is so hot.” “So hot? Girl, he is fire. I would give my left leg to date a werewolf like him.” “Same! He’s hot and dangerous. I love it.” I look up, fighting the urge to laugh. Girls are so dramatic.

I’ve never done anything controlled or meaningful. ‘Great.’ I sigh sarcastically just as the sounds of twigs snapping and booted feet crushing stones reach my ears. I still can’t see Alpha Jacob but I know he’s getting close. ‘More damn magic that I have no hope of understanding.’ I sense movement behind me as I push Talia back down; I subtly glance over my shoulder to see two massive forms trying their best to stick to the shadows. I can feel their eyes on me but I can’t see their faces. it doesn’t matter; I know who they are because I’ve spent enough time around them these last few days. I want to tell my uncle and Alpha Ronan to leave but Alpha Jacob chooses that exact moment to step out