Twilight Quotes Jacob Black Novels & Stories

I whispered, my breath warm against his skin. He pulled back slightly to look at me, his eyes were dark with desire. "And I couldn't have done it without you," he said, his voice rough with emotion. "You're my mate, Bella. My everything." I felt my heart swell with love for him, and I tiptoed to kiss him again. As our lips met, I felt a surge of power coursing through me, the wolf and siren within me singing with joy. As we pulled away from our kiss, Jacob grinned at me, his eyes sparkling mischievously. "You know, you're even more beautiful when you're covered in sweat," he said, winking at me.

he said in a whisper. I hissed. Weakness? Is that why he called me a weakling before?! “Is that why you called me weak the first time we met?” Jacob sighed and I felt him move which meant he nodded. “Tss. You said mine was full gray, what’s the difference with that and just shades?” Jacob shrugged. “I only know that gray means weakness. But upon seeing a full gray, I assumed--” “That I’m the weakest of all the weak? Is that it?”

The shadow had grown and spread, consuming him. Jacob’s face was wet with tears as he looked up at the night sky. He was a monster without equal. A hunter without equal. Come to me, Jacob. Zande’s soft voice washed over him like a cool, fresh breeze. I do not think I can face the crowd there, beloved one. He answered her honestly.

The Jacob I know would have dropped a sarcastic comment or thrown a jab at how I was always getting kidnapped or in danger. Recalling the two ominous presence just outside this door, I whispered, "We need to get out of here". He nodded. "I'll come back later to scope the place out". "No", I rushed out, standing up after him. "You can't come back here". Jacob's unique dark twin pools stared down at me, his eyebrows quirked in a 'do you take me for a weakling?' fashion. I shook my head, my heart thumping as I maintained my ground. "You can't come here".

He wiped a thin string of saliva from his bottom lip with the back of his hand, his pitch-black eyes gleaming with absolute triumph. “I did not kiss you back!” she screamed, taking a staggering step backward into the deep snow. “You forced yourself on me! You are an animal!” “Liar,” Jacob taunted, taking a slow, predatory step forward. “I felt your tongue. I felt your hands clutching my shoulders. You melted.” “I slipped!” she yelled, her chest heaving rapidly. “I lost my balance! I would rather kiss a feral rogue than press my lips against a murderer’s mouth ever again!”

I guessed I was not the only one affected by that last act. "I present to you the Alpha and Luna of the Black Shadow Pack... Alpha Jacob and Luna Clair Galhart!" I heard Elder Garett at the back of my mind while my mouth continued to accept the smoldering kiss from my Alpha as the crowd continued to cheer. After a while, Jake pulled out of the kiss, but his eyes never left mine. His eyes dilated into full obsidian black, showing me a glimpse of Echo before returning to their normal shade. I blinked my eyes and let Rain‘s out for a moment as I tipped on my toes and pecked his lips. I then clasped his hand with mine and pulled him to face the crowd with me.

“Took you long enough, little witch.” I stared at her, my chest tightening with a mix of anger and betrayal. “It’s you,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “You’re helping him.” She laughed, a sound that echoed unnaturally in the haze. “Of course it’s me. Did you think Jacob could pull all this off by himself? Please.” “Why?” I demanded, taking a step forward. “Why would you go this far,black magic will destroy you Jena” “destroy?” she repeated, feigning offense. “Its made me stronger darling.”

I couldn't help but cover Kyro's eyes. Pests. No longer ashamed for the child. They are a very perfect couple. I will definitely nominate them for the couple of the year. A certified witch and a Demon. Gosh, the combination is so ugly. I was slightly surprised when I heard Jacob's voice. "Next time, don't bow to them," he said in a serious way. He was just looking straight ahead. And don't even look back here. I couldn't help but be grinned in my mind. He warms my blood. But I feel the excitement overflowing in my body.

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?

Sylvie had raised me, and been my rock, and I couldn’t betray her trust. Sylvie’s joy was a bitter reminder of what I wished I could have. She had never been this lively before. Was Jake bringing out a side of her that I would never experience? It crushed me. Why wasn’t this person me? “Hi, I’m Jake. Jake Black of the Blackmoon Pack,” he introduced himself, extending his hand. “Are we doing business?” I pouted, struggling to act like an enthusiastic eighteen-year-old. My thoughts were a mess. I wanted to pull him closer, but I had to maintain control. I forced a giggle and waved, trying to show enthusiasm.