Jack The Drought Novels & Stories

I trekked for a while, until my legs and knees started falling apart, then I decided to call Jake. He picked the first time the phone rang. "Hello Vee, I have been calling you. What's up?" He asked , in a rather harsh tone. "I am sorry, I actually saw the calls but I couldn't pick up. I am in a deep mess right now and need help. "I need help Jake, or else I will die" I cried. "Calm down baby, where are you? I mean where is your location?" He asked. "I don't know, I honestly don't know where I am. I am in a very far place" i responded.

"By the way, Aiken, this lobster is so fresh and juicy, but unfortunately for you, you'll never be able to taste it. Enjoy your moldy bread!" I set down my phone and took another bite of the stale bread in my hands. For some reason, I could taste something rusty and metallic in it. Memories from three months ago surfaced in my mind. It was a dark underground operating theater, and Dad was lying on a filthy operating table, all for the sake of purchasing the "specialized drug" worth 10,000 dollars needed for Nancy's treatment. He sold his kidney for that. Before Dad died, his scrawny hands gripped the hem of my shirt, his eyes pleading and hesitant.

I immediately lost my appetite. "The drain's clogged," said Betty, who was lounging on the couch and snacking. She ordered, "Go fix it." Primily's throat hurt, and she started crying again. No amount of soothing worked, and I felt utterly exhausted. "Call maintenance and have them take care of it," I replied. Betty's eyebrows shot up as she cranked up the TV volume. "Do you know how much that will cost? Edwin works hard to earn money, and you're out here spending it like water! You don't care about him, but I do!"

Byron was having trouble controlling all that water, something that I forgot to consider. I jumped from the last building and finally made my way to them. I used the pipe that I was holding on to push a couple of guys off of the building. Both of them yelled as they fell and a drone caught them in a net. As I turned my gaze from the drone, a surge of water drove past me to push a man, whom I did not notice, as creeping up on me. “Stop standing there and doing nothing. Fight!” Jack ordered and I gritted my teeth in anger and irritation at Jack.

he snaps, clearly annoyed I derailed his quest for sustenance. "You're gonna eat chili? You know what that shit does to you." I say, giving him a firm look and watch as his shoulders deflate. Jack loves chili. His stomach does not. "You're right. I probably shouldn't shit my brains out all night." he says with a morose tone before grabbing a few other snacks. The women laugh at him a little and we all circle around to talk about the book. "I couldn't believe his mate is a dragon!" Gwen squeals excitedly.

Jack told himself. Jack hadn't been with a woman for quite some time and felt himself beginning to feel flattered and slightly aroused. Pushing his desires aside, Jack said, "Listen, I have to get my chores done. Due to the rain, I am a day behind." She smiled again, this time more seriously, "I can help. Besides, I need something to do for a couple of hours." This he couldn't argue with. "Alright, I need to fill these buckets up with water for starters, wanna try?" He asked. She headed to pick up the two buckets, and as she bent over, Jack saw a cleavage that was calling his name, not to mention as she turned the nicest ass ever.

When Salvador got a console as a birthday gift from Jessica, I would sneak in a few games with him and win sometimes, so I thought I might do okay here too. But after losing three rounds in a row, I decided I didn’t want to play anymore. Jack didn’t miss a chance to tease me about it. So, we switched to an arcade game, but I kept losing there too. Frustrated, I suggested we just watch a movie until the sun came up. "Do you have any water around here?" I asked when I felt my throat get stiff and dry after all the popcorn Jack and I ate. I didn’t want any soda, so water was the best option.

Jack and Johnson finally came down from the whimsical ride and ran over to them. "Amazing," Johnson grinned. "I need water," Jack huffed. "Are you okay, sweetheart?" Natasha asked worriedly, passing him a water bottle. Jack drank a few mouthfuls of water before replying, "I am okay. Just my throat dried up. It was scary. My heart was beating in my tummy." Both Natasha and Sean burst out laughing. "Turns out that the CEO of Square Tech is scared of whimsical rides," Sean mocked. "It’s not funny," Jack grumbled. "Get on that pinwheel. I’d like to know if Mr. Watson’s heart beats in his tummy."

His mind screamed desperately for water but he clenched his hands into fists, holding himself back as much as possible. However, the heat only seemed to linger in his mouth and throat, spreading rapidly like a wildfire. Jack laughed when he saw Ryan’s expression and asked, “So, Ryan, how is it? Do you still want a second chance with my daughter? If you give up now, I’ll give you some milk to ease the heat.” Ryan coughed violently, sticking his tongue out as though the air would cool off the burning sensation. He shook his head and replied in a strained voice, “No… never.”

He couldn't help wanting to hold it in his hand. "Hey! Have we met before." Just as Kathy came out of the shower, the man came to her and greeted. "I am Jack by the way." Kathy grinned, "It's an old stunt, man." And strolled past him, heading towards Tina who was laying around the ocean. There is outrage in her sweet voice and Jack is as yet checking those fuckable lovely asses out. "You are mine." "Mr Dreke." His assistant came to him, and murmured in his ears.