I'll Never Let Go Jack Novels & Stories

One pulse—the white shirt—held to a straight line. He smiled without humour. “Sonja,” he said. “Wake our friends at the lab. Tell them I’m bringing a storm in a bag.” “Copy,” she said, and dialled. Jack looked out into the screaming lights bouncing off low clouds and felt the old, cold happiness of a man who’d traded the right thing for the necessary and got away with it—for now. “Keep them in the net,” he said. “Don’t blink.” No one did.

"He doesn't belong to you!" Suddenly, Jack’s big figure appears out of nowhere. He storms up the steps, grabs both Jodie and Fenton's bandmate by the shirt, and hurls them back to the sidewalk. Jack let's go of the band mate and holds on to Jodie. Eddie and Derek flank the bandmate, Eddie grabbing him from the left and Derek ripping him from the right, pinning him against the hood of the car. Both of my brothers are yelling into the terrified guy's face: "Who the hell are you?!"

He nods quickly, a tearful expression on his face and tears sliding down his cheeks as he speaks, "But you're still leaving." Jack has always been smart, and when I nod his lip trembles as he tries his very best not to sob. "I'll miss you." I can't hold back the tears that flow freely down my cheeks as I smile and whisper back, "I'll miss you too. A day won't go by where I won't think about you." I hug him tightly again and whisper softly, "You were the brightest part of my life here, Jack. And I will never forget you." Jack nods and his hold around me tightens, his arms clenching like he doesn't want to see me go. When he finally releases some, his hands still linger around my arms as he lo

Somehow that's my bypass. A deal he's been trying to secure for a while now. He keeps turning down my request to help but I know I need to if we're letting bygones. “Alright Mr. Jackson. I'll have my legal team prepare the contract.” I pull the doorknob and walk in, a bottle of wine in hand. He eyes me, carefully. I raise it. “I'm sorry. I seek peace,” He's silent and then slowly a smirk forms. “To hell with peace, Killian. Get your ass down but you're not forgiven,” he breathed out. “I'm still pissed, still bitter. You threw that in my face, unfiltered.”

"If you die, I'll see the Gaskells buried with you." She lifted her head, a thin, mocking smile on her pale face. "What will it take for you to let me go?" "Say you love me." "In your dreams!" Daniel stared at Freya, then smiled. It sent a chill down her spine. He released her and turned to Mark. "Contact every major outlet now." Mark hesitated. "Mr. Falkner, you mean—" "Livestream my wedding to Freya," Daniel said, each word clipped and distinct.

"Let me go!" Kc dropped his head to his hands, his eyes crashing into hers. "You can't leave me!" His voice was shaking with something broken and hurting. "You can't leave me like this, Valeria!" Her eyes widened at the raw desperation meeting her gaze. He was disintegrating, and she was frightened. "Kc." Her voice trembled for a sec. "You must release me, or it will kill us both." His hand against her cheek trembled. "It killed me already."

he said, his voice smooth and persuasive. But I could see the insincerity in his eyes, the glint of amusement that told me he hadn't been joking at all. My frown deepened, and I tried to pull my arm free from his grasp. Jack's eyes gleamed with persistence as he asked, "Alright, but can you let go of my hand?" His grip on my hand finally relaxed, and he let go. "So, can we have a drink together, and we can dance and have fun?" he asked, his voice laced with persuasion.

"Yvonne, will you marry me?" As the crowd erupted into cheers, I suddenly grabbed the microphone from the emcee. "Congratulations, Charles Jansen. You and your beloved first love have finally gotten your happy ending. And now, it's time for me to leave. "Charles, I don't love you anymore."

"Go on!" "I will do no such thing." "Really?" He pulled the trigger, and Jack screamed in fear. "Ha!" He titters, Jack grabs the phone in fear, he calls his son, he knows that it's his son that could do that. "I beg you let his brother's girlfriend go, let her go." "Where are you?" The voice came up. "That is not important let the girl go if not he will kill me." "What do you mean let Tessa go, I want the two?" Lauren yelled, Jack titter, he stared at him.