Fourth Wing Jack Novels & Stories

Jack pulled out, his seed spilling on my thighs. "Let's go," he spat, leaving me shocked and hot. He snatched his briefs from the ground and walked out of the room. I sat there shocked, the swing gently moving back and forth without any support. Frederick also seemed confused, his left hand still wrapped around his length. I got down from the swing and followed behind, finding my way to the elevator where my clothes were. Jack was standing there, fully clothed, with mine in his hands. He gave them to me without a word, and I awkwardly put them on.

"Oh, so you just can't make it without the Swains? You've got two hands and two feet. What's stopping you from getting a job and taking care of yourself instead of showing up here to whine? "This whole act is just your way of sneaking back into Mom and Dad's good books through me. Don't pretend you actually feel bad. You don't." Jillian's face turned ghostly white. She clearly wasn't ready for me to call her out like that. Her mouth opened, but nothing came out. I shoved past the three of them, rushed out of the airport, and hopped into a cab headed for the university.

Jake The man tied to the chair clenched his jaw when Jake opened the door and stepped inside. Nitro and K-9 were seated a few feet away from him, talking in low voices, each with a beer in their hands. “Wrath,” Nitro said. “I appreciate you keeping him alive,” Jake said. “So, it’s true. You’re not patched but you’re affiliated with these fucking Warriors,” the man said, and spat on the floor. The patch on his vest read ‘Pusher’ and ‘Member’.

The veins in his arms were showing as he touched my legs, parting them further as if I wasn’t yet open enough to him. I saw him walk to the cabinet, when he turned to me, fiery and dangerous eyes appeared. There was a stick on his hand, a silicon was on its end. I am not familiar with that thing, and I think it does not matter at all. What matters is that Jacob shove his cock in my wetness and fuck me hard. “Whose whore are you?” Jacob asked as he was running the stick on my legs. “You… ughh!” I didn’t complete my sentence because before I could even say it, Jacob already whipped the stick on my legs.

Before that, light gathered around me and I dangled the wings of life that had been cut off in the past. I looked sharply at Jack and I smiled, I was standing with the golden Seraphim wings created behind my back so majestic. I haven't seen these three pairs of angel wings fluttering behind my back in a long time. "You... How could you do that?" Everyone is shocked. "You've had your wings cut off, right... But why..." said Jack disapprovingly. "Yes, that's true." I smiled as I remembered this was my last wish to heaven. Give me my wings and I will seal all dissidents on the black hill. With me, Xiao Jack Li.

Although they were westerners, they were not natives. Jacky and the four men soon engaged in a fight. Jacky initially was no match for them because he was clearly outnumbered. He slowly retreated and devised a plan in his head. Jacky patiently defended and about half an hour later, he finally found an opportunity to grab one of the men's wrists and forcefully dragged the man over to him before flipping him over. A snap could be heard and the man's forehead beaded with sweat. He fell on one knee and a bone in his right leg shot out from his thigh. The man was in so much pain that he fell to the ground.

He wasn't sure because not once has she looked at his direction. Frank felt like marching over to their table and shoving his chicken wing down her companion throat. That would teach him a lesson or two and equally paint him a monster in the presence of his investors as well so it wasn't even an option to consider. Damn. This wasn't how he planned to spend his night. Anything other than the sight for sore eyes seating across his table would have been just great. How could she pretend not to have noticed his presence right by her side. Was she really that blind by the new guy?

And he tortured and made her suffer and let her down. He clears his throat to have her attention. Emily was startled upon looking in Drake’s direction. “You can’t fly without wings,” he said sarcastically. “You can’t have your freedom unless I had you suffer for my satisfaction,” he added. Emily rolled her eyes. “I didn’t tell you I would fly without wings, stupid.” she scoffed. “Can’t you just go upstairs in your room and don’t fucking mind my business here? You were gone. You shouldn’t come back at all.”

Jack asked again without giving much clarification. “Geez, could you be any more vague?” Aiden grumbled in annoyance. However, once those words left his mouth a powerful aura filled the car and caused his arms to tremble. He momentarily lost control of the vehicle as sweat streamed down his face. Aiden was a 4 Star Warrior. Granted, he wasn’t in the best of conditions, but he wasn’t weak. Jack’s aura was able to make someone like Aiden sweat profusely! That could only mean that Jack was stronger than he looked!

Jack told me about them, the Alphas from the East,West, North and South. Technically these four Alphas does not recognized Jack as one of them, they only acknowledge his father King Darius being the center and the existing Alpha King. But the people in the palace and the Royal pack wolves believed in Jack and called him the Alpha Prince. That name that will soon change after he ascends the throne. The four Alphas will stay for a week because of the following reasons. First, is because two days from now it will be our wedding. And second, Jack will ascend the throne as the next Alpha King and the four Alpha's will pledge their alliance to him.