Jack Reacher Book 16 Novels & Stories

74 - Kennedy I don’t really understand the change, but I’m also not going to complain. Ever since they found me in the forest almost frozen to death, Ryker and Bennet have come to some kind of understanding. I’m still not alone…ever. That would be too much to ask. But I have started training with Greta again. It’s too f*cking cold outside for my thin skin, but I do get to go to the gym at the training center.

The Alpha's Redemption; Winning Back My Luna is book 3 in the series, and will follow Jasper, Astra, Jonas, Flora and Jenna with new people arriving and old ones making a comback. I cannot wait to make this journey with you!

Survival was more than just pulling a trigger; it meant knowing when to pull it, who to aim at, and making sure they never got back up. Traitors hid behind expensive suits and fake smiles, knives ready to strike my back. But they forgot one thing: I played by the rules until someone played me dirty. And when they did, the retribution I served was tenfold. No one played me for a fool and lived. The cigarette had burned down to the filter. I crushed it into the ashtray, grinding it until the ember died. The tray wobbled on the edge of the table. My hand shot out to steady it, but the booze in my system dulled my reflexes. It tipped over, shattering into a thousand glinting shards.

It's with a heavy mind that Chasing Shifters will be going to a 2x a wk updating. Life has gotten much busier for me and as of now, and I can only do updates 2 days a wk. so look out for new episodes on Weds and Sats. This change will go into effect this wk. I truly hope you are enjoying the story. I know it's a slower pace but the build-up is important to the story. not everything will be included from the past but there will be flashbacks as Kat gets older. Please leave me comments or gems to keep me going. I am enjoying writing this novel and hope that you'll continue to join me on this wild ride. It's the first time I'll be including dark themes and traumatic experiences in any of my wor

June yelled at the sky. Across the street, she spotted Marcus and Raven. Marcus wore his old uniform, hunched over a textbook, nervous as ever. Raven hovered near a tree, looking lost. They didn’t even glance at each other—they hadn’t met yet. She needed an anchor. Something real, something outside of time. Then she remembered: the drop of blood on the purple page—the “salt of the earth.” She bit her lip until she tasted iron. No Book now, so she just dropped to her knees on the hot road, pressed her bloody thumb to the ground.

Something ancient stirred, uncoiling. The stranger stopped a few feet away, visibly tensing as his gaze snapped between them. He hadn’t spoken yet, but Rhett could feel the energy ripple around him—wrong, off, important. “Who are you?” Rhett asked, already suspecting he wouldn’t like the answer. The man met his eyes finally. “Jace Rowan. Beta of the Hollowshade Pack.” Mira’s voice was barely a whisper, “He’s mine too.”

"Okay, I will tell you where they are." "Thea, don't!" Rex cried out. "Shut your pretty mouth," the leader says and whacks the butt of his gun at Rex as he drops to the floor. "Rex!" "Señorita," the gun was pointed back at me again. I glare at him. "Lead the way, or he dies." Letting out a grunt as my eyes landed on Rex, who was on the floor. Blood gushed out from his head where the asshole had hit him.

Jack shook hands with both my mom and dad, then turned to me. “See you soon, Ashley.” If he expected a hand shake from me as well, he is utterly mistaken. I don’t want anything to do with this man. Is torture enough I have to travel with him to the train station, but I’ll make sure to sit in a different car. Suddenly, Alpha Atticus appeared on the porch. “Jack, is something the matter?” He looked between us, waiting for his Beta to answer. There is an exchange through the mindlink, evident by how their eyes glassed.

he added, his expression serious. I looked at him, absorbing everything he had just said. I understood his point, but I couldn’t help but wonder how I was supposed to help her adjust when I hadn’t even fully adapted to my own new reality. I had no idea where we were even headed. --- I jolted awake, feeling someone nudging my right shoulder. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, I realized I was lying next to Fatima in the private jet’s cramped bedroom. Yes, Jake owned a large private jet. I couldn’t help but marvel at it. Groaning softly, I turned to see who was disturbing my slumber.

We have had each others backs since infancy, and that will never change, even if this situation is completely different to our usual shenanigans. ‘On our way now’ Ranger says, and I hear shuffling about above us. ‘Why the books?’ Jackson asks. ‘My wolf demanded them. Says he is going to give us some answers.’ I tell him. I feel the tension over our link. Of all of our wolves, mine has been one of the least cooperative. I wonder if their wolves will start opening up once mine does. Our wolves are linked, just as we are, bound by experience. ‘On it. I’ll run down to Millers Books and be back soon as.’ He doesn’t push for more answers. He knows if I had them, I would give them.’