Jack Kline Supernatural Novels & Stories

Lisa just sighed, Jack had always been stubborn. "Please, promise me you'll consider waiting for me. It won't be that long." Jack was bent on finding a solution. "Okay." It was useless to argue and Lisa knew it. Jack had proven to be a completely different man from what everyone said he was. He was kind and sensitive, a completely different personality from the domineering CEO. Lisa never thought he'd see the day Jack was tender but she was actually lying in his bed, on top of him with him promising to find ways to protect her against her demons.

“I’ve felt something for a while now. I didn’t want to make things weird between us but… I can’t pretend it’s not there anymore.” “Olivia…” Jack’s lips parted slightly but before he could finish, his eyes darted past my shoulder. His whole expression changed and he straightened in his seat, gaze focused across the restaurant. “Wait… is that… Mrs. Kline?” He asked and I blinked. “Who?” I asked but he was already leaning forward. “Mrs. Kline. From Norview Holdings. That’s definitely her. Damn. We’ve been trying to land her firm for two months.” He stood up abruptly, reaching for his blazer.

I never was with them because they were rich or popular well Luke and Maria weren't rich they lived normally as most Americans, but money, it never was a thing to me. -" So why then?" She took her curling- tongs and in a few seconds made my hair in a perfect design. I sighted from her question, it was a stone on my heart. -"Susan I fell." I didn't look at her this was my biggest secret. My biggest fear that somebody will know about what is forbidden to. What is bad in all ways. Jack is a vampire, he is my father, he is the most brutal killer, he is immortal and I am human, he is old and I am young, he is not liveable, and for most important, he is my mother's lover.

he mumbled through a mouthful. Cline smiled faintly and sat down, eating his slice slowly. The warmth spread across his tongue. Jake was spilling everything he knew between bites. But he didn’t make it to the last bite before his movements slowed. His eyes went wide. He knew. It didn’t take long. Within minutes, Jake was no more. Cline fixed his bed to look like Jake was sleeping, then slipped the red napkin into his pocket. He pressed the emergency call button on the wall.

Jack said anger shaking through him. “Who?” Claire said not connecting the dots and trying to make sense of everything. “Rowlling and Kenton. They have Jonah, they killed Sonya.” He said pointing to the woman on the ground. “They poisoned you and thought you were dead so they took Jonah.” Jack said, trying to control the anger in his voice as he spoke to Claire. “What did the note say?” She asked, trying to straighten up. “I need to meet him at Ravens Peak if I want to see Joah alive and I need double what they normally ask.” Jack said, Claire could see the wheels in his head spinning.

JACK'S POV: "Hey, Jack! What's wrong with your face? It was as if heaven and hell had fallen on you. Oh! You've been in hell for a long time, haven't you?" I looked sharply at Froyd, "It's just a prank. Can't you laugh at my jokes? What happened? You look like you're going to kill someone?" He added to what he said.

The young red head was still in her long silk purple night dress-she must have just heard of this event. Marcus shook his head "stay out of this! Hold her back and kill this demon!"he ordered. Two of his men held Bella back blocking her from making any sudden moves while the rest attacked Jake . Jake smiled devilishly as he waited for their moves. I watched in horror as he ripped the first ten apart either by ripping out their hearts or ripping off their heads. His moves were absolutely effortless,in thirty seconds he had the next twenty lifeless headless bodies on his feet as he waited for the next batch.

"The bloodline." "You smelled it the moment she crossed the line." "She's human." "She's *carrying* it." Elias turned. Same gray eyes. Same bone structure. Separated by thirty years and a devotion to purity Kael had never shared. "The Holt woman has the marker." "The same as 1893." "The same as your mother." --- Kael's hands found his pockets. The same habit as the library steps. Hiding the curl of his fingers. The need to hold something.

“I’m not a killer, so look for someone else.” I pause. Jack turns away from me. “Look, I don’t want any trouble.” There’s tension in his voice now. “I don’t need your help finding Lily because I know that comes with a price.” I step closer. The caller’s voice sounds faint through the phone. And strangely familiar. “If he was that easy to kill,” Jack continues, “you would’ve done it a long time ago.” I stop moving. My heart beats faster. “Clinton is my friend.” My mind races.

Claire heard as she walked down the hallway, She smiled to herself as she turned back facing the blue-haired man with a blank star The man had sent his bodyguards to get the couple to the red room but this particular woman had caught his attention when she joined the couple, he couldn’t tell who she was because of her mask but he sensed she was new here. “Heading to the toilet,” Claire briefly replied as the man closed the distance between them extending his hand for a handshake, “Jack,” he introduced himself. “Joy,” Claire replied shaking his hand. “Should I be honored that you used your real name and not the other, Viper right?” Claire questioned. She had learned of his club name while goi