Jacks Booktok Novels & Stories

"Dinner is at 19:00. Wear something nice. We have a lot to discuss about your first assignment. The A****n is lovely this time of year, provided you don't get eaten by the flora." The Executor left. The doors hissed shut. Jack stood alone in the cold blue light. He looked at Catherine’s sleeping face. "I promise," Jack whispered to the glass. "I will burn this world down to get you out." He turned to leave, but stopped. He looked at the console controlling the tank. It was encrypted. Ouroboros OS. Jack touched the screen. Not to hack it. But to leave a mark. He pressed his cursed thumb against the metal casing. The black ink sizzled, leaving a perfect, scorched fingerprint.

Jack angrily took both my boobs in his hands and I screamed and started shaking. I shouted, “What are you doing, leave me.” Jack was very happy to see my condition and he said “Scream like this, you look good like this. You have a lot of attitude as a salute, but don't worry, gradually all your attitude will disappear.” Saying this, Jack started releasing and biting my boobs, I screamed in pain but he did not care. Perhaps I am destined to endure pain. Jack left marks all over my body and started kissing my lips. The lips which belonged only to Elijah have now been made his own by someone else.

Cela remains disappointed. "C'mon. It's not like they bought everything. They just thought of giving the books as Christmas presents apart from the corporate giveaways. You must know that your mother enjoyed your first book so much. Too bad that she passed before the second one is out," Nanny Rita continued. "You've always been loyal to her," Cela said.

Jack balanced the tray of food on one arm and slid the door open to his cabin. A small light illuminated the room from the nightstand and an eleven-year-old girl looked up from her book where she sat on the bed. "Hey kiddo," Jack greeted. "Was your mission good?" Lexi asked. Jack set the tray of food down on the table across from the bed and pushed the stack of books out of the way with it. "Yeah, we saved a bunch of huge women."

When I touched his muscular chest he growled and kissed me again. It wasn't long until he sat on top of me, his right hand strangling my neck. It hurt, because of the sharp nails that suddenly appeared behind his finger. Then his left hand just forcibly pulled my heart. ______ London, UK. "Hey, are you okay?" Jack's hand held me, he woke me from the terrible dream last night. Jack is the CEO and owner of the publishing house where I work. He was so friendly and kind, moreover he helped me so much. He was so handsome with his charming smile.

I was going crazy, and I knew that there was no turning back. With each thrust, Conrad pushed me closer and closer to the edge, his movements ruthless and unforgiving as he drove himself deeper into me. I could feel his cock grazing my walls deliciously. I could feel the tension building within me, coiling tighter and tighter with every thrust until I thought I would burst. “You can come, little mouse,” Jake rasped as if reading my mind. And just like that, his words shattered the dam holding back my pleasure, permitting me to let go completely. With a cry of ecstasy, I let the overwhelming tide of sensation wash over me, my entire being shaking. BOOK REVIEW PLEASE! THANK YOU!

I grumbled back. Lena had gone to the kitchen to make another round of coffee and heated up some leftover food for Jacko to eat. I presumed he had yet to eat. “Where did you find this gold mine?”Jacko asked after he flicked through the first book, his face lit up with surprise and glee.

Jack announced. THE END!

I ask him and he jumps at my voice. " sorry I didn't see you. Yeah I'm fine just a bit lost today" he says obviously somewhere else with his mind. " What's on your mind Jacks? Talk to me" I say, placing a hand on his shoulder. " I .. I read some books about the coven we are against. And.. Well I.." He stutters. " What is it?" I urge.

Sighing, I walk back towards the path I came, heading towards the bookstore that I usually go to incase I have any books I want to purchase. ''Good morning, Rose.'' Jack, the owner here, greets me. He's almost in his seventies but he's a very hardworking man. Besides, whenever I tell him to go home and get some rest or slack off, he would say that he doesn't have anything else to do; this bookstore is where he wants to spend his time. I smile at him, heading towards his direction, ''Good morning, Jack. How are you?'' He lets out a breathy laugh, ''I'm good, how are you? It's been awhile since I last saw you and your boyfriend. Are you two doing well?'' The sky blue eyes he have never fail to