Dee Dee Jackson Novels & Stories

"Little mouse thought she could run from us, but look at her now—spread open, begging, taking every inch like she was made for it." My toes curled as Caspian's deep octave sent shockwaves through my body. Zavian's hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing just enough to steal my breath. "Tell him how good it feels, pet. Tell him who owns this body now." *** I didn't mean to surrender to them, but I did. And one night of reckless abandon,born from heartbreak and humiliation, suddenly became my new addiction. It should have been nothing but a drunken mistake… but what happens when your biggest mistake refuses to let you go? When the men who once made you cry now make you scream their nam

“To say the least, I know that you are being my voice of reason. And that is something that I find myself growing more and more attracted to…” ****************************** “Fuck,” I whimpered as Dean hit my G-spot. His arms rested either side of my head as he held himself up. And he smirked, knowing that he managed to find it. He leaned in and kissed my neck before his thrusts grew harder as he kept hitting the same spot.

Sugary Goodness "That's not how it is supposed to work Mr. McCain. Yes... I know you had paid a large amount of money. Yes... but our girl is still free to decide. It is quite clear on the agreement sir. Let's see, how about if I set you up with a more suitable girl for you? I'm really sorry about this. Why don't you take Jaquelyn to dinner first, anyplace of your choosing all expenses are on us, as a token of our apology. Then if you deemed appropriate, she will replace your previous one? And I will take care of everything personally. Yes sir, I understand. I will set it up with Jaquelyn tonight. Thank you, sir." Damn billionaires! I finally ended his call. Mr. McCain was one of our top pay

‘All I could hear was that horrendous beeping; the sound the heart monitor makes, I could not make out what it was at first while I was trying to wake up but it is a sound I will not forget’ Dee says adjusting her cuffed wrists, trying to light a cigarette. ‘Did you know where you were?’ Riley asks her, the psychologist trying to get an understanding of the carnage that had followed that one day.

~*~ (Deacon POV) Why the fuck does he keep playing this damn album over and over again? Is he trying to piss me off? Yeah, granted the songs are pretty good, but I hate HATE repetition! I can only just about handle listening to one song a handful of times before I’m bored of it. He’s a fucking dick, isn’t he? Jackson doesn’t deserve a daughter so caring, so selfless, as loving as Virginia. Or a family who care for him the way they do.

We needed answers. "That was Mr. Dechart and his men. He's a billionaire who is involved in criminal activities. I owe him $100,000 but I don't have the money." Questions came to me at once. Why was dad involved with this man? Who was he? Why was he doing this? "How did you get involved with him?" Hunter asked and we sat down in the chairs facing dad.

"The pack healers baked these honey-grain cakes for your recovery today. I infused them with my own dominant spark. Eat them so your beast regains its strength." Jone takes the offering with a stiff nod, stepping away from the massive warrior while keeping his eyes fixed on the secondary transport as its heavy iron doors swing open. Joseph Jackson and Katherine Jackson step out onto the grass, followed closely by Jermaine Jackson, Jackie Jackson, Randy Jackson, and Princess Rebbie Jackson.

Intrupted Davina . Cynthia smiled looking at them . " When will you stop making fun of me Davina . " said Jackson . " This day would never come my dear . Never mind i am just kidding. He is really a good Musician . " said Davina. " And am biggest fan of Drake . " said Jackson . " Yeah ! I suspected that from your hoody . " replied Cynthia as Jackson wore a black hoody with Drake's photograph on it . " UMMM...You are smart . " said Jackson .