Novel & Cerita Beth Jackson

Bella's voice was softer now, curious as she gazed in wonder at the scattered notes and gadgets around him. "Do you want to see my research?" Jackson’s eyes glowed with excitement. His youthful energy reminded me how much passion still existed in the world. I checked his identity card again—his name was Jackson, a student from a nearby village. "Of course, I’d love to see it." Bella smiled. I hadn’t seen her this happy in a long time, and the relief of that moment was enough to warm my heart. Jackson turned on his laptop and showed us videos he'd recorded underwater.

"Exactly. And Jackson just proved he has both the competence and the spine to lead this company through turbulent times." After the call ended, Jefferson sat back in his leather chair and gazed out his penthouse windows at the city skyline. The lights twinkled like fallen stars, each one representing countless human dramas playing out simultaneously. He thought about Richard Maddox rotting in legal limbo, about Avery's desperate attempts to seize power, about Liam's brave decision to choose love over family approval. But most of all, he thought about Jackson - the unexpected heir who had been forged in scandal's fire and emerged as something stronger than anyone anticipated.

That's all. He hit send. Then pocketed the phone and walked into his session. Back at the Oden estate, Jackson stood in the library with Victor, flipping through the final dossier on Stacy. “She’s in hiding,” Victor said. “Booked a flight to Belize under an alias, then canceled it. Been in a motel ever since.” “She’s unpredictable,” Jackson muttered. “Which makes her dangerous.” Victor tilted his head. “We’ve neutralized her legally. Socially. If she resurfaces, it won’t stick.”

Bella woke up with a heavy weight in her chest. Her thoughts immediately drifted to Damon, not Lucas, her husband, who was fighting for his life in the hospital. She felt like the worst kind of person. The maid cracked the door open and peeked in. “Good morning, Ms. Jackson. I’ve brought you some clothes and necessities,” she said, walking in with a few bags. “Thank you. Where’s this from?” Bella asked, her voice flat. “Mr. Jackson ordered them for you,” the maid replied before slipping out.

For the elite guard to grace their home meant something monumental was happening—whether a blessing or a curse, she didn't know. Jake stepped forward, bowing low as the commander approached. “Is that her?” the Kingsguard asked, his sharp eyes locking onto Calista. “Yes, Sir Braavos,” Jake replied eagerly. “Her name is Calista Caitlynn. Nineteen, a maiden, and a virgin. I am certain the Alpha will find her suitable.” Sir Braavos signaled his men, and a heavy iron box filled with gold coins was handed over to Jake in exchange for his daughter.

asked Master Zack coldly. "That’s right," Jackson replied with a faint smile. "She's an ex-convict who's now working as a sanitation worker. Are you seriously going out with her? Do you want our family to make headlines?"

This time he boldly held her hand. “Aunt, I am home.” Jackson announced as he knocked at the door; there was no one at home except his aunt at this time. “Jack my boy….” Beth called out happily “The door isn’t locked. Come in…. your aunt’s hands are dirty.” “Why are you here at this time?” Beth asked without raising her head as she heard footsteps nearing. She was busy cleaning the tiny fish that Oden had bought back. “Mira wanted to come.” Jackson leaned lazily against the kitchen wall. Mira stood anxiously next to him. She didn’t know where to put her hands and feet. She knew she was not welcome here.

Beta Jackson still glared at me and then seemed to mindlink Jace. After a while, Beta Jackson stormed off, and I was left standing there, one hand holding the chair and the other still extended to greet Jace’s beta. "Your sister murdered his son, so he’s not really a fan of the Omari name... I mean, she also killed my dad, so I kind of get it." Jace said and I put my hand down. No one had ever looked at me the way Beta Jackson did. Like I was disgusting and worthless, and he wanted me dead.

she said loudly “Just stop it, this bickering back and forth is not going to solve anything right now and you Ethan – Jackson has been through a lot in case you forgot he took a bloody bullet to the knee” They both stayed silent, her words ricocheting off into the air but it wasn’t registering in either of them “About that” Jackson broke the silence first, then he turned to Ethan. It wasn’t exactly a piercing gaze but more like he was daring Ethan, a mocking hint to his tone “Maybe we should talk about that” “Maybe you should talk to a therapist” Ethan countered quickly Jackson chuckled “Are you sure? Or we could talk about it, who Uncle James was really working for behind the scenes?”

Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack requir