Jack Thayer Novels & Stories

His build was huge, and he had a long scar running down his bicep. "Were here to visit family. My brother's the Beta." I replied, looking at each of their faces. There really wasn't anyone here that I recognized. Had the pack grown in the time that I was gone? "Beta Drake?" The man had a confused look on his face. "What? No, Beta Sean." I scowled. Since when did Tyler have a Beta named Drake? I wondered if everything was okay with Sean's position in the pack. You typically have to do something really bad to lose your position like that.

KENNEDY I didn’t what to expect when Thayer—or should I call him Prince Thayer, the Duke of Assland when he told me that I was the only one that matters to him, that he was still the same person I met days ago. I just trusted him. I felt something stronger than how he made me feel in bed. Or maybe I was too delirious with the surge of my own libido that I wouldn’t care so much if, in the end, if this thing, or whatever we shared would come to an end.

He’s one stuck up boss. Surprise Surprise another stuck up Hawthorne. Nigel, Adrian’s dad, is also a little stuck up but the good one. Nigel is very friendly and a people person. He’s very good at socializing but I don't know for Adrian. Never once have I seen him smile since he landed in New York. I exhale heavily as I add to find a new secretary on my To - Do - List in my Ipad. Night time - Adrian Welcome Party

They certainly had every ounce of my respect for that. Thad Easton was the school’s Quarterback, resident heartthrob, and excellent sparring partner. He taught me everything that I knew. He was also on track for pre-law to follow in his father’s footsteps of working at the DA’s office. He was hoping to become DA by the time we turned thirty-five.