Jack Cooper Novels & Stories

The members were each sitting quietly in their seats, Jake had never seen them so polite and humbled it almost made him want to laugh but he managed to hold himself back. He narrowed his gaze at the man who was sitting in the seat next to him, his name was Jordan Charles, he was a handsome black guy with a side dimple and girlish round face, his hair was a pale blue coloured and his lips was black and pink separately, he was wearing a pale blue jeans trousers and a pale shirt to match, his contact lenses was a pale blue too. was a well known business man, (proudly gay) he was an importer and exporter of good he is doing quite well in his company but that is just an excuse for his to cover t

He had a key to my apartment, and he let himself in without knocking. I was watching TV when I heard the door open. I jumped in shock, and the moment I saw him, a bad feeling settled in my chest. Sure enough, he started shouting immediately, "Zara! Hand over the money! "You win the lottery and dare to hide it from your own father? You’ve got some nerve! If Kellan hadn’t called me, I wouldn’t even know about it." A chill ran down my spine. That fool. When I refused to give him money, he went straight to Dad.

The two guards whispered quickly in Jack's ear, and he shoved away the woman draped across his lap and studied Andrew with sharp eyes. "So, you're Mr. Andrew Lloyd of Gabo Creek?" Andrew smiled politely. "That's right. I hope I'm not intruding." Jack's fleshy face lit up with excitement. "Not at all. Having you in my humble place is an honor! Mr. Lloyd, you're incredible! Anyone who can fight his way out of Goldridge and crush that piece of shit leader from Hidden Dragon deserves my respect. I'm Jack Moss, also known as Big Jack." The nickname 'Big Jack' caught Andrew off guard, but looking at the man's size, it fit too perfectly.

he said the words slowly, one by one, as if time waited for him while looking at me intently. I was taken aback by his comments but I didn’t let him intimidate me. Instead, I smiled sweetly as I study him further. Jack Stokes has always been a prominent name in media industry. He used to be a war correspondent overseas and his experiences has hardened his shell. People said his body is here but his heart and mind still wished he’s there in the middle of the action. Unfortunately, his salt and pepper hair would disagree, leaving him with a dead set of eyes and unfulfilled dreams.

Jamieson Cooper was the Consigliere of the New York family, he was also Damien's childhood friend and they were really close. Don Minatozaki was in a serious conversation with a man whose back was turned to us but the conversation was stopped due to our presence. "Oh My, Don Genovese, it's a pleasure to have you here" He says as he stepped around the other man he was talking to, who also turned and I was met with that familiar grey eyes. Jamieson Cooper. That was the name of the third person on my hit list. It's a pity that such a beautiful name belongs to a villain like him.

Our booth stopped, and he stepped out while holding his hand out to me. I took a shaky breath and stepped out. I was a little embarrassed to check if my skirt was wet from my juices, but I shook my head. It wouldn't matter. It was worth it. "How was your first ride experience?" Jack asked as we walked over to his brother and his ex. "Perfect. It was perfect, Jack."

I was still in deep thoughts when I heard a male voice. "Hello , I am Jake" he said stretching forth his hand for a handshake. I realised he is the stranger I was admiring earlier. I noticed he was even more handsome than what I saw earlier, he was about 6 feet tall, well built and his six packs stuck out from his shirt. I also discovered he had the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen, short spiky hair which made him look more handsome and his voice sounded like that of an Angel. Well, I haven't seen any Angel in reality but I have seen them in movies.

That's why I'll be speaking with the girl after breakfast. Jackie is eighty-four and has worked at the packhouse as head chef for over sixty years. Like every other wolf shifter who isn't Royalty, Jackie looks to be in her thirties and will until she dies of old age or is killed. According to Dane, Jackie is loyal and won't give me any problems. When I asked how he could be sure Jackie wasn't still loyal to Kyle, Dane informed me that Jackie was his mother. She's as loyal to me as Dane is. Fair enough.

It wasn't hit too badly to get injured but it was hard enough to feel the pain. "Dude, are you trying to kill me?" cried out Jackson holding his ducked head with his cuffed hands. After a while when he raised his head again and looked to his left, he was greeted by an empty driver's seat. Then his eyes went to the front only to see Stefan talking with his colleagues. "Seriously, who made them special cops anyways? Gossiping his colleagues while leaving their so-called 'Dr. Killer' alone in a car. If it was even any petty criminal in place of me then he would have already stolen his car and fled long gone by now."

To the right, a picture of Harou himself; In the middle, a picture of Blake with darker eyes in a deep green and hazel; and to the right, a picture of Damian, or as Harou likes to call him, Keiran. Blake nods in disbelief. "This, can't be real. This is . . . . What is this?"