Jakevirtanen mga kuwento

There is a serious lack of Jake Virtanen fanfiction so I am attempting to fill that gap. Whilst trying to come up with a plot for this fic, I came across something on Tumblr that sparked an idea I can't seem to get passed. A couple of puck bunny blogs have described Jake as an asshole and that he flirts with a lot of girls. This made me wonder what it would be like to see it from his perspective. Please check out my novel on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Oxterionn-Part-I-Lila-Smith-ebook/dp/B078XLGR3G/ref=sr_1_fkmr0_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1517077709&sr=8-1-fkmr0&keywords=oxterionn+part+1

I woke up from this amazing dream where I lost my friends at the Taylor Swift concert and Jake Virtanen found me and brought me to his place. I just lay here in my bed staring at the roof smiling and going over every detail of the dream

Alex finds someone's number in a history book, but little does she know that the number belongs to Jake Virtanen of the Vancouver Canucks! Read to find out what becomes of Alex and Jake:)

comment on chapters for request, mainly two parts for each player // will update when it reaches 300 reads (i refuse to do patrick k*ne)

•abbotsford, bc, canada• "Tattoos are like stories-they're symbolic of important moments in your life. Sitting down, talking about where you got each tattoo and what it symbolizes, is really beautiful." ~Pamela Anderson -disclaimer: mentions suicide Jake actually does have this tattoo for his friend that committed suicide in 2014. RIP RD❤️

"dont go breaking my heart, big country" "i wont, pretty girl"

"No matter where you get drafted no matter how many girls you find just do me one favour, keep me close"

Here are some preferences about NHL players, enjoy 😊

"my brother is going to kill you" "not if he doesn't find out"

Inspired by the song 'CAROUSEL' by ARIES "You need to let me go, I just can't be what you need. I'll never be as pretty as the other players' girlfriends. I'll never be able to be that girl that drops everything and goes to your games. I'll never be enough... we're going in circles, and I'll just never be enough. Please, just let me leave." Gretchen looked up at Quinn, seeing tears in his eyes as he grabbed onto her wrist, stopping her from leaving the apartment. "I can't. I know you can't see it, but we're end game. I'm not letting you leave, and I'll do whatever it takes to make you realize how much you mean to me. You're enough. I'd leave it all, for you. Stay. Please." Quinn grabbed Gretchen by the waist and wrapped his arms around her, burying his head into the crook of her neck, tears starting to stream down his face. "Please," he sniffed, "You can't leave."