Jackson Underworld Novels & Stories

Jacob answered, half smirking at his brother. He was the rascal. As playful and easygoing as he was, he was also the devil that all the little and big mobsters in London feared most. He ran the Michaelsons’ underground and illegal business. Making him upset was like offending the devil. He didn’t forgive nor did he forget! “Let’s talk about the meeting we are going to now, all right?” Jackson answered. He had shifted into billionaire mood. At this particular meeting, he needed the fireball—who was also his twin brother—to hide his usual ways and behave.

Jackson said in a low, calm voice. But she could sense something in him that was anything but calm. She took a step back, remembering how he had looked when he had come back in. The air around her sizzled with danger like she was caged in with a dangerous animal. And she was. Jackson was a cult leader who brainwashed young girls, and he was a killer. Jackson looked away from her. His fists clenched briefly before he walked back to a door next to the bathroom. When he opened it, she realised it was a walk-in closet that was much bigger than the one in her room.

He had a dream, to be a topper so that he would be accepted in the best companies in the Country. And it was almost about to end a year ago only if he had not met Lucas. Lucas David. He was the King of Underworld, the undisputed Ruler of Mafia kingdom. Every single child knew him. Every boy feared of him. He was a nightmare for all. He was often seen on the roads of the city, moving in his Mercedes. He was ruthless, heartless, and cold. He had nothing to be used as his weakness. He had none. But he was honest. He was not a liar. He wasn’t a cheater. He was a fair man. It was kind of interesting incident for him to meet Liam around a year back.

He needed to drown the rejection in something stronger than water. *********** The Underworld was the elite clubhouse for the rich and powerful wolves of Brentwood. Here, the air was filled with the smell of fancy cigars, old whiskey, and strong cologne from Alphas. Jackson pushed through the glass doors, his face a show of cold frustration. He headed straight for the bar, but he was blocked before he could even order. "Jackson! My man!" Jackson looked up to see Dave Miller. Dave was already leaning against the bar, a glass of dark liquid in his hand. He looked drunk, his eyes glassy and his smirk wider than usual.

Charlie promised and I released another sigh and moved the phone away from my ear. Jack walked out of the bathroom with a small towel on his head. "What's wrong?" He questioned, his hands opened to me and I melted in them. "It's my family. They can't make it today." I muttered, tightened my hands around him. "Why?" He asked and I raised my head to look at him. "Charlie said there are some criminals running around town and all the roads have been blocked," I sighed and moved away from him. He pulled me back into his arms and ran his hands through my hair. "Don't worry, I'm sure they will make it tomorrow." He reassured me and placed a kiss on my forehead.

“Jackson would have been the worst person you would have met on earth if he was alive today. There is no felony that he hadn't entered into, including drug deals, illegal arms trade, women trafficking and money laundering. I killed him and saved the society from a criminal.” Renee ended with tears. “I see.” Nikolas thought vigilantly for a moment and then looked back at Renee. “Are you ready to say this in court?”

She giggled and went straight to her office. Stacy and Jason left to meet up with Xavier. On getting there, Jason parked his car Infront of a building besides the bay beach. "Stay here, I'm coming back in a few minutes" Stacy nodded while he walked into a route. Jason stood Infront of a rickety door with broken bottles around it. He breathed out and choose his steps carefully to avoid being bruised. Opening the door, all eyes landed on him. The view of where he walked in oozed with sinisterness. It has a dark atmosphere, some men who leaned on the wall, peeled themselves off, gritting their teeth. The bartender wasn't the normal bartender. He looked huge with a snake tattoo and rings piercin

She turned and hugged Bandit. “Thank you for taking me in,” she said. “Gotta thank Jake for that, Mel. He was with your brother up in New York, and now he’s taking you in,” Bandit said. Melanie said her goodbyes and Jake lifted his hand at the gate when he drove away from the clubhouse. She didn’t seem overly concerned about The Night Stalkers. Jake had done his research too. They were notorious for being involved in the flesh trade, selling pussy and pushing drugs on their streets. It would be too easy for a spy to infiltrate the Road Warriors and Jake’s house was the safest place for her to be.

I get there and see Hayden's on the counter passed out drunk. Today is Dylan's off day so i can't ask him to help me.Just my luck Dang it.How am i going to get this hunk of a man on my motorbike?. Since clearly i need help so i called Kayla back. "Kay,i'm with Hayden.Can you call Jack and come to the underground.You can't come alone alright." "Okay wait a second,we'll be there in 10 minutes"She said with some clacking noises in the background. After ten minutes with a drunk Hayden who's passed out and might i add,is on my arm.Does he not know how heavy he is.My arm feels like it's about to fall off.

She had to take her revenge before leaving the city. Edric went to look for Director Lewis and got him to release Loraine's partner, Jackson, from jail. After his release, he returned to Cat Alley. Although back then he had been an infamous gangster there, his glory days had long passed. Most of the gangsters he used to hang out with were no longer in Cat Alley. The gangsters that hung around there now were no longer the people he was familiar with. Jackson's return did not draw much attention from anyone. All he had with him was a simple bag of luggage. As he drew up the gate of his house, he saw that it had been overrun by grass and looked shabby.