Novel & Cerita Jackson Hunger Games

Jackson looks at me alarmed for a moment scanning me for any injuries. "You didn't think I got to be this awesome without shedding any blood along the way did you?" I ask in a taunting tone that is cut off by a whistling sound. I barely have time to flinch dropping the torch as the blade pierces me in my shoulder missing my heart thanks to me moving. I groan looking up into the darkness but seeing nothing. Jackson seems just as alert but even his eyes can't seem to pierce the unnatural darkness. Another dagger whistles through the air but is met with a shield of flame melting the metal to nothing before it hits its mark. I yank the dagger from my shoulder not missing the flare of Jackson's n

HUNTER This girl doesn’t plan on giving me a fucking break now, does she? I get up, turn around, and head upstairs to grab a fucking jacket for her freezing ass but when I come back, I see her flirting with some weird-eyed guy I never even heard about? She eyes him like it’s the first time she’s ever seen a man half-naked, and fuck does it make me want to punch someone right in the fucking face. If I did, I hope I damaged it. Permanently.

Daniela called out as his movements seemed sluggish. “O…over here.” He called out, coughing on the smoke. “Watch out!” He shouted as the ceiling beam came crashing down, separating us. I looked at where he had collapsed on the ground, his breathing shallow, then to the hole, the beam had created. It was a perfect way out, and I could quickly get up there and take my chances fighting whoever was sent to collect me, dead or alive. Or I could save The Hunter and use the secret underground escape tunnel.

What stressed me out was the information I had gotten from Karen's aunt. To think that John Hunter was looking for his daughter was a huge deal. My uncle was already clear that he wouldn't allow me to bring the pack into this, and I had promised McCain that I would kill Karen if she realised his fears. I had also told Karen that I would only protect her for the duration of our contract. The way things were, Karen was certainly going to die. My decisions and actions were only postponing the day.

ultimate search: live or die" he stated and I gasped. A horror movie? I questioned and he laughed. "Kind of.. More of teenagers losing their way in the jungle and had to undergo different stages of life just to survive." He added and I was a bit relaxed. "Don't worry; you're going to love every bit of it." He said and winked at me. "Uhmm..Daisy!" He called my attention and I turned to face him.

“Are they really going to just let me fall back?” That's actually... cause me a sigh of relief. I'm tired by the eyes that following my every steps! Then there's Grandma I notice anxious and been in contact with the messengers lady. And everyone of them is given grandma a jade, however it only cause Grandma to deeply anxious. Then her expression greatly change, she said in certainty, “It must be those horrible species! The Lycan kidnapped the future of the huntress!” “Future... of the huntress?” I curiously eyed everyone that suddenly voice out their wanting to wipe out the species they despise.

The birthmark, the tendency to heal faster, the exotic color of our eyes, and so much more. Jackson has all of these traits, but one. His eyes. His eyes are brown, which makes him pass as an actual human sometimes. That sure comes in handy when we are in sticky situations with humans. “What is it, Jackson?” I ask as I return back to my reflection in the mirror. “The rest of the team are outside the hut, and we are ready for the hunt.” He says boldly as he runs his hand through his hair. “You’re not tired?” I ask as I look at his reflection through the mirror.

I wagged my finger at my husband before turning my glare on my dad. “I noticed that you didn’t say anything about Tucker or Jackson.” He ignored me as he shot a look at Jackson. “Not a bad idea. If I’d done it a year ago, I would’ve known that text from Kate was bogus when her tracker turned up in Paris.” Jackson crossed his arms over his broad chest with a smug grin, and I just knew that he was thinking about how he’d taken my virginity in the bedroom on the plane. Before he could say anything I would regret, I pressed my hands together and gave him and my dad the biggest puppy dog eyes I could muster. “I’m famished. I’d just about kill for a double cheeseburger from Shake Shack and a malt

"You know I wouldn't hurt you, Riley. You have nothing to be scared about." "Did she beg or scream?" I asked. "What?" "Roxy. Did she beg you not to kill her or was she just screaming while you cut her up?" Jackson sighed and climbed to his feet. He placed the tray of food on the nightstand. His whiskey-brown eyes betraying no emotion. "If you still want to try escaping, I think you need some energy to run. Eat. Goodnight, Riley." Tears trickled down my face as I continued to stare out towards the darkened words. I sobbed silently, wishing that Jackson was telling the truth. That he hadn't killed all those people.

She was dripping down his balls, trembling on the edge of coming, with her brother just steps away. Alex opened the fridge. The light spilled into the living room, almost reaching them. Ethan’s cock throbbed inside her. He smiled darkly against her neck and slowly rocked his hips once… twice… pushing just a little deeper. Lila’s mouth opened in a silent gasp. Would Alex turn around? Would he see his little sister impaled on his best friend’s thick cock? The fridge door started to close. To be continued…