Twilight Jacob Novels & Stories

~ AURORA POV~ "Very soon there will be a war coming upon us!" Jacob revealed the information and sounded husky. "WHOAH!" THE PEOPLE PANICKED. I looked here and there while checking out the people—they are not scared but panicked with this sort of information. "YES, SATAN—THE LORD OF HELL IS CHASING US!" Jacob sighed into the mic, and those vibrations sent chills down my spine. Jacob was looking so hot—he was wearing a red t-shirt and a black jacket, which were fitted against his biceps.

They walked down a few flights of stairs and drove off. Eric had selected a classy restaurant downtown named Hotspot and had made the reservations earlier in the evening after he had spoken with Sandra. He loved the restaurant and he had visited it several times but this time it had a special meaning to him. He was taking the woman he has fallen in love with there. They had booked a table for two at the deck as he had requested and they had a view of a man made lake. It was beautiful.

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While twirling the glass in his hand, he looked at Jacob. Jacob’s hand stopped for a moment, but he sipped his drink and kept the glass on the table. “The tattoo on your arm,” Caleb exclaimed, pointing towards the small tattoo of a scorpion on Jacob’s forearm. Jacob had folded his sleeves up to his elbows. He eyed the tattoo and looked towards both of them, specifically towards Cassian. “Cassian Holt, or better to say ‘King of Shadows,’ never fails to impress anyone,” Jacob replied in a calm tone.

Jacob declared, causing Lyra to gasp and sit up sharply in bed. "Twins! Jacob, you’re having twins! Wow, I’m truly happy for you,” she exclaimed, her excitement palpable. However, Jacob fell into silence, and she could sense that something was troubling him. "What's wrong?" she pressed gently. "It's a high-risk pregnancy, Lyra. She’s half Lycan and half human, and as an Alpha, I can’t help but worry—especially since they’re twins,” he admitted, his voice tinged with concern.

Until Aria’s online man. “You look gorgeous,” the stylist RJ said as they finished my hair. “All thanks to you,” I replied warmly. From our short conversation, I had learned that RJ was a well-known Norse non-binary stylist and a close family friend of the Barginsens. They looked to be in their late thirties and were incredibly sweet. Even when I grew nervous, RJ knew how to keep me calm and steady. “Now people will understand why you became Mrs Barginsen,” Sarah added. “Your beauty is truly out of this world.”

I threw the abortion report from the Healer in their faces and had the guards throw them out. After reading the report and confirming that I had truly aborted the only heir of the Twilight pack, the Ackhursts completely lost their minds. They momentarily dropped their fear of Dad's authority and stood outside the gates of the Bloodmoon pack. There, they cursed me for being ungrateful and disloyal. Andre even went so far as to yell, "Jane! I'm not dead. I'm your real fiancé, Andre! Come out and see me, Jane! I don't believe you've stopped loving me…"

she whispered, sobbing into her mother’s shoulder. “We’re not that easy to kill, sweetheart,” Thomas chuckled softly, brushing her hair from her face. “We’ve still got fight in these bones.” “Oh, so that’s where she gets it from,” Jacob suddenly chimed in, drawing all eyes to him. He rose from his seat, his presence unmistakable, powerful, confident, and a little too charming. “I’m glad you’re both safe,” he said, striding forward and extending a hand. “I’m Jacob Frost. Your daughter’s fated mate.”

he spat, his chest heaving. I met his gaze, my own burning with determination. “Yes,” I said coldly. “It is.” Because the howls were getting closer. Jacob knew it too. His eyes darted to the darkness beyond the trees, where the shadows moved with approaching bodies. He clenched his fists, his whole frame vibrating with fury. And then—he did something I didn’t expect. He smiled. A slow, cruel smile that sent ice down my spine. “You think this is the end?” he murmured.

“Get up, Jacob.” “Fine, fine,” he groaned, sitting up slowly but not before giving her a playful wink. “Thanks for the nap, Tiff. Best pillow ever.” Tiffany crossed her arms, pretending to scowl, but the warmth in her chest remained. “Why are you so tired anyway?” “Had to work a late shift at the diner,” he said and stood up. Tiffany watched as Jacob brushed off his jeans and then held his hand toward her. “Late shift?” she asked as she took his hand. “On a school night?”