Jackson Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Red locks bowing to the side as she tipped her head, "Did you eat already, Jackson?" The raven glanced at her, eyes lazy and unreadable. "Nope, I'm not too hungry today." Kaitlyn paused at that, the bread in her mouth being chewed at a snail's pace. Jackson wasn't hungry? The king of snack stealers and shoveling food down his throat? It wasn't in tune with his normal behavior. Feeling concerned, she studied him. Watching the slow rise and fall of his chest, wondering what he was thinking beneath all his layers. There was no doubt that Jackson was a little rough around the edges, but she liked that about him. Maybe even a little too much.

Apart from those, he wasn't such a man of big stature. "My name is Jackson. I am the boss of The Thrill. You are Raymond. She is Grace, the zombie fighter. Aren't you thrilled?" Jackson stretched his hand to shake hands with Raymond. Raymond refused to take it. "It's okay, if you don't shake hands. You're still bathing in hot surprise" he walked away from them. An iron cage dropped over the two of them immediately Jackson moved away from them. "I won't want you to think of yourselves as prisoners. I just hate losing my men easily and carelessly. They are like brothers to me" he put his hand on his heart emotionally.

“He’s destroying the helipad bridge!” “No no ” Savannah choked. “That’s our only way out!” Jackson lowered his arm slowly, jaw steel, eyes filled with something Savannah had only seen once before: the promise that he’d tear the world apart to keep her alive. “He won’t win,” he said. He pulled her to her feet. “We’re not dying in his tower.” Savannah inhaled, tasting smoke and fear and adrenaline. “Then tell me what to do,” she whispered. Jackson gripped her hand tighter.

Only Jackson was so excited, he took out a pen and paper out of nowhere and handed it to Jenny, "Let's go out together if we have a chance. Honestly, this time I'm looking for someone with really good qualities, a pretty face, definitely the kind of zero that I've been dreaming of, unfortunately a bit tall, if I hug it, it would be great, isn't it?" Fainting… Jackson, you are really patient and want to die! Jenny's face changed from white to yellow. "What number zero?" Not wanting to get involved with Mark any more, the dangerous great demon's attention was drawn to Jackson. End of life! "What number zero?" Daniel asked again.

Now, Amara and her adapted kid is in their line of sight. "Our guys are on their way to take the kid. You said you want the b*tch to suffer."Jackson informed Mrs. Higgins after their family lunch. "Good. Make sure she knows my pain, Jackson." "Of course, Auntie. Of course." Jackson Higgins is considered by many as the black sheep of the family. That's because it's true. Jackson has a very long list of charges in seven towns in their region. If not for his last name, he would probably in super max right now. It's like cleaning his mess became his family's tradition. He's been involved in all kinds of crimes; rape, murder, drugs, kidnapping. After his family accepted that he would never change

Her heart slammed in her chest. But she didn’t react. Didn’t protest. Didn’t dare. Instead, Dante fastened the diamond necklace around her throat. Cold. Heavy. Claiming. His lips lowered to her ear. “You look better wearing something that proves you belong to me.” Something inside her snapped. She’d been taking care of herself since she was basically 13. SHE BELONGED TO NO ONE! Amara ripped the diamond necklace from her throat. The gem crashed against the marble floor. Gasps filled the room.

she asked, her voice sugary sweet, though the venom underneath was impossible to miss. I didn’t look up from my book. “Busy.” Tammy huffed, clearly annoyed by my lack of interest. “Well, he should make time for me. After all, I’m supposed to be the next Luna.” I snapped my book shut, glaring at her. “Don’t count on it.” She smirked, tilting her head in that infuriating way of hers. “We’ll see.” Before I could respond, the door opened, and Jake walked in, looking as effortlessly powerful as ever. His presence filled the room, and I had to force myself not to stare.

I gulped, this can’t be real, no no no no no “Oh but it is real” “what do you mean by you’re my wolf?” “Because that’s what I am, your wolf” Tears sprang to my eyes, determined to stop this madness the only way I know how, I took out a bottle of Jack Daniel’s from my bag and drank from it. “Don’t do that Devonne, it’s the full moon in the next five Days….. you finally get to see me, after so long” I drank again and said nothing. “I am a part of you, your trauma forced me into a place where I couldn’t come out, but now you get to meet me”

My stomach turned cold. Jackson.

Jerry muttered as he pulled out a set of video games to start playing. **** [Meanwhile]- *Clang Clang Clang* The crisp sound of a boot hitting the floor resounded throughout as a shadow made his way to an office. Opening it, he saw a gorgeous male’s side profile, with ink-black hair that fell over covering nearly all his face leaving only a minor glancing of the long lashes fluttering as it peered at the screen in front. Jackson frowned before calling out- “Zero-one.” The black-haired male faced him, his spring eyes which were beautiful yet emotionless laid on Jackson making him gulp a bit, even when Mother still had him in control and his memories lost, he was still so intimidating.