Jack Skellington Significant Other Novels & Stories

The blabbermouth Betty said, "Don't tell me it's really like everyone said. Are you really faking your dad's death to get attention? What a mess. No wonder Cara is closer to that assistant of hers. You're so useless. You can't even keep your own wife under control. "What a shame. I was planning to have her introduce a match for my nephew, you know? Preferably an only daughter of a wealthy family." She openly stated the purpose of her visit without the slightest restraint.

“I am not sure; I think she trains at that gym across the street. I understand she also visits this place.” “You mean Jazz Duncan.” Jack looked up very surprised. It seemed his wife was more known than what he thinks. William did a sloppy background check. “How did you know?” he looked into her twinkling eyes. “That girl is the only person I know who can excise and eat pudding afterwards without gaining weight.” “Seen her around lately?” “No, heard she married some guy.” “I also heard that rumor. Do you know who?” “That’s the thing, none of the girls knows who he is.”

Jack nodded and went to a nearby table. There sat Rachel, Jack's personal assistant. The elderly Mr. Saunders had groomed her since joining the company to be the billionaire's right hand man. It seemed to me that she probably had the most tears on her face of everyone at the wedding. Jack extended his hand to her and she accepted it.

Skelton, a former beau of Janette’s, had returned a few months ago from an independent career that had spanned over a hundred years. He had said he had a special project he needed help with, but so far, he’d not explained himself and mostly hung out in the apartment he’d been provided by himself, rarely making an appearance on the larger campus that encompassed fifty acres on the outskirts of Kansas City. “He’s harmless,” Jordan assured them both. “Just an old man looking for absolution.”

Jack Lewis was CEO of one of the most successful enterprises in Las Vegas, William Groups and Industries. One year ago, he married Serena Williams. She was the only daughter of Mathew Williams, the Chairman of Williams Industries. Jack and Serena met at a party organized by a common friend. Serena was influenced by Jack's charm only at first sight. Serena was a rich heiress while Jack came from average family background. Seeing Serena showing interest in him, Jack deliberately tried to get closer to her with the hope of getting into a rich family. He invited her to the dance floor to which she happily agreed.

After thinking it through, Jack could not help but ask, "Miss Sheila, is this a joke? This guy came here to book the top floor for his wedding which means he's getting married soon so it's impossible that he's your boyfriend." "Yeah! The chubby manager is right! I'm getting married soon and I have a wife so how can I be Sheila's boyfriend?" Severin said with a laugh.

"I don't think so. I don't know for sure. I mean, I never exactly asked him, but he was going out with Cora Nelson for a while, and she's no virgin, that's for sure. No, I think Jack knows what to do." Jack was tired. A long day of shifting boxes, heavy boxes, in Jackson's warehouse, but at least it had been his last day. He smiled. The gift old man Jackson and his co-workers had given him in parting didn't hurt, either. A pleasant surprise. Only one more week and he'd be off to college. Computers and co-eds. Might even get himself a regular girlfriend. It was a while since he'd had a fuck.

Hate hitting just a single. I walk with Nikki. "My situational Awareness, SA as you call it, is just fine, thanks. My inbox is overloaded. My boss is nervous and that is his therapy. I've learned to scan and take just what I need to know. Don't know how I missed your name." "Probably because it isn't Jackson anymore. I got married." I stop and stare. "Again?" She laughs. "Yes, and this one's a keeper. It was fast and I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but after Skeeter, you two were pretty used up."

She was close to Skylar's grandparents, Gary and Sally Pearce. “They went to live with Caleb a week back. Mr. Pearce started complaining of heart problems so Caleb took them away,” informed the old housekeeper. Sienna knew that Caleb, Skylar’s older brother, was a cardiologist and lived in Cleveland, OH. “Oh, when is she coming back?” asked a disappointed Sienna. “Not very soon. Mr. St. James wants to marry her as soon as possible,” informed Mrs. Jules, making Sienna’s eyes widen with shock.

He even had to apologize to her and claim that it was a prank to calm her down. A while after that, she married Odell, and to avoid gossip, she kept her distance from him. Who would have thought that the carving studio that she worked in belonged to him? Surprised, Betty asked, “So, you guys are like childhood friends?” Sylvia answered with a hint of nervousness, “No, just normal friends.” Betty remembered that Sylvia had two kids, and if they were really childhood friends, they would have been together. It was fairly impossible for Sylvia to have been pregnant with some other man’s kids.