Jack Walten Novels & Stories

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

said Paul mockingly "You really are lucky brother, I am so happy for you" said Jack hugging Joseph. They spent entire night talking about Rachel Stewart. WESFA vowed to take care of their future sister-in-law. They also set a date to meet Rachel officially. The next day is Jack's birthday, he turned twenty seven. Whole world celebrated his birthday. His fans all over the world did many charity events. Jack took WESFA to a bar and threw a small party to his friends. Everybody wished him 'Happy Birthday' but he badly wanted to hear those words from his Vanilla.

I’m new at this wolf thing and I really don’t want to find out that everyone here knew what I had just done and who with at that. I head back inside and meet up with Jackson. He’s already got five different plates in front of him. I made him clean up while I went for a drink. I started wondering where Jade was when I seen her on the dance floor with a tall blonde-haired guy. As the guy turned around, I realized I’ve seen him before. He’s always with Alpha Wyatt and Beta James. That’s it! He’s Beta Taylor! But why is Jade dancing with him? I get my mixed drink and head over to Jade. “Remi! I found him!”

With that, he turned to Seamus and said: "Seamus, this is the Ms. Walton that I have been telling you about. Her name is Natasha Walton, you can just call her Natasha." Natasha's gaze looked at the man walking in. He was tall, handsome, and had an extraordinary demeanor. Even though no one had ever seen him before, they had already heard of his name. "Hello, Mr. Vice—President. Nice to meet you." Natasha's gaze was filled with anticipation and agitation. "Hello, Ms. Walton." Seamus still maintained his politeness. "Seamus, you youngsters have a lot to talk about. You guys chat, I'll go to the study room." Jaquan then left.

New York Society’s Loss By: Judy Budd Yesterday Walter Lee Dawson, CEO and president of Dawson Incorporated was laid to rest at Green-Wood Cemetery. Anyone who is anyone in NYC society was there, including Walter’s son’s estranged wife Chelsea Van Dyke-Dawson and the rest of the New York Van Dykes. I’m not sure if Derek and Chelsea are back together but she was standing by her man yesterday. Walt Dawson was more than a billionaire businessman. He was a prenominal friend and a true gentleman according to the attendees at

They all thought it was going to be a random question which had no meaning. "Why can't we ask the names directly from her?" Stepheno said to him. Mr. Walton closed his phone and got up from his chair. "If she knew those people, do you think I would let them free for all this year. " He said, coming closer to Stepheno. Mr. Walton was a built man he was 6 '3 in height with grey hair but it also styled up in a very neat way and his appealing personality still best young men. Lorenzo came in between them and blocked both of them. Not because Stepheno can't stand a punch from Mr. Walton but he will never throw one back.

l lifted my gaze, pinning him in place. “Don’t you have anything better to do?” His grin widened. “No,” he said without hesitation. “Not when I get to witness a rare event.” I leaned back in my chair, unimpressed. “And what exactly is that?” Mr. Charles adjusted his glasses, his tone light but deliberate. “The day legendary Zackary Walton is proven wrong.” I studied him for a moment calmly. “It was a one-time occurrence. She came prepared for it.” His brows lifted in surprise, “Oh,” he asked, almost amused. “So, there will be a next time?”

Walton revealed. "Regardless, no amount of reasoning can justify your actions," Lucas said angrily. "You are going to jail for life!" It was Lucas' cue to let the police enter the conference room. They arrested Walton for crimes of fraud, embezzlement, and involuntary manslaughter. His rights were read before the board members and executives.

Jill swung her legs back and forth while she looked pointedly in Chris’ direction. “I thought you liked Waldon?” Chris could have sworn to see them flirt with each other just days ago. “As he’s not here. It would appear that Wally boy is a flirt with no follow-through. He tried to play games with me and when I got down to the brass tacks of the issue between us. He acted like a cartoon can and left a cloud of dust in his wake.” That explained everything now to Helena. Jillian’s blunt and straightforward manner could unnerve even the strongest male wolf.

"I'll have Nikolai and JT coordinated by then. Anything else." "There's one more person I need." "Who." "Rhett Lexington." A pause. "The Falcons player." "Yes." "The one that looks like he was designed in a lab to be intimidating." "Walter…” "Ok…Ok… fine. But what exactly do you need Rhett Lexington for." “You will know when the time comes.” Silence. "Boss," Walter said carefully. "I don’t know what this is about. But I want my daughter safe… and I trust you. So I will do whatever you say.”