Jacks Booktok の小説・ストーリー

Instead, she steps back and gives me a chance to show my fans appreciation. Once we make it past the crowd, we quickly make our way to the bookstore. Doubt tries to creep into my mind as I lead Jena to the door of the bookstore, but I keep walking, telling myself that she wrote a book to me first and this will just be slightly more public than the privacy she probably wanted with the book. It doesn’t take Jena long to spot the display, and she stops dead in her tracks. For a moment she just looks at the book that is displayed in the center of the store, looking proud in the bright orange cover with an image of a couple on the cover, the town we met in, in the background. Clean Air is the nam

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

, Ashton said. I ignored them and went to check for an interesting book that I could purchase. Jack and Ashton kept on talking and laughing but I didn’t pay them any attention. Jack was funny and I liked that about him. I found a book that seemed nice and pulse-racing, Blood Brothers by Nora Roberts.

My lips curled into a sad small smile, I had only gone to bury my locket that day but I got cured. “That’s how I know I’m not imagining this. I have proof though.” I stretched the book I had taken from the pack archives to them. “Here,” I said, holding it out for them to see. “This will tell you everything.” Jack stepped closer to me before taking it. His fingers brushed mine briefly, but his expression remained guarded as he flipped through the pages.

A promise to love, forever till death do us apart. THE END In case you are wondering about what happened to Jenny and Jack, I don’t intend to write about them. But we should assume Jenny was confined into an asylum while Jack was sentenced to five years imprisonment for conspiracy. I hope you enjoyed reading this book. I added more chapters because some readers complained that the story seemed rushed. Thank you for taking out your time to read and comment. Please check out my other books— Alpha King Special Soulmate and Her Baby’s Secret. ALPHA KING SPECIAL SOULMATE

Brian got out of the car first and opened the door for Matthew, helping him into his wheelchair. Brian didn't go inside the bookstore, only Matthew and I went in. “Jack!” As soon as he entered, Matthew spoke. "Have you come so early??" Someone answered very quickly, it was a man's voice, loud and clear. Jack had not yet appeared, but his voices had been heard. Jack was Matthew's friend, so he would definitely like Matthew, both rich and talented. Maybe he opened this bookstore just for fun. Everyone knew that this street was one of the most expensive streets in the country. No matter how well the sales of the bookstore was, it could hardly make up for the Ground-Hired cost.

His hip jerked harder, hitting the back of my throat, and releasing his hot cum in my mouth. They dribbled down my chin, and without hesitation, Jack's hand wrapped around my neck, and his hot tongue licked his release off me. "Oh, fuck." I choked, and he smirked and placed a kiss on my lips. He rolled us over, with him on top of me. I could feel his length hardening against my thigh. "I want to feel your tight cunt around my dick, Amanda," Jack whispered in my ear, his thumb moving my pant to the side and his cock at my entrance.

‘So much for gym class! Giving up, Jake stopped heaving and set the book on his lap. “You show up in my life and now you can't open! And I’m talking to a...” He had hardly finished that statement when a low whirring sound filled the toilet followed by what Jake could see was fire. The book opened itself up, its pages flipping madly and at the very centre of it, a fountain of orange flames shot up about three feet in the air. ‘What the fuck!’ Jake quickly grabbed the book by the sides when a rapping came on the door.

"Thank you. So… about the book?" Jack handed me the smaller version. I flipped through its pages, and what I saw made my breath catch. This is my story. This is me. The book… it was my diary. Rewritten. But how? Everything that happened here was exactly what had happened back then. "Who wrote this book?" I asked, my voice low. "Some say she wrote it herself," Jack said. "Some say a human named Elias did. Others believe… it wrote itself." "Wow… so why did it stop? Why isn’t it finished?"

Emma opened it to find the first proof copy of her book: A Love That Lingers. The cover was simple an image of snow falling on a wooden cabin but the title gleamed in silver letters. Her name below it felt unreal. Jake walked in, took one look at the book, and grinned. “It’s real. You’re an author.” Emma ran her fingers over the pages, stunned. “It still feels like someone else’s story.” Jake wrapped his arms around her. “But it’s yours. Every word. Every scar and victory. You earned this.” Later that night, Emma curled up by the fire, book in hand, Lila asleep upstairs. She read the final page aloud to herself: