Jackson Storm In Cars 3 Novels & Stories

"Funny. I should be asking you that. Adam, since when did you, my driver, change your name to Jackson Reed too?" The lobby exploded. "What? Driver? He's Mr. Reed's driver?" "So he used Mr. Reed's cars to act rich and pick up ladies?" "Not just the cars. Look at his coat, watch, and sunglasses. Did he steal those too?" Everyone started whispering. Adam Thomson looked like he wanted the floor to swallow him whole.

And Ladies and Gentlemen, this is when I admit that I am officially in love with Cyrus Issac. When I notice that we are still parked on the side of the road, I look back and see what I hoped to never see again. Two cars, black, and large coming behind us. "Jackson, start the car, they are still following us!" I yell at him and he swiftly starts the car and drives off to the road hitting the gas hard and driving it as fast as it could go while mumbling 'we're dead'.

Besides, as long as Jenny did what the man named Walter told her to do, she would receive enough money to go abroad and live a carefree life! Not long after that, several black cars pulled up one after another. Serenity saw a number of people come down from the cars, including Jackson. Jackson's face paled when he saw Serenity and the state of the car she was in. He instantly dashed towards her. "Stop! There are bombs around the car! They'll explode!" Serenity quickly shouted to stop Jackson from running over. Jackson stopped in his tracks, and so did the people behind him. Serenity let out a sigh of relief.

But I also am curious what he will do in such a case. I bet he will be frantic that anyone else. I hugged my mother, grandpa, and aunties goodbye. As for Matthew, I just nudged his shoulder and patted him as an act of goodwill. Jackson was the one driving the car with some of my family while the rest that didn’t fit went to another services. Was it Lamborghini? They have a lot of cars and vans, I don’t even know what brand they used. Did they buy from Jackson’s Company, though?

“I came to this shitty bar because I needed somewhere you couldn’t manipulate the lights, the walls, the fucking piano music to get me wet and stupid. Somewhere you can’t make me hard and interstate.” He turned sharply and stormed out. Jackson paid for things he bought too and followed behind like gravity owed him Liam’s steps. Outside, the street was mostly empty. Liam looked left and right. “No ride?” Jackson’s voice rolled like thunder wrapped in silk. “My driver’s gone,” Liam muttered. “Come. I’ve got one,” Jackson said, walking to the car and unlocking the passenger side. Liam hesitated, then slid in. Inside, silence thickened. The only sound was the car’s soft hum.

“Oh, not too many—haven’t hit a hundred yet. But once I’m up and about again, I’ll be back and have some fun with them.” “Jackson!” “Relax, bro. I’m just talking about my cars,” Jackson chuckled. “I’ve been in the UK for three years, and I haven’t taken any of them out for a spin. They must miss me.” Allen rolled his eyes. “Are you sure you’re alright? If you’re hurting, I’m here for you. We’re family…”

Walking outside, we get in the car. This feels weird and well, awkward. Please hurry up and get us there. My mind reminds me of the last time there were three of us in the car - me, Roxy and Jackson, and my mind replays what happened. Now there are three, but instead of Roxy, it is Liam, and it feels wrong.

She spoke with finality adjusting her pink cute small hand bag on her arm. “Eleanor, we are going to the game first then after we can go anywhere you want. Anything you want to do we will do.” Jackson tried to convince and we all stared at her waiting to see if she would agree or not. I had a feeling she would though. By the look on her face, she was about to say ‘NO’ but she smirked mischievously and said, “Okay. Let's go then boys.” Evelyn and I looked at each other then back at Eleanour before bursting out laughing. I watched as Jackson helped them into his car which Eric was staring at with amazement. It was a blue Dodge Challenger and it looked so polished almost like it was new.

he nods his head and walks toward the door as I pass her by I nod my head to her “See you soon young Luna. ” Smacking her lips she says “See you call me young Luna but looking at appearance I look way older than you!” Snickering Jackson shakes his head at his mate “Let it go, Sasha, stop interrogating our guest.” I walk past him and hop into his truck. Did I mention Jackson drives a dark blue F-150 LARIAT Ford?

Kenna was sitting next to me with a glass of wine and looked a bit nervous. Jane, being the troublemaker that she is, was going around his stuff in his living room and kitchen. Keddrick was somewhere outside and when I heard a car coming up on the driveway, I turned my head to see a red Ferrari driving to the parking lot. A fucking Ferrari? Damon was driving, Tris was sitting next to him and Moose his happy smile looked at us from between them, who sat on the small backseat.