Jack Reacher Novels & Stories

Perfect place to hide someone you didn't want found. As I moved through the underbrush, my mind betrayed me by dragging up memories I'd spent months trying to bury. The rejection ceremony. Racheal's face. The way her silver eyes had dimmed when I'd spoken those words. *"I, Alpha Mike Freeman of the Crimson Moon Pack, reject you, Racheal Snyder, as my mate and Luna."*

Even the pitcher said, “That’s okay. You’ll get the next one.” He looked familiar. Cadence tilted her head to the side and studied him for a moment. He was tall with light brown hair and sparkling eyes. His smile was crooked, and his disposition seemed warm and caring. She was sure she knew him, but she didn’t remember from where. “Who is the pitcher?” she asked, leaning over toward her grandmother’s ear. “Why... that’s Jack Cook,” Janette said with a grin. “You know him, don’t you?”

He couldn't help wanting to hold it in his hand. "Hey! Have we met before." Just as Kathy came out of the shower, the man came to her and greeted. "I am Jack by the way." Kathy grinned, "It's an old stunt, man." And strolled past him, heading towards Tina who was laying around the ocean. There is outrage in her sweet voice and Jack is as yet checking those fuckable lovely asses out. "You are mine." "Mr Dreke." His assistant came to him, and murmured in his ears.

"We are gonna show them that we hit where it hurts the most." "And what if they catch her?" Asked Jack. A young quite slender guy who had a scar on his right cheeck. He was an ex millitia and later own became a free lance mercenary. Some time back like three years ago he was bieng hunted by money laundering cartels after blackmailing them. He managed to kill three quarter of the team that was sent after him thus proving excellent survival capabilities. "Thats what we actually want. With that they will waste their time on a wild goose chase while we get more time to do our work. Simple as it gets", came Lucas's reply with a grin on his face.

I’m still wheezing, trying to catch my breath, and internally panicking in response to Theo bringing up my mystery girl in front of… well, the mystery girl herself. “Yeah,” I sputter hoarsely, blinking the tears from my eyes and drawing a deep breath. “Wrong pipe.” I’m not fooling Quinn, though. She’s sitting across from me at the table, a smug little smirk tugging at her lips. “Mystery girl?” she asks, arching a brow. “Yeah,” Theo laughs, clapping me on the shoulder and giving it a rough squeeze. “Jax has been on the hunt for weeks trying to find some girl he met in Stillwater, isn’t that right, Romeo?”

I was watching my weight anyway and I needed to get in and out fast, I didn’t want to wait any longer to get this journey started. “Jarvis, navigate me to The Academy in Maine.” I said. I knew this would be a multiple day journey, because we would be stopping in between, but we had to go that direction anyway. “As you wish, ma’am.” He said, and we were off. I ate my food in silence, pondering my journey. How funny is it that when I was younger I swore to be the first in my family to break the mould and not become a Hunter. But now, I'm one of the top Hunters. I guess revenge and hatred will fuel you to succeed, even if you never wanted to.

He jerked back in surprise, and I took advantage of the opportunity to leap over the small creek and make a break for it. I forgot to account for his speed as an enforcer. Nix loomed over me and gently grabbed the scruff of my neck as he picked me up off the ground in mid-stride. He was gentle, so his grip didn't hurt much. As the forest blurred by us, he proceeded to demonstrate his speed.

"I additionally need to request that the host kill somebody! That individual is additionally a slime bucket! He has done numerous underhanded things. He has the right to kick the bucket!" As of now, the live transmission room had been overwhelmed by projectile remarks. A wide range of gifts were continually being compensated to different watchers. The individuals who didn't know would believe that it was an occasion. Jack, who was stowing away in the murkiness, grinned marginally. His look fell on Sheriff Ross. He was around 35 years of age, had light hair, a gloomy appearance, and was 1.8 meters tall. "We will meet once more. This is only the start."

Maybe that was what life was: a series of imperfect steps that somehow arrived at the right destination. Behind him, he heard the sound of soft footsteps. It was Jina, his daughter-in-law, holding his grandson in her arms. She didn’t say anything at first, just stood beside him in the cool twilight air. The child cooed softly, reaching out to the sea like it spoke to him. “You did the best you could,” Jina said gently, placing her free hand on his arm. “And look where we are now.” He nodded slowly, swallowing the emotion tightening his throat. “I never wanted to hurt anyone. I only wanted them to be safe.”

Jack was my inside man, he had been a part of the pack before Alpha Erik took over although Jack was not a wolf. Jack was how I found out that Luna TJ had escaped, he worked the night shift at their hospital to keep a low profile. He had contacted me to say she had turned up just inside their border and that she was in a comma, he had also told me when she had woken with no memory. A huge benefit to us.