Eyeless Jack Age Novels & Stories

He pleads, tears streaming down his cheeks. He’s a beast of a man, typical Alpha build but with short brown hair and deep blue eyes, his chiseled jaw and cheekbones would make any model want to kill him, making him look even younger than he is. We stop aging at 40 so for all I know, this man is like 400 years old. I have never seen an Alpha cry, and I’m not sure how I feel about it. On one hand, I feel bad because of course he’s my uncle but on the other hand, I don’t really care because I don’t know him.

Jack asked while frowning, he wasn't angry that Jerry kept a secret, just that he kept it from even him. "I HAVE THIS WEIRD FETISH, HEHE, THEY…THEY'RE CONTACT LENSES, HAHA I ALWAYS SLEEP WITH DIFFERENT COLORS EVERY NIGHT!" Jerry said in a panicked mood, maybe it was because he just woke up or that he was too shocked that he forgot how to enter a perfect acting mood. "Then take them off," Jack ordered, his voice a bit hoarse, he was now 15 and going through puberty making his voice surprisingly deep but with a boyish tone that seemed to be trying to navigate into an adult tone.

Alizey says while fixing her hijab. "Behave!" Jack spoke making Alizey to huff out in response. "Why? It's not like you're older than us. Maybe you're younger than me. What's your age doofus?" Mia tried to interrupt Alizey but Jack signals her to keep quiet. Jack gave Alizey a smug look "I'm 26!" He said Cooley making her gasp out loud her hands were on her mouth now and eyes wide as saucers. He looks like the youngest amongst all the men here and if he's 26 than she don't even want to know how old are others.

I said with surprise. “We eventually die,” Marigold explained, “but it takes thousands and thousands of years. There are a few things that will kill us, but I shan’t say what for secrecy’s sake. Yes… we eventually will die of old age, but only after centuries of life.” “How old are you?” I asked hesitantly. Since she said she’d known Jack since he was a young man newly made, it was clear she was at least eight-hundred years old.

He did try to bite her neck, but the forcefield around her wouldn’t let him. “That comes later, you big dummy,” Lizzy said. She grabbed his hair and moved his lips to hers. It only took him a second to respond. Thea could feel the connection and bond growing, Life flowing between them. Lizzy stayed in his newborn cage with him until he was ready to be let out. His name was Jack, and he had been twenty-six when he turned. They decided to start another round robin of packs coming to New Dawn to see if the new vampires had mates.

Or rather, out there in the dark. "Jack," Catherine said, tracing the black veins on his face. "Your eye..." Jack looked at his reflection in the polished steel of the reactor casing. His left eye was his own—hazel, human. His right eye was gone. In its place was a solid orb of blackness, with a burning, vertical golden slit for a pupil. It was the eye of the Wolf. The eye of the Entity he had fought in the dream. "I can see it," Jack whispered, looking at the ceiling, looking through the rock, through the earth, towards the signal from the mansion. "I can see the path."

Jack's eyelashes fluttered and he didn't say anything. After sitting here for a long time, he got up, "Don't look for me, and don't follow me." Molly, however, didn't listen; wherever he went, she followed, like a tiny tail. Jack from the beginning of the helpless, to the middle of the depression, to the final acceptance, a whole year and a half, he seems to be used to this little tail. It rotated through the seasons, rain or shine. However, on the day before his second birthday, the little tail disappeared.

It was over in a matter of seconds, and then, in front of her stood a large, gray and silver wolf with familiar, glowing green eyes. “Holy shit,” Everly whispered as Jack took a step closer to her. He really was massive, at least a foot or more taller than Rider had been, and much broader, too. Even though she was standing on the back porch, they were nearly eye to eye. Jack approached her slowly, like he thought she might be afraid of him. Of course, she wasn’t, though she knew it wouldn’t take anything at all for a creature of his size to destroy her. She trusted him, though. It was still Jack, after all.

"What about this? Assuming you discharge us, you can pick any young ladies in school. I ensure they'll all be virgins!" The virus bless Jack's face unexpectedly vanished. His demeanor turned out to be much really unnerving, particularly his eyes. They were miserable to the point that they resembled two sharp blades. 'Hmph! Silly rascals! Do you think this is a jungle gym?' Jack thought. Jack understood that these four people were to be sure extremely youthful. In any event, when they were on the edge of death, they were all the while attempting to haggle by proposing to do the very thing that got them there the primary spot! Be that as it may, this time, they weren't right. There was no regu

I turned my head to Jack, who had his jaws clenched, and at that moment, I realized that I didn't know his age. I shook my head and looked at my food. Why do I even care? I am doing this for the money. "If you were curious, darling, he is 32," Liam smiled at me, and both Jack and Bertha glared at him. "Stay away from this one, Liam," Jack growled, his hands clenching. Liam chuckled, finding everything funny, and raised his hands in surrender. "Come on, brother, if she wants me, why should I deny the lady?" He winked at me, and I wondered what the hell he was doing?