Jack Edwards Booktok Novels & Stories

Now lying on his side gazing up into the man’s face in a shaky disbelieving voice, he whispered… “Jack.” With a satisfied grin, Ed closed his eyes. ***

DEDICATION: I dedicate this chapter to 'Mhiz Grace Pretty' for dropping two gems on my book this month. You are amazing 😘 Elliot's POV The book was magnificent. Just as I imagined. Once I reached home I had already prepared myself to open it but I had to savour the moment of having the first magic book in the world.

She tilted his head down until his ear was just right beside her mouth, then she whispered: "Well, let me tell you something, Bucket. You're not attracted to me because we're opposites. You're attracted to me because we're both broken." And, with that she let him go. Seeing him rush of the room like a deer being chased by a tiger, Jade gave a light smile and went back to the dressing table. After applying cream to her body and wearing a pair of shorts with a tank top, she lay down on her bed watching the ceiling. Soon she drifted off into a deep sleep. And there, the memories came.

That was the title of the book "What does that mean?" "I heard it means True king" "Wow, that is cool. What is the book about?" "I found it inside my car this morning, I have not read it myself" "The book is going to be interesting. Can I lend it?" "You mean like today?" "Yeah" He thought about it for some seconds "I also want to read, so, no" "Okay" I shrugged ---------------------------- "What was that all about" an angry Jack said to me as soon as he stepped inside the living room

Who better to learn that information from than Edwards? I wasn’t even sure exactly what I was looking for yet, but any information was good information until I found the other half of this journal. The inheritance money was almost within reach and I felt as if I could smell it. I thought about the book I was writing and grew ecstatic. This new find would bring my story to life, and the inheritance money would fund my time to keep writing it. I made up my mind: I would suffer the outdoors for my inheritance. I stomped out of my house, down my gravel drive to Edwards’s truck. “Hi,” he greeted me, slightly surprised.

Maybe my abilities weren't as bad as I thought they were. “Tell me what is written.” Jada said in a voice full of curiosity. I scooped the book from the table into both hands. The light shimmered on my face as I smiled like a child who had found candy. I prepared to read the book aloud so that Jada could hear.

Oh my God ! ** NOTE TO THE READERS: THE BOOK FOR JOY AND LEX’S COMPLETE STORY IS TITLED “TAMED BY THE ONE HE WRONGED”. YOU CAN READ ABOUT IT IF YOU ARE INTERESTED TO KNOW MORE FOR CURIOSITY SAKE. HOWEVER, NOT READING ABOUT IT WILL NOT DISTURB THE FLOW OF THIS STORY. SO KEEP READING AND ENJOY ! **

Surprised, I open the chat. It's a photo of... about two girls... but... it's blurry, the resolution of the image sucks. Disgusting! I throw my phone aside and stretch out lazily in the spacious comfort of my bed. My backpack is on the floor and I remember Edrien's book. You should read it and see who this Jack guy is. I stretch out my arm, I check the book inside the bag with my touch, I complete the mission and with the book in my hands I start reading.

"This is the truth behind Julius Edwards. A man who cannot father a child now, although he was fortunate to have a child before he became permanently impotent. A man who kills to protect his secrets. A man who uses people like pawns, then discards them like trash." Gasps echoed in the room. The voice was disguised, but clear. Cold and even unapologetic. I felt my breath hitch as my fingers gripped the podium. "Turn it off!" I barked. But the audio continued, louder: "Julius Edwards is not the hero you celebrate. He is the shame of every empire. Impotent. A killer. A fraud." "No, no, no!" I growled, turning to the organizers. "Shut it down now!"

Edward Swift has not moved from where he had been sitting earlier and he still had the same book in his hands. After the tall man left the room I waited until Edward would put his book down and actually listen to what I have to say but he didn’t. I realized that he wasn’t reading the book but just staring at the pages considering how his eyes didn’t move along the lines and how he would not turn the pages over. “The Great Gatsby, what a book.” I awkwardly said. “You have read this book?” he asked with that terrifying frown still on his face. “Yes” I lied. I haven’t read the book but I have seen the movie “It was such a shame that a man like Gatsby had to die for a crime he didn’t commit.” I