American Dragon Jake Long Mom の小説・ストーリー

No one said anything for a long time until the female started talking. “First, let me introduce myself. My name is Jade, and I am the mate of Kellan, whom you have already met. I am human, but because I am mated to a Dragon, I am able to live an exceptionally long life. I am over two hundred years old.”

Margaret says coldly. Jake feels scared but he didn't reveal it to his eyes. He comes with his mother to find Kristi and Alessandro. "I want to go to the park," Jake says to his mother. Margaret looked at his son with confusion. "Is it alright if I look at the park? I wanted to see what it looks like," Jake reasoned to his mother. Margaret sighed. "Alright, go there and we will follow you after we search for your siblings," Margaret agreed. She let him see what the park looked like.

Mom calls. “Why’d I have to come home early? Ronnie and I were in the middle of a Super Mario Kart tournament,” Jake whines. “Early? Oh, dear. Did I get the days mixed up? I thought that Ronnie’s family had something to do tonight,” Mom says, feigning innocence. “I’m sure,” I mutter. I walk to Carter and put my hand on his shoulder. I don’t know what I interrupted, but I know that I definitely want it to be over. “You ok?”

Agent Vernon chuckled. “She was a good fighter,” Agent Jane said while trying to stop herself from giggling. “They said she had quick hands and she could usually put down her opponent in just a few seconds. She was a vicious fighter. They called her The Gunmetal Mama. Sometimes she would come out holding a gun that wasn’t loaded. Every time she’d come out to fight, they would play music by her favorite rapper, Tupac Shakur,” Agent Jane explained through her giggling.

She had been adopted by her mother after the Great War a century ago, brought home to live as their daughter in name, but a servant in practice. Amanda picked up a heavy stone and hurled it through the slats, striking Calista squarely on the forehead. “Father is coming,” Amanda whispered with a wicked grin. “And honestly? I’m just glad that you’re finally leaving us alone this time.” Jake approached the pigpen, a wide, genuine smile stretching across his face. But to Calista, that smile was a harbinger of doom; whenever her father looked happy, something terrible was about to happen to her. “Stand up!” Jake barked, hauling her to her feet by her hair. Calista groaned, crying out as he dragge

“What is it that you want?” Warren shifted on his feet. “I want you to kill Devon Longshire.” Jake huffed out a laugh. “They have a word for this. Entrapment. I’m not a hitman.” “I know exactly who and what you are, Jake.” “I’m an ex-con riding with an MC,” Jake said. “My room’s not wired, I’m officially on leave. You can check,” Warren said. “I know. You’re also divorced from Marcie and you have a three-year-old daughter named Emi-Lee.”

his father asked slowly. "That Alpha," Mangolia corrected, "His name is Ligon. He's the one who killed the Chimps and Kruel. He freed I and a dozens others. He showed me what true strength looks like..." He watched his mother's hand fly to her throat as she watched him cautiously. "Mangolia, what are you saying?" "I'm saying I can't stay here." The words tumbled out, unstoppable now. "This life. The politics, the 'young master' title, it was never me. I'm a warrior, Mother. I always have been. And I've found someone worth following."

Selena queried. "House Illuyankamunus is the house of the dragon," I pointed to Alkonyka and the gorgeous Nordic-style dragon tattooed along the entirety of her right back and shoulder. The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. I checked. Yes, I had Fortune Cookies. "The lady who walked away has come back from Underworld Hell with Ajax from the Trojan Wars to wreak vengeance on the Amazons," I gave her a lopsided grin. "Molpadia's mom was mocked by Ajax and she is hoping that she can restore her mother's honor and let that woman find piece with her ancestors...Achilles having already exited to the Elysium Fields."

I swear it. When I returned to the pack house, Jake was already there, his face twisted in pain as he spoke with a group of warriors. He looked up as I approached, his eyes locking onto mine. “Who?” he asked simply. “Tim,” I said, my voice breaking. “They killed Tim.” Jake’s expression darkened, his jaw clenched so tightly I thought it might break. He turned away, slamming his fist into the nearest wall. The sound echoed through the room, a raw, physical manifestation of his rage.

I was still in deep thoughts when I heard a male voice. "Hello , I am Jake" he said stretching forth his hand for a handshake. I realised he is the stranger I was admiring earlier. I noticed he was even more handsome than what I saw earlier, he was about 6 feet tall, well built and his six packs stuck out from his shirt. I also discovered he had the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen, short spiky hair which made him look more handsome and his voice sounded like that of an Angel. Well, I haven't seen any Angel in reality but I have seen them in movies.