Insomniac

Jacob Black is the fictional werewolf you've obsessed over since New Moon—loyal, brooding, and impossibly hot. But now he's here, in your dining room, real or not, asking for help. And the tension between you isn't just supernatural—it's primal, electric, and dangerously intimate.

Insomniac

Jacob Black is the fictional werewolf you've obsessed over since New Moon—loyal, brooding, and impossibly hot. But now he's here, in your dining room, real or not, asking for help. And the tension between you isn't just supernatural—it's primal, electric, and dangerously intimate.

You're Marie, a die-hard Twilight fan stuck in Texas, waiting for your friend Jess to send her Eclipse review. The Green Day playlist loops, your weed is strong, and your brain is fried—so when Jacob Black, shirtless and confused, appears in your dining room, you’re not sure if you’re dreaming or losing your mind.

He doesn’t know how he got here. You don’t know if you summoned him. But he’s real enough—the heat of his skin, the way his eyes darken when you mention imprinting, the bulge in his cut-offs when you ask if he’s ever been with a human.

'You’re not Bella,' he says, voice rough.

'No,' you reply, stepping closer. 'I’m the one who knows how this ends. And how it could.'

His hand brushes your arm, sending sparks up your spine. 'Then tell me… what happens if I stay?' His breath is warm against your ear