Avery Jackson Novels & Stories

"Tell me about Jackson. About the man you love. I want to know him. I want to understand why Astor hated him so much he tried to have him killed." Liam smiled. The first genuine smile in days. "Jackson is... everything. Smart. Funny. Stubborn as hell. He took over his father's company when he was twenty-three because his father was drowning in legal troubles. Built it back up. Made it successful again. He's loyal. Protective. When Avery posted those videos, he could have walked away. Could have said it wasn't worth the embarrassment. But he stayed. Fought for us. For our relationship." "He sounds wonderful."

And yet, now he realized… he had been deceived. “Her brother killed Kath, and she knows it. She knew! She fooled me!” Jackson spat, teeth clenched, fury in every word. Andrei and Samuel muttered in shock. Andrei was stunned, while Samuel frowned, deep in thought. “That’s… horrible,” Andrei said. He couldn’t hold back. They all knew Jackson was obsessed with avenging his wife, and now, Bree’s involvement made it even more dangerous. This could get very bloody. Jackson was a man known for his ruthlessness. A businessman with power and connections few dared to confront. And when provoked, he was capable of the worst.

Jacob then frowned at me, his eyes shadowed darkness and fire for a second. "You mean my son?" His voice was a bit restrained. Oh I like this part of him, the one with some strictness in his demeanor and tone. I nodded. Jacob lifted his hand to touch my face. He was a bir rough as he caressed my lips. "I already owned you, remember? It's insulting to your new owner to still think about your previous owner." Shit. Didn't he like what I said? I only meant that his son was strong because he is his bloodline!

Don't worry, they are still alive and has so gracefully agreed to leave. Trayton ~”But I sense there is a but here?” Jackson ~”I am afraid you are right. I told them you will report the day after tomorrow.” Ava ~”What do they want?” Jackson ~”Do you recall that woman called Alexa?” Ava ~”The crazy bitch from the club.” Trayton ~”Oh yes that crazy bitch that kidnapped me and tied me up.” Jackson ~”Yes that one.” Ava ~”Yes that one. The one I killed because she could not keep her crazy paws of my husband.”

I'm late," Jackson said. Hana slowly shook her head; only God knew how much Hana had looked forward to seeing Jackson. She had asked Mr. Leon and the people she knew about the red avocado, but everyone shook his heads, assuming he wasn't in Scott Hall. Hana found it hard to understand, it was clear that the red avocado was Jackson and his bright red hair was unique. No one knew of Jackson's existence until he showed up. "It's okay; Red avocado. I'm glad I finally found you. We'll see each other regularly later, won't we, Jackson."

Jackson replied, “Perfect timing, Victor. It’s bad enough that this local country bumpkin ignored my invitation, but he harmed me too. “He’s a cocky brute. After hitting me, he told me to call anyone at all because even God couldn’t save me. He even threatened to break my limbs. “I mentioned that you were coming, but to him, your rank as second-in-command isn’t worth the mention. “The country bumpkin doesn’t take you seriously, Victor.” With the presence of Victor and his officers assuring Jackson, he dropped all reservations and gave a vivid account of Kaze’s crimes.

He shouldn’t be gone. “Jackson was a man who cared for everyone he knew deeply. He had lost his own baby and his sister but still kept fighting. He knew what people wanted, even when they didn’t know what they wanted.” Why am I doing this? I am accepting he is gone, yet I can’t accept it.

CHAPTER FIVE Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr! That was the alarm clock. Ava reached for it blindly and punched it off. She pulled the duvet past her stomach as she sat up and wiped her eyes sore. She walked into the toilet where she urinated, washed her face, and came out again. The alarm clock which was in the drawer close to her bed gave her a beautiful memory. The alarm clock was her twenty-sixth birthday gift. It reminded her of her mom’s elder sister; Aunt Caroline, her favorite relative. She remembered how she had left her home in Puerto Rico and traveled down just to see her after she had been admitted to the hospital. Aunt Caroline had never left her side until the last day she was discharged. They

I was standing outside marveling at the structure in front of me when Jack appeared. “Leah, I'm so glad you could make it.” He was standing in front of me smiling with a gorgeous, tall woman at his side. “Leah, this is Chelsea. Chelsea this is Leah.” She stepped forward and held out her arms to hug me. “So, you are the one who has my son in a twist. You really have captured his heart.” I accepted the hug, “I feel the same, he truly has captured my heart as well.” They welcomed me into their home. We took a seat in the enormous living area.