Jackson Douglas Novels & Stories

I curiously ask while I prop my head up with my hand. Jackson takes a shot down with ease before answering. "I'm in a trading business with some allies in the West coast. It's nothing much really, but I handle the chain in some parts of Oregon such as my home a few hours away." "Wow that's really cool." I was impressed by his success. "And you're how old?" "I'm twenty-five sweetheart." He answers with a charming side smile. "Oh wow! You're sound like you've been at this for some time."

He raised his hand in front of him and bowed respectfully. "Sorry to keep you waiting. Let me introduce myself, I'm Andrew Jackson, director of The World group. Nice to meet you!"

Nancy told Jackson angrily. "Nancy, in case you forget, I remind you that Duke was only an eight-year-old child at that time. Who knew that this child would one day be trouble for us? If I had known, would I have kept him alive at the time?" Jackson asked her angrily. Already his head was very hot with anger. He still can't believe that Mr. Winners treated him like that. He is also the CEO of Sullivan Company, for freaking sake. Jackson thought that Mr. Winters would gladly meet the owner of Sullivan Company when he visited his office. But far from meeting, he did not even agree to listen to him.

Jackson chimes in confidently, "Derek, your wolf might be a local doctor, but your needles treat basic colds and winter fevers at best. This medicinal pill is no ordinary remedy—it is a high supreme elixir. I hate to say it to your face, but your mind is completely in over your head on this trail." Impatient with all the discussion, Leroy suddenly reaches his hand out, grabs the round pill from the box, and pushes it straight into Douglas's open mouth. "Grandpa, this is Jackson's wonderful gift—here is to a healthy, happy, long life under the moon!" The entire family joins in with enthusiastic wishes, lifting their cups high. "To Elder Douglas's health!" "To many more winter cycles for our l

I groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.

I appreciated that he’d do that for me. “And I am forever grateful to you, Alpha, and to you, Luna. I know nothing can ever undo her betrayal, but I am glad she won’t be killed, at least not by our pack,” David nodded, glancing into his review at us. The car descended into silence after that. Everyone probably had a lot on their mind. I know I do. I’m about to go to Mount Hood, the town that acts as the capital to Logan’s pack. I’m about to meet more of his pack. I’m going to have to meet his daughter. That thought made me pale. Was I ready for this?

The floors were white marble, too clean for my shoes that had just been from the Bronx. “Hello, I’m here to see Mr. Markos Petrakis,” I said to the receptionist when I got there. The receptionist eyed me up and down before giving me a questioning look. You could tell she didn’t believe me. “What’s your name?” “Hazel Thompson.” She clicked a few times on the computer before smiling and getting up. “Derek, the manager, is waiting for you in his office. That is who you will be seeing about your employment.” She said as she gestured at a door on her right.

, Jackson replied very confidently, "How do you know that? they could be playing innocent", "No my mole is her close family member, he informs me every time they get information or get close to catching me, like today he informed me that they got a location on new property", "OK well good you have an insider, now if you will excuse me I need to pack",

It was still strange to Orla, that Sophia would invite her to her house, and even introduce her to Jackson, a friend of hers who was squatting with her pending the time he'd wrap up his medical primary assignment and go back to Bristol. Within six minutes of meeting each other, Orla knew that Jackson was a humanitarian doctor who went from state to state to help the people who needed a Doctor but couldn't afford them. Jackson had taken a liking to Orla and told her he'd like to have a word with her after she was done with her sister.

The blow is so hard and powerful, Dave vomited blood. Reed is fuming with anger. When he saw this man touching Mia, his possessive instinct took over and he saw red. He doesn't want any other man to touch his Mia. A hush fell over the entire town square. The usually loud and lively place is now dead silent. The Bowman's and Douglas's are not to be messed with. Dave Douglas, the younger son of Patrick Douglas is not someone anyone would want to go against. He is notorious for his temper tantrums. Now a man showed Dave Douglas where he belongs, and everyone knows that it's not a good thing for the young man who is defending his woman.