Jack Sparrow Real Name Novels & Stories

I fucking responded to him when he called my real surname, whereas all those times before I have met him, it has been always under the fake identity called John Williams. Thick beads of perspiration form over my forehead as I gape at him in horror. I force the saliva down my throat, which has been clogged there in fright, and shift my head to look at Max. He looks just as shocked as I am, giving me a hint of how big a blunder have I committed. But the question is, how the hell does he know my name? "What? Isn't that your name, Mr. Harris? Christopher Harris, if I say. A leading member of a Mafia gang called Cobra." He announces smugly and I blink a few times in astonishment, trying to regist

Husband's name, Jack Carlton. Moreau had told me some of this while I was recovering in the bunker. Told me how he had made sure to take care of her in a way over the years. The second file contained details about her husband and as I read through, a chill settled along the base of my spine. Jack Carlton, real name Joseph Russo. Position, Undercover. Status: Unactivated. I leaned away from the computer. Moreau couldn't have…he wouldn't… But looking at both documents on my screen, he would. He did.

"If you hadn't reminded me, I might've forgotten. When we married three years ago, was it because of your ties to Peter? Did you approach me because of him? Even after I divorced him, you still stayed close. Was it all leading up to this day?" Jack's brows furrowed as his fists clenched. "Who told you all this? Don't you trust me?" "I wanted to trust you, but I can't." Tania's voice wavered. "You even approached me using a fake name. Trevon Holmes, was it? You're Jack, not Trevon, so you're not the man I thought I knew." "Tania, no matter what name I go by, I still love you."

she said evenly, “you’re making a mistake. Alexander was never my real protector. My backer is someone even Alexander fears. Think very carefully before you touch me.” Anita narrowed her eyes, suspicious. “What are you talking about? You’re just a designer.” Ava met her stare, unwavering. “Jessica’s fleeing abroad, isn’t she? Didn’t she call you for help? I destroyed her and took over the Morales family business. My real name is Serena Ava Morales. I was Alexander Vanderbilt’s wife. Even if he hates me now, he wouldn’t dare lay a finger on me because Cornelius Vanderbilt is behind me. That’s who I answer to.”

Kilan demanded. Sophia shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "I don't know his real name. He went by a code name. The Viper. He was my father's enforcer. The one he sent when he needed something done quietly." Lisa's voice was barely a whisper. "And he's still out there?"

Dante nodded at Jayden, he watched Jayden close the door behind him. Dante waited for Barbara's mail but he didn't receive any. "Shit! Why isn't she replying? I should mail her again." "Are you sleeping already? I need to tell you the truth about me, I want you to hear it from me and no one else. My real name is Dante Harold, CEO of Real Achiever's corporation, although Li Jun is also my name only a few people know me as that, I don't work for any of the agencies, titled rented boyfriend, I am sorry if I swindle you. I will explain more, after tomorrow or maybe, I should come to pick you up, so you be my date at the company's anniversary, I wanted to invite you but so many things at a time.

Jack asked, "Didn't you say on the phone that we were meeting for some very important business, and how did you get my number in the first place?" The conversation continued with Jade saying, "Well, that's going to be a secret until you agree to help me." Jack enquired, "In what way can I be of assistance to you?" She questioned, "You are aware of who Erin is, correct?" Jack inquired, "Who is Sparrow's girlfriend?" and Jade responded with a grin. She smirked, and Jack smiled as he said, "I'm going to kill her." The response from Jack was, "You don't look like someone who needs any help from me."

She shrieked, her brows pulled together tightly. "I'm sorry, Janice, I just thought -" "Thought what?" She cut him off, her eyes gleaming with betrayal and sadness. "Were you really thinking how I would feel being lied to all these while?" Her voice cracked with emotion as tears pricked the corners of her eyes. His heart broke, and he wished he could hug her so tight and not let go. He heaved a deep sigh. "Fine, here's the truth, Janice. My real name is Finn Orwells, and not Drake Hughen. I came in the guise of a horsekeepr to avenge my father, who your father killed."

Which could only mean one thing… Damn it! I was not the only one who used a fake name during our time in Paris! Jas Mathieu didn’t exist just like Arabella Adams. The man she actually fell in love with, the man she thought she might still be in love with… the father of her son is actually Jin Adrien Starck. Jas wasn’t his name. They were his initials. Adrienne started fixing Julianne’s slightly disheveled hair. “You need to compose yourself. We need to get out there. My Mom was quite concerned. Are you sure you’re okay now?”

“Goddamn it.” “And Vivian…” Tasha added, voice quieter now, “she’s not evil, Jasper. She just… she loves her brother.” “What’s his name?” Jasper asked sharply. “Nicholas,” she said. “Nico, but his real name is Nicholas. I haven’t seen him in years. But Vivian would do anything to keep him safe. Anything.” Jasper's lips curled bitterly. “Including sleeping with the man ” Tasha didn’t answer. “I need more,” he said. “How do I find this guy?”