Jack Reacher Novels & Stories

Little men always hide under the stronger ones. Grinning, I used the method Sam showed me last week to get into the praetor’s personnel files. Through them, I could identify some of his people I’d already seen. Carl Lewis, the information specialist was the jerk that was questioning me during the report. Lee Cotton, a tough-looking Asian woman was his chief enforcer. I bet fighting her would be a challenge. Fun. Mia Reynolds, a blonde bombshell, the praetor’s personal assistant was there as well. Reading her impressive resume I couldn’t help feel a bit pathetic. Intelligent and beautiful - that was so unfair. “Why are you looking into the praetor’s people?” someone asked, so close I could fe

He was only in first grade and already he was reported to the principal for fighting. The family of three had moved out of the mansion and to the little town close by. There Tyler owned a garage and Raymond went to school. Jack worked with Jason, supplying organizations and druglords with ammunition. He had successfully turned a group of rookies to an army of highly skilled shooters. He helped Jason back to his feet and was always there for him. Jason was back in business but that didn't mean the pain in his heart was healed. That didn't mean the void in his chest was filled. He tried looking for love, he even tried paying for sex but in the end, he couldn't even undress for the woman.

Nathan cursed again. "Why are you so worked up? Nicklaus Hunter won't bother Security Black. Let him do whatever he wants. That old man will be dead soon anyway. His son is useless. They won't dare to cause trouble in other countries openly. They only dare to play in their own backyard," Jack replied casually. Nathan and Brad exchanged glances before looking at Jack with furrowed brows. "Why do you know so much about him?" Brad asked. "He's my adoptive grandfather. Of course I know his background. Even though my father thought I'd never met that old man, I secretly visited him often. He's not as tough as he's been portrayed."

Jett POV The short trip to Los Angeles gave me enough time to think up all sorts of wrong reasons why Richard Wolfe would send people to track the little bird. None of them made sense, but I was no less alarmed when I reached Forest Moon. I rose and stomped out of the plane as soon as it touched the pack's landing field. One of Alpha Nick's warriors approached as I was climbing down the stairs. He was the Deputy Chief Gamma. Killian Forrest. There were others with him whose names I didn't quite know.

I initially thought that I was going to have to live under the claws of an 80-year-old woman for the rest of my life; instead, I was looking at a literal goddess. It felt so surreal that I thought I was dreaming. "Rey." The young woman walked up to me and called me gently. Her voice sounded vaguely familiar to me. I also thought that her facial features seemed very familiar. However, my memories were a blur, and I couldn't recall where I'd seen her before. The old woman then cleared her throat, shattering the stunned silence. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Diana Campbell, and I'm currently the head of the Blackwell family here in Sheaton. And this young woman here is my granddaughter,

Veronica. A half hour later, we pulled up in front of the clubhouse. We climbed off Jaguar’s bike. “Just relax,” he said to me. “It’s going to be okay.” “I’m relaxed.” “Good. Jetter used to be a member of our club back before he defected and became the leader of the Rebels.” “Really?” I asked, surprised. “Really. Him and Phoenix have history.” “What kind of history?” “The sort you don’t ask about,” he said. “Come on.”

JAX: The despicable shit I killed didn't inform me that he had his filthy minions waiting outside. Workers and trainees at the pack house started to emerge, perhaps thinking the threat had passed. Among them were trainees and three seasoned fighters I recognized, who joined me in attacking the rogues outside the pack house.

‘What was I thinking? After he was done with the shower, Damian decided to do some work in his study. He had been trying to dig out gangs that sneakily did drug trafficking in his territory even when he had banned it. Being a good hacker, he had logged into the city’s surveillance. He was going through the system when his phone rang. Seeing that it was Jack, he picked it up. “Sir, that man we followed has escaped our men.” Jack said breathlessly. “I think he’s really working for Zach. He had help.”

Kaden asks. I let out an oh-my-god-I-am-going-to-die scream and braced for my chair to hit the ground. I jumped, but all it did was cause my chair to start falling backwards. I never hit the ground, so I open my eyes to see Gio standing there. He had caught my chair before I hit the ground. I stay still as he sets my chair back up, and that is when I see that Alek, Brent, and Lance have followed Kaden home. I sit there for a minute, trying to calm my racing heart. Of course, this adrenaline rush woke up my little man, and it felt like he was having a gymnastic competition in my uterus. Lance, the asshole that he is, is trying not to laugh.

I would go through a lot of inhumane torture every day and it would be worse anytime he was annoyed. Tonight, there was supposed to be a festival in the pack, while serving the crowd, I came across the Alpha of the pack and unexpectedly I felt an uncanny connection with him. Before I could scramble away afraid he might notice, I was stopped by his rejection. He had also noticed. I had thought that at least, he was going to accept me, but then it turned out that I was living in a fantasy world. Thinking about all this, the tears in my eye became intense as it flowed down like a river. Never was I going to be able to heal in this lifetime.