Lisa Jackson Cold Blooded Novels & Stories

Jackson said firmly, "we'll figure something else out but Frost, you can't just hide here forever, you need answers and I need answers too." His voice dropped lower, "I don't know how to say this, without making you feel bad" His eyes darted everywhere except my face. "But I don't think you're completely human. Your temperature is always cold-blooded and you move too fast too be human." Before I could respond, Jackson's phone rang and he looked at the screen, I could see him flinch. He moved to the other end of the room before he picked his call and I could hear his mother's voice even from that distance, while I occupied myself with the coffeemaker. A name Tammy kept popping up in the conve

a the Komondor, and Michelle Jackson carrying her three years old baby girl and most surprisingly, FBI agent, Jessica Strauss. The Komondor could notice fear in my eyes as soon as I saw the cop, but he calmed me down, assuring she’s a friend who is here to help. I told the FBI agent, Jessica Strauss, about my journey with the young girl inside the mirrors and how Mr. Hudson, and her FBI partner, Carlton were all linked to the murder of Christopher.M.Jackson a.k.a. the Black Jackson. She immediately turned her face away from me, not wanting to believe anything I said, for she was in love with her FBI partner, Carlton, and already engaged to him.

She reached her hand out and placed it on his chest and it started glowing red as Jackson started screaming. A red light shimmering light started coming out of Jackson as she was sucking the life out of him. All three of us fell to the ground whimpering in pain as she was sucking Jackson’s soul out of him. We heard the same noises all around the house and every place where one of our warriors were situated. When she was finished, Jackson’s lifeless body was just hanging there and Evan looked at him with a very satisfied look on his face. “Look at that. I killed the Blood Alpha.” He gloated. And the three of us shifted back involuntary. And there was one thing that was going through my head a

Bones cracked beneath my skin as the Lycan clawed to the surface, no longer restrained. “Alpha Xavier!” Karen shouted, grabbing my arm. But I was already shifting. Already gone. Because Silas had made one final mistake. He messed with my family. And tonight—I was going to end this. Once and for all. As I neared the circle, the scent hit me. Blood. I followed it, moving fast, not stopping to question. My instincts pulled me straight to the circle—and that’s when I saw him. Jackson. My boy was lying on the cold ground, blood soaking into the dirt around him, still and pale like life was leaving him. For a second, my heart stopped. But I didn’t fall apart. I didn’t scream or cry.

It was blood. " What's your name Kappa?" I asked her, and she greeted me. "Joleen Waters," she said, and I smiled at Joleen. "Have all the weapons been powered?" I asked, and she shook her head. "No, Luna we still have two thousand and eighty weapons that are not powered," she said, and I searched her eyes to see if I could trust her. She was a young Blood about my age. "Do you have moon friends?" I asked her a test quest Question, and she nodded awkwardly.

In the Eye of the Storm Lisa sat motionless in their bedroom, still wearing clothes stained with the blood of the men she'd killed, while Luna Rose nursed peacefully in her arms. The contrast was stark—her daughter's innocent contentment against her mother's thousand-yard stare, the gentle domesticity of feeding time overlaid with the scent of violence that still clung to Lisa's skin and hair.

Riley having some weird feeling about it made him a bit more conscious and the dread of her getting to know that he was one who abducted Lily was suffocating him. Lily was standing under the shower, letting the water take over her body completely, she watched her blood flow with the water down the drain. The sight burned a hole in her heart and she was exhausted, this time no thought of agony or questions conusmed her mind, her mind was only commanding her body to do tasks and no other thought resided in it for now.

Lisa curled into a fetal position, trying to protect herself, but the pain was relentless. After what seemed like an eternity, they stopped, leaving her bruised and bleeding. Lucas knelt beside her, his eyes cold and devoid of emotion. “You’re making this difficult for yourself, Lisa,” he said, his voice dangerously soft. “Just tell me what I want to know, and this will all be over.” Lisa looked up at him, her eyes filled with hatred. “I’d rather die.” Lucas chuckled, a low, menacing sound. “As you wish.” He stood up and gestured to his men. “Take her to the dungeon. She’ll have plenty of time to reconsider her choices.”

Stephen explained a bit. "Ohhh that's why everyone was tense when I first entered the office. And Max left the office when I had the finger cut". Callum exclaimed and Max nodded. "Yes. Among all of us, Max has the least tendency of blood tolerance. Because he still prefers Human blood unlike us. And mostly unlike me. Because I don’t feed on human blood. Like only once or twice. Otherwise I am happy to be a lion hunter". Stephen smiled. "So that wasn't the Red Cherry Wine you were drinking". Callum thought for a while and then his eyes were wide again. Stephen looked at him and laughed out loud.

"We work with allies like Maya and Rico and Lena. They know both worlds. Human and the other side. We can find middle ground if you let us." Rico moved closer, eyes sharp. "I heard stories about the old packs. But Coach Kane and Coach Elias taught us to solve things without fists. What if we hear you out instead of fighting?" Victor paused, surprise flickering across his face. "You have kids fighting your battles now? Pathetic." Lena spoke soft but clear. "Not fighting. Helping. My gift lets me sense the hurt in your voice. You lost pack mates. That stings. But revenge will not fix it."