Jack Kline Novels & Stories

“I was just waiting for everyone to start first.” Clinton chuckled beside me, but I ignored him. I nodded at Dawn and began to eat. The meal was undoubtedly delicious, but it felt stale in my stomach. Dinner continued in silence, and after half an hour, everyone was finished. Dawn called for dessert, and soon after, I was munching on chocolate cake when a question made me freeze. “There’s this rumor circulating that your old man was killed by the daughter he adopted.” Alpha Jace chuckled, seemingly amused by his own words. He cocked an eyebrow at Alpha Kael, who instantly clenched his fists.

CALIFORNIA, SAN DIEGO 2014 ~JESSICA~ Clinton said before he jumped on the man and landed another punch to the man's face. "Clinton stop! Please!” I panicked, and then the security guards came and separated them. Jack was not even defending himself; he just kept cursing. "Fuck, bro. What the fuck? Shit,” he cleaned the blood on the corner of his mouth. "What is going on here? Jessie to my office now!” My boss ordered. I was surely going to lose my job now, as Jack was his biggest client.

I shot off “My name is Jack” Blondie said, “The boss guy killed my parents and my pack. We had a little pack out west and he killed them and took the kids to be in his army. I am 14 years old. We are in Alabama somewhere. We don’t get out much so not sure where exactly” Jack said as he kicked a rock. He was embarrassed by this. “Name is Clint. I am 15 years old, Same story as his but I was more north than he was.”

Those lies were just lies. But then the rumors kept getting worse. Finally, I had no choice but to come out and set the record straight. My salary alone could not support my expensive lifestyle. But I was not living off my salary alone. I just got lucky and was born into a good family. My father was the richest man in Marina City. I also had two older brothers and one older sister. The family business did not need me to inherit it. I could not even spend all the dividend money I got every year.

The worst part is that I don't know if he deserves to know about the mistake Nathaniel and I made. So, without compromising further, I marched back to the car and let Nathaniel have his survey of the area of the crime scene. For what it's worth, I know Joshua and Justine are alive and residing in Chicago. All I have to do is to search for Jack Clarkson's address. Thirty minutes later, Nathaniel hopped back to the car, carrying a bunch of stuff that can confirm Joshua and Justine's existence in Chicago. "Jack Clarkson works as an attendant to Doc Ross' animal clinic for a month and three days now. And, what's more interesting aside from that is that you and his little Joshua went to the same

Jack could tell from Felix's playful tone that his mood seemed pretty good. "Wow, the sun must be rising in the west today. Never mind. Let's get to business. I'm having lunch with a major client from Yartford. If I seal this deal, Mr. Kinsley promised me six months of paid leave," Jack replied. Felix was puzzled. "And why are you calling me about it? Don't tell me I know this client." Jack chuckled. "Exactly! Why else would I call you?" "Who is it?" Jack's answer made Felix's brow furrow deeply. "Malcolm Crayden."

It took him a while, most of the time he was just lost in thought and zoned out. Once everyone had finished eating, Kristine had lured them all into the living room. Gerald went to retrieve Jack from his room. Lincoln slid a t-shirt over his head that he had quickly grabbed from his room, feeling way more comfortable now to be fully clothed in front of Jadie’s family. She left at him and pushed him down onto the couch, taking the seat next to him between him and Jeremy. Jack stormed in with a murderous look on his face, plopping down in a chair far away from everyone.

He decided not to have a road name. Jack is the shortest of the three brothers, at just 6’ even, with black hair and blue eyes. Depending on the occasion he could be wearing a beard or clean shaven. Jack has the "open mouth insert foot" syndrome. It often gets him in trouble. Jazz is a bartender for now, until she decides what she wants to do with her life. She enjoys being a badass biker chic and with nothing keeping her from doing whatever she wants to do. School is just not for her. Jade said it was a miracle she graduated high school.

“ Why would I upset her ? “ said Jack . “ Because sometimes you just say some unreasonable nonsense . “ said Massimo . Jack laughed with a forced smile as he continued to drink whiskey. “ So , what is your problem ? “ asked Luna . “ We just talked about Mel . Rather than talking , she scolded me . “ said Jack . “ She scolded you ? “ asked Massimo surprised . “ Yeah ! She is quite scary when she gets angry . “ said Jack . “ That is true ! “ said Massimo with a serious tone . Jack drank the glass of whiskey till the end then took the bottle and filled the glass again . “ You are drinking rather fast tonight . “ said Massimo . “ I wanna get drunk . Unless I get drunk “ If you wanna get drunk th

“Jack used to talk about you a lot. He liked you.” “Jack?” Malik asked. He drew closer to me, silently dismissing Hank. I frowned at Hank’s retreating figure as the distance grew. I didn’t want to lead him on, but I would rather stay here with him than Malik. With Hank, my thoughts were clear. With Malik, they were a mumbo-jumbo. “Who is Jack?” “Jack Parker, CEO of Porter & Co.” “Jack,” he said with fondness, smiling. He massaged his jaw, and an imagery of him kneading my shoulders crept in from nowhere. “I knew Jack Parker. I heard the old man is dead.”