Framing Jack Novels & Stories

"He poisoned his grandma." The woman's expression froze completely. "And he tried to frame me for it," I said, emphasizing every syllable. "He used the life of the very woman who raised him just to get his hands on an inheritance. An inheritance he planned to use to buy a house for you." Her face flushed a deep crimson before turning deathly pale, and her lips twitched frantically. "No way. You're lying—" "The surveillance camera caught everything," I replied. "If you don't believe me, feel free to wait for the official police statement."

Suppressing the hatred in my heart, I looked at her coldly and said, "Ms. Bell, I've never wronged you, so why are you trying to frame me?" Sheila's eyes flashed with an unreadable emotion as she replied emphatically, "Dr. Goodwin, it's true we have no personal grudge, but I can't ignore what I swore to uphold as a nurse. "I saw with my own eyes that you switched Pierre's medication, and that's what killed him on the operating table. As for the reason… You suspected Pierre of seducing your wife, so you took revenge!" With that, she played the very video that had sealed my fate in my previous life.

"You want your brother to get up? Beg properly!" Frank's eyes narrowed murderously. Those thugs were out of line! "Is this street yours?" he demanded. "Who do you think you are?!" Jackie turned toward Frank in surprise, not expecting anyone to stay. "Who the hell are you?" he asked. Vicky rose to her feet. "The people who are going to beat you up." Jackie studied Yara and Vicky just then, surprised that Frank was flanked by such beautiful women. "You're amazing, kiddo—having those ladies all to yourself." He chuckled. "Give them to me, and I'll let you live!"

That wasn’t making any sense. As the sun began rising and shining through the closed window curtains, the TV was randomly turned on. Jack was displayed on the screen; he stood in front of a podium, and he looked to be in the center of King City. The sight of him turned my stomach. He had a smug smile on his face like he had already won. But he had no idea we were coming back for him with a stronger force than before.

Jack was very vocal in his voice trying to calm himself and trying to reiterate to Winston why he did let him be behind them. Winston seems to understand but still compelled with Jack's explanations. "Alright." Winston said. "Let's go." Winston continues while staying at the back looking around him. Preparing his gun to point to his enemies. Jack nodded as a signal that he is ready to open the door now. You can see the nervousness in their faces and beat of their heart became faster while Jack was slowly holding the knob and opening it. When he successfully open it, he try to look outside that room and upon looking at it. There seems to be a problem.

He opened the doors and windows I closed, releasing all the hostages. "I don't like this." Jack pulled the bone, causing the owner to be thrown off the stage. This time the man saw Jack and popped his wings. Jack smiled, darted ahead and strangled him, then he slammed the man back into dozens of chairs. "The oldest one is the best," said Jack. He grabbed the sharp side of the chair and stabbed the man in the stomach. "Antonio!" Jack called him. Antonio looked at Jack angrily and he slashed the bone at him, causing Jack to dodge...

Jack said and cleared his throat as his voice came out horsed. "Oh." It was so obvious that he didn't believe us. "We'll have you seen, Liam?" He asked instead and I almost rolled my eyes. Of course he was asking if Liam. "No." Jack answered curtly and James hummed. "Well then, I'll leave you guys to it" I raised my head and cupped Jack's cheeks. "He totally knew what we were doing" I said and Jack nodded. "I don't care, I just don't want him to see you naked" He said, his hand already moving to my core and pushing my underwear to the side.

Now, in his final moments, he wanted to make amends. Jack planned to sign over half of his empire to Daniel. He wanted to split his wealth between me and a brother I never even knew existed. And worse than that, he wanted to confess his sins. He recorded a video—a full confession of every crime he had ever committed. In it, he admitted that he framed Victor's grandfather for the murder of Isla’s father, Mr. Morgan. He detailed how he manipulated the case, paid off officials, and made sure that the truth would never surface. He spoke about the families he destroyed, the deals he corrupted, and the lives he had ruined.

We are getting this place up to the standards that I require. We are getting ready to smuggle Jack back into the building via truck again. Joker is rolling the furniture dolly into the living room. Setting down the box harder than necessary and hearing a muffled Jack yell, "You did that on purpose, fucker!" Joker twirls around a crowbar, smiling like an unhinged person would. "You better talk nice to me, Jackie! Otherwise, I might misplace this crowbar." "Queenie! Use your twin powers to overpower this asshole!" Jack voices as he pounds against the box, attempting to free himself.

Like a common criminal. The thought of it all brought tears to my eyes. I couldn't stop the stray tears that fell. Jack wiped away my tears with his thumb. "Talk to me" he whispered. "You won't see me the same way" He shook his head "I will never judge you. I'm only curious to know what happened". I took a deep breath. It's now or never. "I was framed for murder" I continued "I was framed for murdering the Alpha's father" "What?" Jack sounded surprised "How could anyone frame you for such a crime? I know you, Arabella. I know you can never hurt anyone"