Fourth Wing Jack Barlowe Novels & Stories

Zachary glanced at me. Instead of getting mad, he scrutinized me apathetically. Wynnie, who was beside him, suddenly said, "Mr. Lowe, Yas has shown talent as a pilot since she was young. She got her license when she was 18. At 22, she has already outperformed many experienced pilots. She's made it this far through her own efforts." Wynnie's voice was as gentle as her smile in the photo from 20 years ago.

Mizu replied back, smiling, she was thankful they were more approachable than what she thought, and to this talkative guy. "Uh-huh, you're the youngest among us, oh wait... " Zhi eyes swift his gaze to the guy standing in the corner in a cross arm and on his own world. The other three followed his gaze as well. From a glance, he was extremely aloof. He was the top guy among them, who killed plenty. The weapon he used was a scimitar sword. His handsome features were also unparalleled to anybody. Black hair and black eyes are quite endearing, even his voice, "I don't want to play a fake team with a bunch of twerps." though he is straightforwardly rude.

Frank wasn't ready to give in just yet_his pride was having the upper hand in this case and he was glad to loose the war without a fight. It hurt him to think that she rather run after that conniving bastard over him and for what? Because he looked pitiful and he did not? That bastard got what he deserved_Heck! He would have broken every single bone in his body when he had the chance. Frank could count a list of all the shitty things he was capable of but the one thing he would never do is to stoop so low as to play the victim just to get a woman to fall in love with him.

Then now Mawar, Airin’s sister whom Airin loves very much, will be married by the perverted boss and become his fourth wife. Even though Airin’s head was dizzy and her whole body was in pain, Airin was still able to think. And aware, that she will never support the marriage. She will not let the marriage happen. If Sakha wants all the money that Father have borrowed, Airin promises to pay for it all. All she needs is more time to collect it. Now even Airin has started saving. After all, how much does Father owe that man? ***

"Those dicks can struggle all-" He had glasses on. But behind those glasses were pools of blue so deep I could drown in them. I felt the tug. Felt it kick my heart. Stir my soul. If I had been holding my basket, I would have dropped it. Not a third time. Not with the second in command. The goddess was a cruel mother. "No. Fucking. Way."

By chance, Fate, or just the divine intervention of Zeus, I ended up with this incredible man who is hot, great in bed, and so damn sweet. I still don’t know how, in the thousands of men that live in NYC, after only finding assholes, I found such a keeper. And trust me, I know all about the assholes that live in NYC. Between the assholes I met in college, like Alden Zachery Greenwood the Fourth. Insert snort and eye roll here. And massive line-crossing creeps like Trevor Hildebrant. I am beyond lucky to have Clay.

he added, his expression serious. I looked at him, absorbing everything he had just said. I understood his point, but I couldn’t help but wonder how I was supposed to help her adjust when I hadn’t even fully adapted to my own new reality. I had no idea where we were even headed. --- I jolted awake, feeling someone nudging my right shoulder. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, I realized I was lying next to Fatima in the private jet’s cramped bedroom. Yes, Jake owned a large private jet. I couldn’t help but marvel at it. Groaning softly, I turned to see who was disturbing my slumber.

The images flashed uninvited in my mind. They made me want to be sick. Naomi’s voice cut through my thoughts again. Dragging me back to the horror. “I won’t let you near them,” she snapped, her finger jabbing at me. “Never.” “They’re all mine.” “As a matter of fact. Not only Alpha Theo and Alpha Harlan. The remaining two alphas are also mine.” I stared at her, stunned. My mouth fell open a little. The four of them…? The quadruplets?

I can't imagine a cute girl like Swara would be the mate of someone as rigid as Clark. Among the female warriors, the one I noticed the most was Fiora because she was Jack's younger sister. I don't forget that it was I who killed Jack in the woods. Of course, I won't frankly admit to her that I killed Jack. I will not foolishly find my way to death.

She was none other than the fourth successor of The Empire’s royalty, the fourth princess. The person behind her was a handsome man who was around five foot nine, with a face as sharp as a blade. He looked incredibly charming, but a heinous feeling could be felt all over him. The sensation pushed the people around him on the verge of kneeling. He was the baron of The Empire, the deputy commander of the Knights Templar, and the God of War: Jason Leo! Jason glanced at his surroundings calmly before pulling out a thin and long cigar and lighting it up casually.