Jack Reacher Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I say, growling as I remember his words. Jackson's body shakes with rage before I quickly grab his shoulder. "I shredded him, brother. I ripped every organ from his torso. He got what he deserved. And I hope I made his victims happy. Also, before I forget, Lewis won the Delta spot, but Trent showed true grit. So I reopened our long-lost Gamma position. We now have a Beta, Delta, and Gamma," I say, watching his face He nods and sighs. "Jason, we have to talk about what happened. I am so sorry my past caused our mate to run," Jacks says, letting his head hang in shame.

he says with a smirk. “You aren’t so bad,” I start to tease when I feel a pain stab through me once more. I gasp leaning forward when Jack jumps off the bed, “What is it?” he asks when I reply, “Get Jenna,” feeling a sense of trepidation roll over me. Jack yells for Jenna, not thinking to mind-link her.

His reflection in the glass looked like a predator pacing the edges of his cage. The memory of Jenna’s scent still clung to him, sweet, maddening, impossible to ignore. He could still feel her shiver when he touched her. He slammed both palms onto the desk. “She’s mine.” The door opened. Chase strolled in, shoulders relaxed, eyes curious. “You called for me.” Ryker didn’t move from the glass. “I need you to do everything in your power to get Jenna back to me.” Chase paused mid-step. “You’re serious.”

"Mom what if he does wake up but he doesn't want me? I know it's rare but we both know rejections happen, look at Emma. What if he doesn't want to trust anyone? I wouldn't blame him after what he's been through but I would never hurt him in any way, I may not have had the chance to speak to him yet but I know I want him no matter what, I want him...I need him. But if he does decide he doesn't want me....well then I'll just have to accept that for him if that's what he wants or needs, if that makes him happy I'll do it for him but not before I get him back on his feet make sure he healthy and get him somewhere safe." I'm out of breath from all the talking but I feel lighter already, I didn't

I always meet scums, you said I haven’t gotten to meet the best males yet and that’s a lie. Yeah.. that’s it. I hope this worth all you have told me. I bet it does because my eyes are all flooded.. beside my mom found a new man, but that can never seal up the hole in my heart, my dad leaving me.. us. Ps: I know you might know Mr. Jack. Can we keep this between us okay? Signed J. Jesus, this is Scarlet.. J is Scarlet.. she was the new student and that night we discovered we were mates and I rejected her..

"The man I am is covered in salt. The man I am hears the screams of a thousand Failures. He carries the scars of a woman who chose to love him even after he broke her world." He reached out and grabbed the edge of the dream table. He didn't try to walk away; he attempted to Break it. He channeled the raw, painful grief of the Salt-Death-the image of the girl turning to stone-into the Perfect Lie. "I don't want your paradise!" Kael shouted. "I choose the rubble!" The dream-world shattered like glass. The summer sun changed to the harsh purple glare of the satellites. Kael's consciousness slammed back into the Grid, but he didn't assume a defensive position. Instead, he followed the Leach back

She wrote of her love for my father, of her joy in raising her two children and the hopes for the future of their pack. As I read, I felt a strange sense of peace, a feeling of finally understanding the pieces of myself that had always felt missing. I was a daughter, a sister, a member of a proud, resilient pack. I was not just Lucian's mate, not just a tattoo artist with a mysterious past. I was Katy, and I was home. My phone buzzed on the nightstand, pulling me from my reverie. It was Lucian. Lucian: Are you okay?

If I got kicked out, I’d never get the chance to see her. Somehow, I had to make it through that first cut. Which meant getting Gray to like me as Alicia.

Jack was a pack member, and his bar was safe. “We’re here,” I said, killing the engine. She climbed off with shaky movements. Her lips were tinged blue. My jacket hung off her shoulders and I could see she was curvy beneath it all—soft and perfect. Mate. Perfect mate. Down, boy. Not the time. I led her inside. Jack looked up from behind the bar, his scarred face creasing into a frown. “Didn’t expect to see you tonight,” he said and added young alpha through the mindlink.

I was someone else. I whimpered, when he bit my buttom lips. With his lips still on mine, he led me to the bed, hands everywhere. Then... Thud. My back arched from the force of the push. I opened my eyes to find my body lying on the cold floor. "Gross," I looked up, and was met with strong masculine chest, angular jaw, pink kissable lips, blue eye... Jace? I smack myself just to ensure I'm not dreaming. Jace Freaking Weston. Quarterback of Dashling devils, golden boy of our school, and the last person I expected to see naked on a bed with me.