Framing Jack Novels & Stories

All he did was move his hand to fully cup my tit and lean in as if to kiss me. I yelled, banging my hands against his bony chest. “Jack’s gonna kick your ass!” I screamed at him. Bobby laughed some more. “Oh yeah? Who the fuck is Jack?” “I’m Jack.” Jack’s deep voice cut through the room, stilling Bobby’s hands. I enjoyed the look of fear I saw flash over Bobby’s face when he looked up and saw Jack standing in the doorway. His shoulders were so broad they almost took up the entire space, and there was nothing friendly about the look he was giving Bobby. He looked at him like he wanted to rip his head off.

A smile appeared on Jack's face. Suddenly, my chest rose and fell twice. The moment he saw me open my eyes and look directly at him, he finally broke. He screamed in fear and fell backward onto the floor. "Frank? Was that you? Are you finally awake?" The next second, Camilla kicked the door open and ran inside. She then kicked Jack several feet away. Jack crashed onto the floor. Blood covered his forehead. Reluctant to accept what happened, he turned his head and started shouting.

Bella gasped and turned, only to see Jack standing there. The moment her eyes met his, she released a shaky breath, as if she had just been pulled back from the edge of a cliff. “Bella meant to say the dashcam got wrecked,” Jack said coldly, cutting in without hesitation. “So the video you showed is fake.” He slipped his hands into his pockets, his posture relaxed, but his eyes burned with hostility as they locked onto Julia. “Julia, you’re downright vicious. You framed Bella in the hospital, and now you’re fabricating evidence. I’ll have to put you in your place.”

FIFTEEN The old man attempted to grab Jack’s hair but it was too closely cropped to hold on to. Instead, those thick fingers latched to his shirt, tearing it at the collar. End this not because you have to, but because you want to, said the voice in Jack’s head. The tone was sweet and low and comforting. You have to end this because you were put on this earth to end it all. Jack had the father pinned underneath him once again. He smashed the face with a tightly clenched fist and heard the nose shatter.

Noah was already there, leaning against the far wall like he had been invited to a show. A few other pack members filled the benches because the word had spread. News about unstable bonds always drew an audience. The highest-ranking elder didn't waste time before speaking. “The foreign claim holder will make one controlled contact with the unfinished thread,” he said. “We will observe the mate bond’s response. If it holds, you leave together. If it fractures further, the temporary separation begins tonight.” Ivy’s hand found mine, and her palm was damp. Noah stepped into the center of the room with his eyes locked on her.

Jack took the hot iron rod and ruthlessly slapped it across Franco's body, making him shriek in pain. "I will speak!" Franco shouted, desperate to stop the pain. "I'll tell you everything!" Jack chuckled darkly and stopped, he stared at him and chuckled. "Go on," he said, while giving him a dangerous look. "He's currently in Canada, where he does his shady business since he was stopped by your dad a long time ago," Franco said, coughing up blood. He was in so much pain that he could hardly bear it. His body was trembling with fear, and his eyes were wide with terror.

Antonio soaked in the comments, his ego swelling with every word. He pointed at the scar on the back of my hand and said to the camera, "See this scar? This is proof he's in the mafia. This is the mark of a criminal!" I clenched my teeth. The cold wind sneaked in through my collar, making me shiver uncontrollably. Yet I didn't utter a single word. Instead, I just kept my eyes locked on Antonio. "What are you staring at?" Antonio pulled out a folding knife from his pocket and waved it around. The blade glinted harshly against the snow.

JACK'S POV: "Hey, Jack! What's wrong with your face? It was as if heaven and hell had fallen on you. Oh! You've been in hell for a long time, haven't you?" I looked sharply at Froyd, "It's just a prank. Can't you laugh at my jokes? What happened? You look like you're going to kill someone?" He added to what he said.

None because Linny could not leave the house without his permission. She went to Damian's room to notify him but the door was locked. it had been this way since Phyna returned. She only knocked twice before waiting for it to be opened when an angry , mad looking Phyna opened the door. "What is it?" she asked rudely "Good morning miss, in sorry. is Mr Damian awake yet?" Phyna's frown deepened . "What's the matter and what do you want. if it's not important, I think you should just--"

Luke was in for a rough evening now. I was worried he was going to do something rash, but Jack surprised me. He slowly reached into his pocket and brought out the keys to the handcuffs he had around Luke’s wrists and removed them. “I thought so,” Luke said with a mocking smile and turned away, flicking his wrist. However, as he turned back around, Jack swung his fist, landing a heavy punch on Luke’s face, causing the man to fall face flat on the floor. A flash of shock and fear came upon Luke’s face, but he quickly masked them and sprang up, positioning himself in a fighting stance.