Jack Gilinsky Imagine Fight Novels & Stories

In my past life, my class cornered me on the school rooftop after our SAT. "Winnie wouldn't have jumped if you didn't rat us out!" "You ruined our chances to make it into Croma, the best college there is! We had a million staked on this!" With the class officer taking the lead, over a dozen pairs of hands pushed me at the same time. I could hear the howling in my ears as I fell, and they were all laughing in relief. When I opened my eyes again, I was alive and sitting in class on the day before our SAT. Winnie Ascott was standing up front, her phone screen projected on the whiteboard. She was presenting an app called the Ultimate Answer Sheet, with an electronic contract beside it. "

"That's not going to happen either. Dwight, here's how this is going to play out. You're going to take the 200,000 naira I'm willing to wire you now because I'm not in a foul mood and you're going to walk out of here and never look back. If you don't, this will be the last day you see the sun and I'm going to make sure of it. You know me, I don't bluff and you also know that my influence has no limits. And if you don't get out of here in the next five minutes, the offer is no longer on the table." Randy seemed to contemplate his options. He had seen firsthand how ruthless Jack could be and he knew just how far his reach was. But then he got mad. He was the one with the gun pointed at a girl'

I winked at her and left her, in the midst of everyone else who’d decided that women fighting was good sport. *** “Heard you beat the shit out of Rami.” I reared my head back with a mixture of surprise, confusion and disgust. “I wish I were there to see you do that. I woke up late.” Jack scratched his head and I noticed he was rather rough-looking as opposed to his usual kept self. “One, I wouldn’t do that.” I listed off my finger but Jack’s ‘really?’ face had me correcting myself. “Unprovoked. I wouldn’t do that unprovoked.” His lips tilted up in half a smirk.

I shouldn't enjoy this. "You are such a little slut aren't you," he whispered evilly against my ear, as he moved his attack there. I tried to weekly shove him off, but I was drained. Mentally and physically. My body felt like jelly from fighting him up to this point, and now that I was naked the endeavor seemed pretty fucking pointless.

Dan grimaced. "Afraid not." I smiled. "I don't hold it against you for attacking me particularly but I'm a protective friend. Call me a bitch if you want but I would be doing my friends injustice if I didn't kick your asses." "That's understandable." Quinn shrugged. "We cocked up so now we fight." Jackson agreed as he flexed his shoulders. "Strike a vital point and you're out." Guardian Jenson stated. "A clean fight people." "Give me a moment." I asked and I placed the blindfold over my eyes. Nothing like giving myself a challenge. "Okay, whenever you guys are ready." I told them.

she laughed and I think Josh’s jaw hit the floor as I grinned back, “Don’t you worry about me.” “Alright enough playing around you two know the rules, I want a clean fight” Jack started to go on with his spill as I felt all my fears and worries slipping away. This is the one place I could truly forget myself. I had to focus on what I was doing. I can’t go into auto pilot so I don’t have to worry about my mind drifting. I have to be here in the now, my only worry is to avoid getting pinned. I smile at Jennifer as we shake hands. I crouch low to the ground. She has no idea what she’s gotten herself into.

“Acting all high and mighty until actual danger appears.” As I speak, I grab the chains that are holding my ankles and begin to pull while ignoring the pain that shoots through me. Fuck, they were strong, but I was stronger. Soon enough, they begin to crack and then break apart, allowing me to finally get up and move to Gil’s side. “Just hang in there a bit longer, alright?” I tell him, clutching his cuff and starting to fight with it. “Then we will get you out of here and…” “No!” Gil gasps before breaking into a coughing fit. “We can’t just leave!”

Jack needed to get Thorne's attention, and in a place like this, there was only one language everyone understood. He made his way to the organizer, a greasy man with a gold tooth, and threw a thin roll of cash on the table. "I want to fight," Jack said, his voice low. The man looked him up and down, a look of pity and amusement on his face. "You got a death wish, kid? The next guy up is 'The Butcher.' He's got three kills in the cage." "I'll sign the waiver," Jack said simply.

I’ve been training with Gio for more than a year now. “I accept this wolf-match. You can fight in wolf form or human form, your choice. Obviously, I’ll be in human form. Don’t step back on my account of not having a wolf. Unless, of course, you’re actually threatened even though I am with no wolf.” The fastest way to make your enemy lose calmness is to annoy them. Hash tag, ThinkLikeGisella 101. “You gotta be kidding me, right? Okay, if you wanna do this, let’s go,” Kinsley scoffs, and sneers at me as she takes off her sweatshirt, revealing her black tank top.

“But you can’t go to war without a weapon, Gigi. Do you have anything up your sleeve? Anything that will give you the upper hand in this battle?” Gigi’s face hardened. She was about to hit a massive wall. She had to admit, she was scared. What was she even in this world? She knew she was going up against powerful people, and she had nothing. No weapons. No money. She didn’t even have enough to cover her daily needs. JD leaned over the table, his serious eyes locking onto hers. His gaze was cold and intense. It was like looking into the eyes of a killer. JD’s jet-black eyes seemed empty, like there was no life in them—just a cold, resistant wall.