Jacqui Walking Dead Novels & Stories

Avery gave her a death stare "I never wanted to be on your white list, or any useless list you have. I'm not scared of you maniac, if anything, you should be scared of me" Jacqueline walked closer to Avery in an intimidating way. "You don't know what I'm capable of" Jacqueline finally spat out those coldly before walking away. No matter how hard Avery tried to hide it, I could sense she got scared of Jacqueline "Don't go too far doll, you've got other tests to do" I spoke loudly to her hearing

Naomi Scoffed before corking the gun again," don't you think you are a more bigger wench than I am Jacqueline velazquez?it is only a wench who would use another person's life as bait just to get whatever they want but like I said I won't let you get away with this" " You are going to stand there and let this tramp talk to me as she wishes?" Jacqueline snapped angrily as she glared at her two sons but none of them was ready to even talk to her. They were only here to keep Naomi safe and nothing more, whatever she wanted to do, she was free. " I suggest you say your last prayers now ma'am and get ready for your torment in hell". Before anyone could say Jack , three loud gunshots were heard and

Jack followed her to the couch where she made herself comfortable. "Would you like a drink?" he was already walking to the bar as he asked. "of course." "What would you like?" "I'll take what you're having." Jack chuckled. "Are you sure about that?" "I can handle my liquor." Jack poured them both a glass of whiskey and headed back to the couch.

A Thousand years after Derek received the prophecy that Lucia was the one to kill him, finally Lucia was born. Lucia was already 22 years and was already a graduate but had no male or other female friends except from Daniella. She grew up in a peaceful, loving family, and she has grown up to be a good girl aside from fighting those who wants to harm her. Some even compared her to an untainted snow, well and pure, but some mocked her, calling her little Monster.

"Ned, thank God! This is Jackie Walker at Lake Miranda Lodge. One of our survival school students went AWOL in the storm, and Scott went out after him. The thing is, the guy wandered back, but Scott's still out there. We can't get ahold of him on the sat-com, and I'm frantic. Can you send someone out to look for him?" There was a pause on the other end. Then, "Jackie, I can't send anyone out in the middle of a blizzard. Now I'm looking at the radar, and it looks like this might all be past us in another couple of hours, but I'm sure you understand, I can't risk the lives of my team in the middle of a storm like this." Jackie felt as though she'd been gut-punched. She fought to breath

I struggled even to say it. The reaction in Jonathan’s eyes was instant. The swirls of amber filled his brown eyes as Jaci rightfully took control. After all, I am talking about possibly his wolf mate dying while I was in my coma. When I thought I was dead and considered all the options of what happened, it broke my heart. So I can only begin to imagine what Jaci is feeling. “She can’t be gone. I’d feel it. I would know it if she was gone.” Jaci spoke firmly, but his voice wavered just enough at the end.

For a heartbeat, the pane held four Queens—past, present, the one she’d be under a full moon, the one that remembered before cities. She seemed to like the math as she turned to her pack, which was growing, and this was good. As the large pack of ten thousand strong werewolves filled the quay. Jake cut into a service lane feeding into the plaza. It smelt of Oil and was damp from the rain that began to fall. A wolf guarded the exit to the quay. Jake picked up a glass Pepsi Max bottle and threw it to the opposite side of the opening. It smashed. The head of the werewolf twitched and looked that way.

"I'm okay. I found out that Dad's not dead yet. I've been trying to save him." "How is he doing? Is he safe now?" Anxiety seeped into her voice. Had Avery not known the truth, he wouldn't have told her this. It was a bait to lure her out of the den. Jacqueline was one scary woman. Unlike her young age, she possessed an ambition and daringness that far exceeded that of ordinary people. Killing her would be too light of a punishment for her. Avery replied as Olivia had told him to beforehand. Jacqueline requested to meet David right away.

Now back in the cabin, Racheal, Jared, Justin, Jake, Jackson, Xavier, Everett, Caroline, Jessica and Orchid, were all seated in the living room, discussing on their next line of action. Orchid had of course, cried, and hugged Racheal really tightly on setting eyes on her. Jessica was happy that Racheal and Justin had settled, and wouldn’t stop flaunting that fact that she’s not interested in Justin one beat, but only interested in one man, Jake Blackwood. Caroline was happy that she had returned. And Jared, wouldn’t stop giving her the, ‘I know what you did last night’ look. "With Everett blood, we could weaken the Alpha, and according with what you are saying. Just a little bit of Everett’s

Snapping back to the present, she said, “Werecat? Like werewolves? That can’t be real.” At the mention of werewolves, both Laura and Luke flinched, visibly disgusted. “We are nothing like those hounds,” Luke said, his voice smooth, the sound vibrating in Jackie’s bones. “We can control ourselves. And, not to mention, we smell much better.” A laugh broke free from Jackie’s lips, sharp and disbelieving, bordering on manic. ‘I’ve lost it. All of this can’t be real. These people are crazy! I need to get out of here. I need to find Drea.’