Forbidden Hero Jackie Walker Novels & Stories

But if he stayed silent, Kendall might believe Beauty’s every word. “I’m not the man I was,” Jack said finally, eyes fixed on Kendall. “I’ve done things I regret. Things I’ll spend my life making right.” “Like what?” Kendall’s voice was steady, but her eyes searched his face, desperate for answers. Beauty stepped in. “Like the night he took a life for money. Like the contracts he fulfilled without blinking. Jack wasn’t a hero he was a weapon.” Kendall’s breath caught. “Is it true?”

After carefully analyzing it for so long, how could she give them up just like that? Wilma Bonet's excitement turned into determination as she threw the pen away and rushed to the balcony. "Who are you, after all? What is your relationship with Taylor Forger? Who sent you here?" She saw that the man was still smoking, and her emotions became even more chaotic. This man, Jacky Forger, was notorious for his ruthless tactics in the business world. Before, he had traveled everywhere to buy shares of the Forger Group from her, but he refused to accept the claims she currently held.

Matt’s head snapped around to his front door. Walker stepped out onto the porch. “Good afternoon, Mayor Walker.” Matt rolled his eyes and turned back around. It was Jackie. She had finally shown up to give him the tongue lashing he deserved. Took her long enough. “What are you doing here?” Walker asked. “I went to the sheriff’s office to request some extra patrols along the route to Garvey’s,” Jackie answered. “Oh, what’s been happening?” Walker asked with concern.

“No, you stay here first, and you have to finish eating. Jerry will take care of your area so your supervisor won’t look for you.” Jackie quickly left the door after hearing what Zion said. She returned to her working table and thought. If she can’t claim Zion, then she will just destroy their relationship. Jerry looked at Jackie after he left the office. He felt strange, and she seemed calm. He just shrugged and continued to go out to do Zion’s order again. Jackie looked sharply behind Jerry. When he was out of her sight, she called someone to investigate. She wants to know her rival’s weakness in order to destroy her in Zion’s eyes.

I didn't want to know if it had been my fault or that it was the fault of the people closest to me, who had betrayed me but my brother had died and I had never forgiven myself, I always went about with that guilt on me, buried deep in my heart. I will not reproduce, I will not mate, I have promised myself, that's why I prefer to go about and live between humans, there was no way I would find my mate there. Even betterthat I don't even want want one. The first one had betrayed me and she had never looked back. She was the only one who could have told everyone the truth about what happened that night, but she ran away, leaving me to his fate of being hated. My pack turned their back on me, str

I was the man who decided which ones were allowed to stand. ​My mind drifted, as it always did when the silence grew too heavy. Five years. ​Five years ago, I had stood on a rain-slicked runway at JFK, my lungs burning as I screamed a name into the void. I had watched a vapor trail disappear into a charcoal sky, carrying away the only part of me that was still human. That night, the boy named Adrian Dawson had died on that tarmac. He had realized that being an "heir" was a joke—a fragile title granted by a man who could snatch it away on a whim. To men like Daniel, I was just a fly to be swatted.

Then Adrian straightened slightly. “Well,” he said. “If we’re being observed, we might as well make the performance convincing.” “What kind of performance?” “The kind where two people getting to know each other enjoy each other’s company.” He offered his hand casually. “Walk with me.” I hesitated. But he was right. If the Queen Mother was watching, refusing would look suspicious. So I took his hand. We walked slowly along the garden path. The sun had nearly disappeared now, leaving the sky soft and purple above the palace towers.

Hijack I wasn’t happy to hear that Hacker got injured, but I wasn’t surprised to hear that he got injured protecting Wendy. That’s why I didn’t think it was a good idea to have her ride along. It would have been better if she’d started with Beta Squad or C-Squad, but Alpha Squad rides hard and runs into more problems than the others. They’re the Alpha Squad for a reason and they’re always the ones sent on the hardest missions. Hacker knew this, so he knew the risks he was taking by bringing an underage, untrained Sphinx with him. I’m sure he thought that he would be able to keep her safe, but shit happens, especially with Alpha Squad.

He had no desire to marry, let alone marry a witch. Lucien turned and walked out on his father. “I can't do this, father. I have somewhere I need to be.” “Lucien,” Alaric called out, ordering him to stop and listen. But Lucien didn't. He left the mansion, the cold evening breeze hitting his face. He got into the car, closing it harder than necessary. His thoughts spiraled as he drove around the city How many sacrifices had he already made to protect the secret of day walking? How many enemies had his father created in the name of control and power? How many wars has he fought to keep his family safe from all harm and those who want revenge on Alaric?

I stared blankly at the photo until Jake finally forced the words. “Ryan, was Jackla’s fiancé,” Jake said quietly, sealing the trap around us. “On the very day he was slaughtered, he was standing at the altar, about to marry her.” A dark, humorless laugh choked in my throat. I had slaughtered my own wife’s fiancé. The cruel irony of the universe was absolute poetry. “Which means only one thing,” I whispered, the crushing weight of the revelation settling heavily into the marrow of my bones. “Jackla could be a werewolf hunter too,” Jake chipped in, his words dropping like lead weights into the silence. “And she was probably directly involved in your father’s execution.”