Ava Eliot Jackman Novels & Stories

I turn to face my problem; he was casually dressed in a black t-shirt with full sleeves; his green eyes twinkled; and he had the half-crooked smile. I drew a hard line with my lips because I don't have time for him to look as good as he did two days ago. Then I got that stupid feeling in my stomach. "You're a difficult woman to find, Miss Morris." "Oh, she doesn't like that; she is not-" I turn to face Jack, who stumbled back to his seat, clearing his throat. I return my gaze to Alveraz. "He's afraid of you," he said. I heard footsteps and turned around to see Omar dragging Jack away.

"Frank." Alan called out to Frank from the door, but didn't elaborate or come inside. Frank patted my face. "I'll be right back." "Okay." I reassured him, "I'll stay here, waiting for you and for Grandma to wake up." Frank finally felt at ease and left with Alan. "What have you found?" Alan lowered his voice. "Jack is indeed the mastermind." Frank wasn't surprised. He had never had a good impression of Jack. Anyone who covets his wife couldn’t possibly be a good person.

Why did Jack mention him, and not her? Besides Adelaide, there was only one more name Jack hadn’t called out, and if the king was on the Elite Team, it meant he had to be him. Elyx Lythoria. That was his real name. I swallowed hard, trying to keep my face neutral. “Those years…it’s not something I talk about often,” Dad spoke with a subtle warning in his tone. It was his way of saying he didn’t want to continue the conversation, but the king either didn’t pick up on it or didn’t care.

“Yes, Gilly, tell us who’s been making you blush.” Gilly groaned. “You’re all so mean.” Elara grinned wider. “His name is Jack,” she said quickly before Gilly could stop her. “He’s one of the guards assigned to the Alpha’s main hall.” Rina gasped softly, her smile growing even wider. “Jack? I’ve seen him before. He’s very polite.” “Yes,” Neri said, nodding eagerly. “And he can’t stop smiling when Gilly walks by.” The room erupted in laughter again. Even Beatrice couldn’t hold it in.

"You too, right?" "We all know." "Which means..." Jack deliberately paused. He took a strong drag on his cigarette. Smoke billowed out as he exhaled, savoring the remains of his pleasure. Eland grinned. "No need to say it. I know what needs to be done."

“Hello…” I mumbled a greeting. “Hi. I’m Jack, EROS’s dance instructor and sometimes choreographer when he gets too lazy to come up with his own moves,” Jack introduced himself. “I’m Elena…” I began introducing myself. “EROS’s favorite manager…” Jack completed my sentence for me in his very own words. I’m…EROS’s favorite manager?

I'm in. Weirdo: But I just wanna eat. Oppa: Jack, you better get your ass over to Jess's place before I drag it there. Weirdo: Fine, fine, Jeez, no need to get your pants in a knot grandpa. Oppa: Jack Vincent Tucker. What did you just call me?. Weirdo: Uh Oh, see you soon Jess, I'm out. Weirdo logged out. Val: Jack's yelling, we'll see you guys soon.