Jack Walten Novels & Stories

I said, trying to sound professional. The man looked shocked. After a moment, a smile spread across his face. "If it's private, may I ask what you are doing here Miss... Miss..." He paused a moment, waiting for me to introduce myself. "Walton. Anna Walton. I’m here training to be Mr. Weston's new caretaker. Now, could you please tell me what you are doing here Mister..." He laughed. "Weston! Jack Weston. Wow! I had no idea that old fart would ever hire such a lovely young woman to care for me."

Howard staggered and narrowly missed hitting his head on the wall as he fell to the ground. He spat out and realized his saliva had turned bloody. “Damn…when did you get so much strength….” He groaned as he clutched his chin. He looked up to see Eleanor glaring down at him. “I told you don’t touch my stickers! Stay the heck away from my stuff! Hand them back to me this minute!” “No…” he refused, hiding the stickers behind him. Eleanor became very furious. Her fists clenched and her breathing suddenly hiked heavily.

Walt replied, "Ms. Jewell, you're too kind. He's harassing you, yet you're still thinking of him. Could you roughly describe that person's appearance to me?" Stella felt slightly guilty as she coughed and said, "He's tall, handsome, and always wearing suits. His car plate is A8968." Walt noted it down and said, "Don't worry. I'll keep an eye out and won't let him come in here and harass you again." "I appreciate it very much." "Heh heh." Walt chucked and wished her, "Wishing you all the best for the premiere of The Palace. It's going to be a hit."

“Double check the shipments. Next time I will kill you all.” I walked past the shocked faces of the other men and went inside. I heard Jacob yell at them to clean up the mess then he followed me in. I walked straight into my office with Jacob on my heels. “What the fuck do you want Jacob?” He stopped in the doorway. “Just wanted to make sure you were ready for your meeting tonight.” I glared at him and he quickly exited my office. Stupid ass, of course, I am ready. I have done my research and I know just about everything I can about Joseph and his gang. I needed to let some steam off so I changed into my gym clothes and headed over to the gym. I worked out for about an hour before Jacob came

Fuck was she beautiful. "so what is the news on Walton?",Steven asks cause he knows I had a private investigation going on for him and Leslie both worried me and I don't do well with worry. "he said he has mental issues becomes obsessed with writers stalks them and usually attacks them. He said he served time for sexual assault and domestic violence on women. The cops let him go but now they are paying attention to what he is doing now cause he broke into our house and we have kids",I look at the guys as they look pissed.

Joseph exhaled a cloud of smoke, watching it curl toward the ceiling. After a beat, he flicked his cigarette, a smirk playing on his lips. "I heard you’ve still got a little side piece working at Walton Corporation, yeah?"

Maeve jabbed me in the side as we walked out of the change rooms. I had been paired with Jake in today’s exercise, who started the session off with an optimistic smile which was swiftly replaced by a permanent wince as he became well acquainted with the floor. I had felt Julius watching as he circled the group, his presence impossible to miss no matter where he was in the room, yet our eyes never met as I remained focused on the task at hand. “Really? I didn’t notice.” I shrugged, trying my best to downplay how much I most certainly did notice.

‘What sort of person is he?’ Jonathan stepped forward to welcome them in haste. “Mr. Walton Sr., Mr. Walton, Mr. Yarde!” Hogan said in astonishment, “Are you acquainted with Dr. Yarde as well, Mr. Walker?” “I suppose so.” Jonathan said courteously, “I hosted the dinner when Mr. Queen from Triumph Land came here with Mr. Yarde for a meal previously.” “Jason Queen?” Hogan expressed his astonishment. Even though the Waltons were an influential family in Clouspring, Jason was the owner of a real estate company ranked top three in Skyriv!

Jacob’s POV The girl’s name is Calista Caitlynn, a nineteen year old omega. She speaks to me with enough wisdom and intelligence that not all women have, by her looks and her figure I even thought I could marry my son to her instead, only that she lacks the name for it. I could still picture how she gasped for air the moment I touched her, it felt like she wanted me to do more of that. She’s perfect as a whore, to be honest, but she’s even more perfect to serve.

'There was a sudden deem lights, Phelan remembers someone, who was Don Carlton telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and she was unable to stop him. It was so sudden that Don stood, watching Phelan in a distant approached her in a smile that shed some lights in the deem lights that came from the window. A meter from Phelan, Don put his hands on her shoulders, and then made an excuse and left.