Ava Eliot Jackman Novels & Stories

Keely’s hand tightened around his. “Relax, buttercup.” Jack put his mouth to her ear. “If you’re nervous, just imagine them in their underwear.” “You’re the only person I want to imagine that way. You really want me staring at your crotch all night?” “Whatever works.” “Jack! My boy, how are you?” Jack grinned at Henry Smith, a balding, barrel-shaped man with two chins and a politician’s smile. He thrust out his hand to shake Henry’s hand vigorously. “Henry. Great to see you again.”

She was determined she wasn’t going there again with him. Ed Stringer was Jack’s right-hand man. That’s what everyone in Valley Mills believes. Ed had waited at the exit of the tunnel outside the prison. It came as a surprise to Ed when Jack pulled out a gun and shot him. He stepped over him like a road kill and made a clean getaway.

Damien thought he would fight with him in a violence manner but hell no he dies that. He knows everything going on between, in and every cranny in Las Vegas. So, he would crushed down Damien, by ensuring he looses all his wealths, properties and people closer to him. Jack clearly knew that one of Damien's great emphasise and cherished was the powerhouse, he had given the federal Interpol the necessary information. He sprung up from the wheelchair. He felt numbed, this has never happened to him. "Sir,"A voice called from the doorside. Jack Royce turned back to see him, Elliot.

Elliot stamps his foot. Jack looks at the other Jack. "Didn't you just hear it, Namesake? Or am I losing my sense of hearing?" Jack sneers, knowing the game he's playing. "Naturally, I heard it! Elliot Cole requested that you, the helmsman of the Villes should kneel and apologize to him!" "What?!" The people gasp. Elliot and Jack of the Villes had been speaking quietly the entire time, but Jack, the King of Underground Boxing, screamed so that everyone could hear.

“ You opened the window ? Did you know I was coming ? “ asked Jack with a smile . “ I have had the windows of this apartment fixed all the time because a certain someone likes to use them as a door entrance . “ said Massimo . “ Oh , come on bro . I have some good news that’s why I rushed right away this time . “ said Jack with a smile , sitting at the couch in front of him . “ What did you learn ? “ said Massimo placing the reports down and focusing on Jack . “ Even though we don’t know who is behind this yet , we got track of the device that was left behind from one of their people . I tried hiring hackers and tech people bit it was useless , their system is very good . That device is a spe

Jack says while grabbing his keys and sticky note off of his dresser as he looks at me, awaiting my response. "Okay. Be safe." I say, nodding my head in understanding as I watch Jack make his way over to his bedroom door. "I will, just make sure that your location is turned on." He says opening the door and sending me one last kiss before exiting the room. I release a faint breath of air as soon as the door closes shut behind him, allowing my thoughts to roam wild. Who called Jack earlier? What were they talking about? What is 471? Who is Elias?

" I will be really honoured to have someone as you in my network , and the other young man , your husband ?" " No , but we are very good friends . His name is Alex . Why , hasn't he told you ?" She asked , looking at Jack . " Didn't know that I was in your public relations department ," responded Jack . " Nevertheless , I didn't have time to because my eyes and mind have been glued into you , sorry , your presentations since then ."

Ash whispered as Sean nodded. "Don't worry. I will" Jack said decidedly. A second later, the phone clicked on. "This is Elder Summers. How can I assist?" A deep voice said. Jack smiled, Elder Summers was an old friend. He was fair and truly wanted the best for all the packs. "Hello Elder Summers. This is Alpha Jack and Luna Sara. I also have my warrior Sean and his Mate Ash with us." Jack began. He knew that he had to disclose everyone who was listening to the conversation. After Elder Summers greeted everyone, Jack continued.

Instead, Emma spoke briefly about Jack's contributions to Boston during his years with the team, congratulated him on his successful transition to Seattle, and wished him continued success—"except when playing against us." Jack, in turn, thanked the Boston organization for his time there, acknowledged the support he'd received during difficult periods, and expressed appreciation for a "clean transition that benefited everyone involved." No subtle digs, no veiled criticisms—just professional courtesy. As they concluded, Jack turned to Emma. "Thank you for agreeing to this. I know it wasn't easy." "Professional courtesy," Emma replied, but without coldness. "More than I deserved," Jack admitte

He tried to calm himself down in order to hide his nervousness. "No, of course. I didn't get caught," Jack replied. "I can work very well, Mr. Ronald. I'm sorry I was slow this time because there was a problem with the CCTV footage." Eleanor felt a little sorry for Jack who seemed to be forced to work under someone like Mr. Ronald. But after all, it was Jack who made her reputation almost ruined by working with Jack. On the phone call, there was a loud exhaling sound. "Can you be trusted, Jack? You're not hiding anything behind my back, are you?"