Jackson Brodie Books In Order Novels & Stories

Hence, she put it back in its spot among other dusty books and walked to another shelf. She came across a couple of other books but she knew none of them will give her any information on what she sought after; ‘Moon Goddess' Mate’ by U. Tipper, ‘The Hybrid's special Guide’ by L. O. Klark, ‘Tribid Greed’ by Steve Reynolds, and a lot of other books.

***Bethany’s Pov*** After a few weeks as star-crossed lovers on the island, I decided it was time to focus on Jacob. As I was putting his belongings away, I discovered a journal among them. I was at a loss for words, but the journal bothered me, and I couldn't help but stare at it as I packed his belongings. My hand slowly moved to touch it as my curiosity grew. I jumped to my feet when Jacob entered the room, and his eyes widened when he saw the journal in my hand. He caught me red-handed, so it would be useless for me to lie to escape.

Hello readers! First of all, I want to express my gratitude to each and every one of you for your continued support and for embarking on this journey with me. Writing "The Rise of the Omega Supreme - book 1" has been an incredible experience, and I'm thrilled to bring you the second installment of this series.

Gamma Jack "JACK!" Cal's bellowing voice drags me back to reality. I haven't heard a word that he has said for goddess only knows how long because my mind has been on Hailey and Coby and how much I want to kill them. I'm sitting in his office with Ashley and Liam plus a few of our top warriors who have been out personally searching day and night for the pair of bastards.

said Grayson. He had missed her last scheduled appointment. Before last night, when the trio came together intimately, Grayson had grown distant. He had shut those who loved him out. Worse still, he’d lied to them about working late to entertain investors in The Godwin Railroad. Amber and Leo had unraveled his web of lies and tracked him to The Fringe. Grayson was taking stupid, dangerous risks by combing through seedy bars and asking questions. The kind which got a man hurt or worse. He was desperate to find someone who knew something about the men who ran his brother off the road. All other witnesses had turned up dead over the years.

Things were all falling into place. These last few months of school have probably been the best since I transferred to Ravenwood. And as unexpected as it is, Collin Cole is the reason why. Brant got expelled, and I haven’t had to see his face. Sure, he didn’t do time for his crimes, but he lost his followers, got arrested, and was forced to pay fines for trespassing and damaging Collin’s car. Riko’s been making great strides in her therapy. She was not just getting past her fear of being in the front seat of a car, either. She’s told me she opened up and is working on her issues with her dad and talking about her mother, a woman she barely remembers.

However, I have decided to pause book 8 and go back in order to do it justice, not only for the series and myself but, more importantly, for you, the readers. I am going to share something a little personal about myself - I am a perfectionist as well as AuDHD, and because this story and overall series has grown since I first started into having so many characters and plot points that intertwine, it proved extremely difficult to keep track of and keep it straight, which is why I made this decision to go back to the beginning and write it in order. Book 1 is The Rebellious Alpha. Book 2 is The Beta's Feral Alpha, which I am currently writing. Then we will have 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, and finally 8, whi

Emma later went upstairs to her brother's room. James' room was filled with things that he had insisted on carrying from Mina's place. He adores his things and wishes to take them with him wherever he goes. Emma faked a gasp seeing the room. On the bed, the blankets were covered by plushies and coloring books while color packs were laid on the nightstand unevenly. Mina had spoiled him a lot. Emma began to organize her brother's belongings. She placed the plushies on the bed, and neatly stacked the coloring books and packs on the nightstand. When she finished, she stood back and felt a warm wave of nostalgia wash over her.

I walked to the library and sat next to the window, I looked at my project and now I need to find some books. I walked through the bookshelfs and search for the architect section. I'm looking for a watertank and some electric placement book. I looked through every book clearly and oh there it is. I tried to reach it but I can't. It's on the top of the bookshelf, I need to take a ladder. I walked away to grab the ladder. I got back to the architect section again and I put the ladder to reach the book but the book is gone. Suddenly I found the book on the middle shelf, I looked around. I guess someone must have been taking it and put it there.

I turned and started walking, my boots splashing through puddles on the uneven road. Behind me, I heard the faint sound of the cigarette hitting the ground, the flick of a lighter, and the slow, broken inhale of smoke. I didn’t look back. I walked until my legs trembled, until the city lights blurred, until I didn’t know if I was crying or if it was just the wind cutting against my face. When I finally reached the apartment, Elias’s car wasn’t there. His keys weren’t on the counter. The book he’d been reading that morning still sat on the couch, open to the same page.