Jack The Ripper Fate Go Novels & Stories

"A compensation of many thousands, and you don't for even a moment give me 100 dollars?" Jack didn't have the foggiest idea what to say, however he realized very well that there were too couple of pieces of information left for the police. They more likely than not been frantically researching, and the little commission could have been for his own wellbeing. In the wake of reasoning through this, Jack couldn't have cared less about the commission. Presently, Bowen, Morrison, and Alice were all dead, and they had no appropriate focuses in their grasp. They were prepared to rest for a couple of days, so they went down the stairs to eat dinner.

"What?!!!" I was shocked and so was Habiba too. I've been trying to think for so many days, why would Balkis want a revenge on me? So, this is the reason? This is why she wants to make me suffer? But why? What have I done to her? Her father had made a crime and she can't expect him not to be punished at all. "You can go on, Hamza." "Yes sir. His full name is Muhammad Jamiu, he has three daughters; Fatima, Balkis and Sadiya. Fateema died when he was imprisoned then, she suffered from cancer and as there was no any money to treat her then, she couldn't make it and died."

Is this how fate works? “Look how fate plays with us. The owner of the damn car was your boyfriend?” “Boyfriend?” I blurted in shock. Linus waved his hand to me and put his hands inside his pocket which makes him cooler. Damn the garter of my underwear, seems it loosen. “You are the owner of it?” Reina asked as we went closer and pointed at the car, then crossed her arms. Linus nodded. Reina looked at my side which make me cleared my throat. “I thought we’re going to teach this a lesson?”

His blood spread across the dusty cave floor. The cave was silent for a while. All I could hear was my own heartbeat pounding in my ears. Aiden stood there, breathing hard, his chest rising and falling rapidly. His eyes slowly returned back to their usual shade, and the red glow disappeared. It was all over. Jackson was dead and gone for good.

Grace. I hadn't seen her in a long time. Her face was twisted, her voice shrill. "Audrey! Why don't you just die?! I'll kill you! Let me go! I want to kill her!" I glanced at her coldly, then told the guards to take her straight to the police. The law would deal with her now. I had more important things to do. After the IPO, my responsibilities multiplied. That incident became just another footnote—forgotten as quickly as it happened.

In the final instant of my fall, I grabbed onto her, and the two of us fell to our deaths together. Then we were both reborn. In this life, we each made choices completely different from before. She got what she wanted, encountering the Mafia Boss's heir on a street riddled with gunfire and becoming his wife. I changed my own fate as well. Marco looked terrifying, but to be honest, I would rather marry him than spend even one more second near Luca. Vivian thought Luca was a gentle, considerate, perfect gentleman. Unbeknownst to her, marrying him was the true beginning of her nightmare.

He had always known that bringing Sasha into his world would change things, but he hadn’t expected it to happen so quickly or drastically. Jack sat alone in his apartment, the glow of his laptop screen casting eerie shadows on the walls. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions, each one more chaotic than the last. Dean Hooper and Ian Cruise were dead—two of the most powerful men in the mob world, taken down by Hades and his people. With their deaths, Jack found himself without allies. He had spent years carefully aligning himself with the right people, building connections within the criminal underworld to further his own goals. But now, with Dean and Ian gone, those connections ha

"T-This time, I'm really going to use my life to repay you and our son. "I-I'm sorry, Frank." Her hand slipped down in front of me. Far away, Jack was being handcuffed, but he was still laughing like a madman. I ignored both of them. I calmly completed my discharge procedures. A few days later, I saw the news on my phone. Jack had committed suicide in prison. He really had loved Camilla deeply. He would even die for her. But none of it had anything to do with me anymore. From then on, the long nights would finally be warmed by the wind.

“You sure did.“ Xander fired at him in his obvious state of shock. Jack released a guttural groan expressing his pain as the bullet went through his chest, he fell to the ground with shaky breaths. He was trying to keep his weak arms steady in an attempt to fire back at Xander but Xander fired at his wrist loving his pained voice and yelling into the night. He walked in slow strides towards a dying Jack, kicking the gun out of his reach before slapping him with the butt of his gun. His mouth poured out blood instantly, he tried speaking, disbelief still etched in his tone. “I swear I killed you.“ “You killed the stripper.“ He slapped him hard once again. Then you tried to rape Selena and tha

“I do not see anything special about these freight elevators other than their squeaking sound, and some parts are rusty like the one next to me. By the way, when did you start living in this building?” "Ten years ago. My old place of residence was already known to the Schneider group who were intending to recruit me to join their organization but I rejected the offers, so I moved here,” Nora shrugged her shoulders with a serious face that did not match the petite woman's cute face. “This freight elevator was used as transportation to move the bodies of victims of a famous serial killer in Waterford city sixty years ago––” "The so-called 'Jack the Ripper' of Waterford city because of their si