Jack Reacher Series Novels & Stories

He gave them his address and hoped that they would meet him there in good time. The gate was unattended as Jack drove into the house. The front door was still shut and the house was eerily quiet and Jack grabbed his handgun from his pigeon hole before heading for the front door. Unsure of what he'd find inside, Jack gingerly opened the door. His first instinct was to run to Lisa, she was sitting next to Jordan and his security on the sofa but their captor wasn't in sight. So he stood still, not wanting to be caught off guard.

She throws her hand out which makes me jolt back a little. “I’m Jada, I heard from a friend that a girl our age moved into one of our old friends houses so I thought I’d come meet ya before you go through the whole summer not knowing anyone and then going to school a stranger after living in this town for a while, I could never imagine not knowing people…..” She just kept talking and I felt my eyes getting wider, I thought she was either going to pass out from the lack of oxygen, or she would eventually run out of things to say but she just kept going. I wasn’t even listening to what she was saying anymore just watching her mouth keep moving. What happened to shy teenagers that didn’t even i

"Hard-light projection mixed with telepathic suggestion. The Core... it’s reading your mind, Jack. It’s building a cage out of your memories. It's trying to keep you here." "Look," Catherine pointed to the porch. Sitting on the front porch swing was a figure. A little girl in a white dress with blue ribbons. She was swinging gently back and forth. Creak. Creak. She was humming a lullaby. "Sarah?" Jack called out. The name tore from his throat like a jagged stone. Sarah Reacher. His little sister. The one he failed to save. The one who died in the fire twenty years ago. The humming stopped.

The silence in the mountain safe house was heavier than the snow piling against the windows. I stood frozen in the center of the living room, the destroyed tablet still smoking on the floor where Damien had crushed it. My hand rested protectively over the swell of my belly, where our daughter kicked as if sensing the storm brewing between her parents. “Project Reaper,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “Tell me.” Damien didn’t move at first. The Reaper, the man who had once kidnapped me, broken me, then rebuilt me into his queen, looked almost… broken. His grey eyes, usually so cold and calculating, held a rare shadow of guilt.

Whether it's Adam, David or the guards. The sound of water gurgling became clearer in Jes' ears, a great hope now emerging. Jes immediately looked for the whereabouts of the water source, she needed to recharge her strength more to continue the journey. There is hope for Jes, if she doesn't meet Adam, at least she can get out of the forest. Found a highway, so he can return to her mansion. Back to the Dawson family. Jes accelerated her footsteps even more, following the sound of the source of the water coming. It didn't take long, because Jes immediately found the source of the water. A river with a waterfall that is not too high and clear water.

"I want to know who killed those people as much as you do, Riley. You've got to believe me." I sat down on the couch beside him. "You're saying you didn't kill them?" "Probably said it a million times since yesterday." "Jackson—" "Call me Jack." He insisted. I gave a nod. "Jack, how about you pretend to be in my shoes for a minute? Imagine if you were kidnapped by a psychopath and you heard all the news about him on tv, all the atrocious crimes he committed, wouldn't you be having doubts as well?" He grinned. "I'd be thinking goddamn he's hot and I'd want to bang that psychopath one of these nights."

Jen sat down and clenched her hands in her lap. “Have I done something wrong?” “You will have to speak out loud Jen, we are not all from the same pack here, but in answer to your question no, you haven’t done anything wrong.” Brother Andrew looked at Jen with kind eyes, she still looked tired and he knew Greta must still be suffering greatly. He introduced her to the assembled Reivers, Jen recognised Annie and Hugh, she had seen them going in and out of the Chapel. The big blonde wolf was Pete MacGregor, she had seen him with a human woman and what she presumed was their son going to the nursery. The big dark haired wolf was called Camron, she had never seen him before so Brother Andrew info

my phone beeped, and I furrowed my brows, bringing the phone to my face and saw that the battery was dead. "Darn it," I grumbled and quickly plugged the phone into my charger. Slowly, I got up and walked up to Jack. I could feel his body tense, the light from his phone illuminating his face. "Jack," I muttered under my breath, my hand creeping up on his shoulder. He jerked, and I frowned, then folded my hands. "Okay, what did I do?" I finally asked, and he sighed and pushed his phone into his pocket. "Nothing."

I scooted closer as our voices dropped to a low whisper. “Well.” She looked behind her to make sure Sam and Mrs. Cannon weren’t coming back, “This one guy said this morning, that the Delazar’s are creating trouble in Shadowcreek right now. They are tearing up the town looking for Hunter. He’s a big deal in their clan, Jay. He’s the leader of their reapers, the list holder. But I think he’s even more than that.”

But she is a welcome fucking addition that both Titan and I enjoy. When I got back to Katrina's, she was sitting in the living room across from a man dressed in all black with a hood over his head. It was clear he didn't want to be seen or recognized. "Ramses, this is Thayne, he is the last Keeper besides myself." She said. I nodded to him and took a seat next to Katrina, putting my hand on her leg as they spoke.