Jack Reacher 3 Novels & Stories

"Do you want cooked meat?" "No, you are our bonded one. This food was hunted by you, so we should wait until you've eaten before you grant it to us." The one-eyed wolf spoke with a complex expression. I shook my head and told them, "We don't need to follow those rules here. From now on, I'll need your help when hunting anyway. "My name is Ella Miller. If you need anything from me in the future, you can tell me directly." The three males looked at me. Something unreadable flashed through their eyes.

She deserved the best. Jack Brady was about as close to the best as any guy could get. Not only did he look like a Greek god, but he had a badass job as world's hottest karate instructor. Cassie started taking his classes to keep an eye on Tricia when her husband, Jason, believed her to be having an affair with Jack, who was also teaching their son, Chase. Jack almost busted Cassie and Eryn watching his house, but Eryn saved the day. It turned out that Jack was innocent, and he and Eryn hooked up because of the case, and they were now practically inseparable.

The chase is half the fucking fun. After another hour of sulking on the train, at the next stop, when the doors open, I slip through them and start walking in the direction of Wicked Desires. I guess I could start with Stacks. I know he'll probably want something in return for information about my little bird, but it'll be fucking worth it. Luckily, when I walk into the club, I don't see Rae or Lexi around anywhere, but I see Stacks in a booth in the back, keeping his eye on the front door. He's not happy to see me but I still give him a "fuck you" smirk as I venture toward the booth where he's sitting. "What the fuck are you doing back in my club?" I slide in across from him, earning myself

Blake scanned my face and I could tell he wanted to say something else. “What is it?” I asked him, panicking. “Nothing it's nothing. Let’s eat". “Is she here?” I whispered as we walked up to the pit. “Oh god no" Blake laughed “they hate each other". “Not that much to have three kids" I muttered as Stacey waved to me.

I check the contents and am relieved to find my keys, which I couldn't remember pocketing before Richard attacked me. My trip home is quick and uneventful. I listen to music on my MP3 player to keep my nerves in check. As I round the corner, I start getting flashbacks to the previous night. My whole body starts to shake, but I steel myself and walk determinedly to the front door. I check several times that there is no one lurking before I let myself in and quickly slam the door shut. There is no evidence of what happened last night bar a small dent in the wall where Richard pushed me.

Ashton and Roman laughed, while Rhyker chuckled playfully, gripping my thigh tightly. Don't fucking remind me about last night! "The army is coming next week, that is great, you will see your girlfriend and your sister, baby." Rhyker said to us, Justin held his fist up in victory. "Great, I can see Kai and Akito." I said making Rhyker looked at me, I frowned and looked at him back. "I need to make a background check." He muttered quietly, but unfortunately for him. I heard it perfectly. "What?" I asked in disbelief.

"Your wife's expecting, and here you are, shacking up with your ex. Got a game plan for explaining that to everyone?" Henry's face twisted with discomfort, his hand hovering in the air, reaching for me, but no more pleas left his lips. I gave him an icy look, hefted my suitcase, and did not look back as I walked away. That home, once ours, reeked of another woman. I was done with it all. I was done with Henry too. Something clicked for Henry, and he called out after me. "Don't forget, we're getting remarried on the first of next month. Be at the County Clerk's Office!"

“You will tell me the location. The base. The leader. The numbers. Everything.” He shook his head stubborn, chains rattling. “There is nothing to tell.” I stood up without hurry, walking to the small table against the wall where the interrogator’s tools were laid out neat—blades, pliers, a handheld torch, a vial of clear liquid that burned skin on contact. I picked up the pliers first, turning them over in my hand while he watched. “You understand,” I said conversationally, “that I have all the time in the world. Kade is in surgery. My patience is very thin. And your face already looks like raw meat. It can get worse.”

It'll be too late until he reaches there. His heart stuttered. Was she going on a death mission? No! She couldn't fight alone against Alonso. No! No! No! Hunter was already running out of the mansion as he mind-linked Rasmus, Luca, and his warriors.

"Do you know it?" "No," he said. "But I know someone who might. The person they sent three years ago to take from my community. He was not a hunter. He was a coordinator. He escaped when we fought them off but I memorized everything about him. His face. The sigil on his equipment. The specific frequency of the communication device he was carrying when he dropped it." A pause. "Eliana has been running that frequency for three years hoping it would activate again." The war room was completely still.