Al Jackson Books Novels & Stories

“I just wanted to know if you're okay, yesterday you were a bit... “Don't worry, I'm brand new. “I smiled and looked at his hands, trying to read the title of the book, but the veins outlined in his hands took my focus away, making me think about what those hands were capable of doing. “I brought you these books... “Jackson showed them to me, then handed them to me. ““Fate” and “dog on board” “I murmured, looking at the titles and names of the authors. “Destiny is by the author Rivers Mandson, it is a book that helped me a lot at times, it involves connection, the law of attraction” Jackson explained, making it clear that he understood that yesterday I went through a terrible situation and n

"No, actually, this is you trying to annoy me, which is extremely childish." "...let's see how you get the rest of your books." "I thought you cared about my degree." She poured. "Fine, but we have Chem together so we're sharing books." Jackson walked off with a smile and she sneered. "I'm going to fucking kill him." The door creaked open, pulling Azalea out of her thoughts. She looked up to find Jackson standing in the doorway, dressed casually in a t-shirt and jeans, his expression a mix of impatience and that usual smugness she could never quite shake off.

she whispers. I give her a little smile, pulling her in. My arms wind around her body, holding her tight as I murmur against her hair. “Always.” THE END ** THE SIX-PACK SERIES WILL CONTINUE WITH BOOK FOUR: ALPHA BROCK KEEP A LOOKOUT FOR IT TO START RELEASING IN EARLY DECEMBER! **

AUTHOR’S NOTE: **************************************************** I’m going to be adding a different book called Her Alpha Savior. This one is along the same genre as Alpha Jaxson. They are different characters, there is no correlation between them. I’m still working on Alpha Jaxson-The Next Generation, I’m hoping to post those very soon, but I wanted to give my readers a new book to enjoy until then. I hope you like it. Enjoy! Stay safe and happy reading.

There was still a long time before nightfall. “Would you like to have some snacks? I can make some for us.” “That's great!” Her face brightened at once and words couldn't describe the joy that etched on her face. We set out of the room at once, quickly moving towards the kitchen. “It's been a while since you've been here with Jackson, right? What do you know when you're bored?” “Nothing much. I have a large collection of books that I made Alpha Jackson buy for me, and those are what I read whenever I'm bored.”

So I made my own breakfast and I sat at the kitchen island while eating and reading a book. " I thought you were a teenager? Don't they usually sleep in on weekends?" Alpha Jackson asked walking into the room only wearing a pair of shorts. " I'm used to getting up early. At Richmond Pack I was always put on the early shift on weekends. I think it's just habit now." I say barely looking up from my book. " What are you reading?" He asked looking at the cover of my book. " A classic." I say. " Pride and Prejudice. I've never had the patients for that book, or movie." He says walking over to the counter.

"Yes. We close at nine." The man walked toward the desk, his heavy boots echoing in the empty space. He pulled a stack of four hardcover books from inside his jacket, somehow keeping them dry. He set them on the counter with a solid thud. "Returning these. Didn't want to get hit with another fine. You guys are ruthless." Owen looked at the books. They were all westerns. Louis L'Amour. "We prefer to think of it as incentivizing punctuality." The man laughed, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrated through the quiet room. "I bet you do. I'm Jax, by the way."

the woman protested. "Okay, you're right. I won't push," Jackson said with a gentle smile. "See you later, ma'am." He picked up the bags and walked toward the lounge. The hallway was quiet, the hotel peaceful at this late hour. When he pushed open the lounge door, he found Janet sitting on the couch with her laptop, her face illuminated by the blue glow of the screen. Jackson dropped the food bags on the coffee table. "What are you doing?" "Working on Freelancer. I got a job to create a website for a small bookstore," Janet replied without looking up from her screen.

She often asked the seller, "Are these substances not dangerous? Not toxic? Won't they explode?" Meanwhile, Jackson always felt annoyed when he had to accompany Alex to the local library. Lily, who was only six years old, always enjoyed following them wherever they went. Regardless of whether she was invited or not, she would continue to tag along.

It sounded like a threat. Throwing those three words at Jake, she rushed to her room, leaving the speechless parents of her and Jake in a daze. When she came back, there were at least ten books barely balanced in her arms. Ryder laid out the books on the floor and looked at the covers of each one of them with shaking hands. Every single one of them had the initials J. S. C. written on them. And on the first page where the details about the books were written such as the editor or the publishing house, under the word "Author" was written in capital letters: JAKE S. CALEY.