Jackson Hunger Games Novels & Stories

The route we took was very familiar. When we stopped at the orphanage I got curious. The only person I knew was Andrea ,what if ... Jackson had a stupid grin that I badly wanted to wipe off his face. The girl wasn't his mate but he seemed to be in love .He was a lucky bastard while I on the other hand... I mean I literally have my mate meters away but I'm such a coward I watched as Jackson took out a box of chocolate from the backseat which I hadn't noticed and immediately walked to the entrance.

Ryder and Reese are in the kitchen, and they're throwing cans of food and MRE's into bags. I have my gun in my hand, and I'm keeping watch out the window for Frank or any of his Warriors. Everything is happening like someone pushed the fast-forward button, but they don't seem to be moving fast enough. I have a terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, and I just know that we're not going to get away from this unscathed. When the first Warrior comes up the stairs, gun raised and ready to kill, I pull away from the window and drop to the floor. Ryder and Reese follow suit, and Tobe crawls toward me on her hands and knees.

Might want to call the cops. "Honey, who are you texting?" Chester snarled, his face twisted into something dark and chilling by the phone's glow. This whole new life spiel was nothing but a con. I was trapped in a real-life Truman Show. I lashed out with a fierce kick at Chester. He screamed in agony, doubling over, his face a mask of pain. "Chester!"

He saw a twinge of disappointment cloud Izzy’s eyes before it was quickly replaced with excitement. "If we're caught," Kate corrected. While she secretly thought she wanted to be caught, the Hunt was as exciting to her as it was to the hunters coming after them. She had dreams of evading even the most skilled hunter. She would come out of the forest at the end of the 120 hours with no mate, victorious like very few omegas had been before her. Then, of course, she wouldn't be able to enjoy those mating hormones that she had clued into within the last few days, and she wouldn't be able to join a new tribe, but the thrill of the win might be enough to cancel the disappointment of going home aft

Joan thought that was a sad realization. **** Jackson sat in his car patiently waiting for his timer to run its course. He has parked a ways from an abandoned warehouse where a group of armed men held Joan Hargreaves. Tonight Jackson would serve as the X factor in Asher's game with his uncle. It was a game whose outcome would decide Joan's life. Jackson knew it sounded insensitive to call a life-or-death situation a game, but that is what it is. It was a game of Nolan's doing and it was one Asher couldn't stop. Any attempts by Asher to stop Nolan's sick games would only delay the inevitable. It was something Asher knew well enough.

"Rhea... stop. Stop." I pulled back, looking at him with wide, confused eyes. A thin string of saliva connected us, shimmering in the lamplight. "If you keep doing that, I'm going to cum in your mouth," Jackson panted, his chest heaving. He looked down at me, his eyes dark with a mixture of hunger and something that looked almost like pain. "And I don't want to finish yet. Not until we’ve truly broken you." "But I'm not broken yet," I whispered, a small, defiant smile playing on my swollen lips. "And I thought you said I was the one who lost the game."

Long hair, slim figure, the woman was very beautiful with flawless skin and long eyelashes. When I looked carefully I felt like I had seen that woman before but where? Something was off about that woman. I took a close look at her. I soon got my answer: why did she look familiar and why did I feel an undeniable hatred towards her. What was Jackson doing with that vile woman? How did he know her? I did not know Scarlett ran any business under hunters.Jackson's dad's company deals with electronics. What was he meeting Scarlett ,hunters smuggled animals and their body parts as their business?How did they both meet?

Trying to read if the sad expression was an act or reality. "Jackson was innocent."

Helen has moved into Liam and Georgina’s place, so she won’t be alone and still be close to us. “If you’re sure? The business launches soon, and I don’t want you putting off anything important.” Shaking my head, I lift my arm, pointing to the door and smiling. “Get out of here.” He nods, walking out the door. My day disappears. Jackson arrives home late, exhausted, looking like he realises that his Mum's condition can’t be reversed. “Hey, Kitten.” He sits on the chair; I walk over to him. I sit on his lap, my lips gently kissing his.

"Jackson, it's my birthday today. How can you leave me alone in the house?" Jackson felt his chest burning as though there was a fire in it. He ignored Jade and ordered James, "Let's leave now." “Jackson, you can’t leave your mother alone!” Jade saw her son’s face turning all red and knew that the drug was working. If she could let her son stay for a while more, perhaps… Jackson sneered and shot a glance at his mother. “Mom, I will leave this house tonight! Not even God can stop me!” James helped Jackson as they walked past the living room. Looking at Fiona with her red face, Jackson paused and said, “Ms. Summers, don’t you have any shame?”