Jock Locked High Novels & Stories

Steven knocked the man on the right down with a swift kick then grabbed up his rifle. Jimmy sprang across the desk for Jack's throat, toppling him down on the ground. Jack fought against his grip. Jimmy squeezed him with inhuman strength. Jack could feel the tightness in his lungs as he tried to draw breath. He gritted his teeth. He liked to play fair with his brother, but the drug had made him stronger. The heat from his hands grew as he gripped Jimmy's upper arms. Jimmy still held on as the skin bubbled and turned black beneath Jack's finger.

The man placed his hand on the Joker's shoulder and squeezed it, "My girlfriend causing you some trouble?" The joker just stared at the tall, dark-haired man in a bomber jacket. The two men were of the same height, the darker-haired one was a few inches taller than the Joker. He wore a black leather jacket over a black t-shirt and ripped blue jeans. His face was painted in a skull. He grinned at the Joker. "She's a handful when she's drunk, sorry if she put her hands on you by mistake."

From behind, the way his shoulders rose with every breath and the way his muscles bulged, told me how he was desperately trying to maintain a grip over his temper. “Your highness, I-I… I didn’t mean to…” Husky was shaking so badly I could barely make out the words. “I didn’t know…” What happened next was unlike anything I’d witnessed before. Derek let go of Husky’s neck and without a single moment’s hesitation, dug his claws into Husky’s chest. I could practically hear the sound of flesh breaking as Derek pulled out Husky’s bloody, still beating, heart. My knees weakened and I found myself falling to the ground. I never imagined – even for once in my life – that I would ever see someone lite

I was a child again, feeling his dirty hands on me, groping at my clothes while forcing my legs apart. The image shifted and I was driving a knife into his body over and over and over again I woke up gasping for breath, it’s really crazy how These nightmares started again a month ago, so I’ve been drowning myself in wine and men, it helps for the most part, but it is crazy. First thing I noticed after jerking awake was the killer headache I was sporting, second thing I noticed, was that there was a stranger in my bed. I stared long and hard at his face…. what was his name again? Jake? …..Zeke? Ugh dang it!

“Let’s get you some water.” --- By the time I got home, I was mostly sober, but my head still buzzed from the night. I slipped inside quietly, not wanting to wake anyone, but I froze when I saw Jake sitting in the kitchen. He was nursing a bottle of whiskey, his shirt unbuttoned and his hair disheveled. His dark eyes locked onto mine as I entered, and a smirk curved his lips. “So,” he drawled, his voice dangerously low. “You’ve been with him again.”

I kept my voice low, but my heart was pounding. Sarah’s grin spread. "That’s my girl. Sabotage his big meeting, leak some secret files, make him sweat." Secret files? Wait, didn’t Ethan have some weird document for Jace that looked important? Damn, what if… Before I could think it through, Miles voice snapped me back to reality. "Alright sons and daughters of mother parker, let the game begin." He pulled open a champagne, as his friends cheered. "We should play thirty minutes in the closet." A pink haired girl seated on Jace lap yelled. Why was she even on his laps, her arms trailing down his chest, I never got to do that. Wait... seriously?

He was practically vibrating with the intoxicating, absolute joy of the Pink High. "It's loud," Marcus rumbled, his deep voice carrying its usual, protective warmth, completely betraying the agonizing tightness in his chest. Jack laughed—a bright, breathless sound that scattered a fresh flurry of pink petals across the white glass floor. "It's a Coronation, Marcus! It's supposed to be loud," Jack teased, spinning around so the floral mantle flared out beautifully. He stopped, his blue eyes softening as he looked at the massive, immovable boxer standing by the window.

Jack looked up from his laptop as Jake came barging into his study. "Jake" he said in a calm tone. Jake slapped his hands down on the table in front of him. "Well, that was epic, man!" "What are you talking about, Jake?" "You know exactly what I'm talking about, man. Coming to the club without anyone knowing before hand, then having a public session? That was DOPE!" Jack rolled his eyes. Jake was really hard to stop when he was on a roll.