Mark Jefferson Novels & Stories

I asked, growing increasingly more concerned. "We don't know what happened, but Chase found them. Agent Marks was found dead at the scene." "WHAT?!" I unknowingly shouted, altering Jessica and waking Maverick from his sleep. Maverick began to cry, and Jessica picked him up, holding him in a tight hug. She looked over at me, but I didn't miss the concerned expression on her face. I could tell that she knew that something was wrong, and was desperate to find out what had happened. I switched the phone over to speaker phone, knowing that Jessica desperately wanted to know what had happened. Thankfully, Maverick was too young to understand what was going on.

Kane stood in McLauren's office , the scent of aged whiskey and stale cigar smoke hanging heavy in the air. The old man gray-haired, fat, and always with a drink in hand poured himself another glass, his beady eyes fixed on Kane. "You're the face of this place, son," McLauren sighed, swirling the amber liquid before downing it in one gulp. "It's sad to see you go." Kane didn't flinch. He had never liked McLauren. The man was ruthless, a businessman first, a human second. But Kane respected him, if only because he had given him purpose when he had nothing.

Timothy bundled me into his arms, being very careful of my burn. "Ssh sweetheart, it's over." He soothed me and I drifted to sleep from exhaustion and pain. My body just couldn't let me stay away through the pain anymore and I passed out because of it. ** TIMOTHY Kate passed out in my arms and I picked her up, being very careful not to jostle her too much and hurt her even more. The B breeder mark has a massive X across it now to show that she was no longer a breeder and now all I had to do was give her my mark.

“Jeff’s company has recently invented a medicine that will help Noah. It's not on the market yet, but I can get you an advanced dose." "In addition, Jeff is friends with a prominent English doctor. This doctor is the premier brain surgeon in the world. His name is Marcus Mingledorff. Dr. Mingledorff is going to be here in New York for one week only, just three weeks from now. If I pull some strings, I can get him to see Noah."

"Because it resists being chewed." Jefferson didn't smile. He didn't even blink. He had eyes like a shark—grey, flat, and dead. He sat at my right hand. Armano stood behind my chair, his hand resting on the pommel of his sword. Every time Jefferson moved, Armano shifted his weight, a subtle, predatory dance. "The bread is... adequate," Jefferson said. "The men appreciate the calories. Morale is... difficult in the field." "I imagine it is," I said. "Especially when you're invading a sovereign nation under false pretenses."

I doubt the question. “Jefferson doesn’t have a family anymore, that’s all I know” Tito Jayson suddenly interjected. My eyes remained on Zyke. “He’s my father’s step brother. We haven’t had contact with him for a long time, I haven’t met him either but all I know is that he killed his real family because of money” Zyke explained. That was tragic. Just because of money a person can do a lot, even can kill. I turned to Sir Velasquez.

James suddenly spoke. After thinking carefully, he decided to confess his love to her right now. I don't know if you agree or not. but he wanted her to know, he really liked her. Not only was Edna surprised by James' confession. Mark also glanced at James in surprise. I saw both of them looking at me. James spoke again in the affirmative. "I'm telling the truth. I like you." Mark reacts first. He gave James a look of disdain and stood up and walked away from the place. Because James confessed unexpectedly, made his thoughts, was shocked by him, so he forgot to say thank you to Edna.

The very first thing I decided to do after being reborn was to reject the Marking Ceremony—the same ceremony that had already been delayed thirty-two times. In my past life, when Ethan tried to postpone our union for the thirty-second time, I finally snapped. I acted like a raving lunatic. I threatening him with the sacred laws of the Moon Goddess, even threatening to take my own life if he walked away.

But I felt the seat beside me shift, and when I reluctantly turned, there he was, sitting close. "What, again? Can't you see I'm busy?" I snapped, my anger seeping through, though his smile remained unchanged. "By the way, I didn't introduce myself when you accidentally spilled your drink on me. I'm Drake. Mind telling me why you keep coming here, drowning your sorrows in alcohol?" His question fueled my anger. I looked away, hoping my silence would make him leave. "Hello," he persisted, but I kept drinking, deliberately avoiding eye contact.

Kimberly turned to see the man he met earlier when she came late ad wished them good luck. "Thanks." She appreciated. "I can't believe you got the job." The man groaned before stretching out his hand to Kimberly. "Nice meeting you. I'm Mr Ben, the managing director here. I'm still single." He winked and licked his lower lip. "I'm Secretary Kimberly. Secretary Kim for short. I'm engaged and will be getting married in a few weeks time." Kimberly showed off her engagement ring in front of Mr Ben. "Don't try to flirt with me. You're old enough to birth me." Kimberly gave him one last look before packing the files and head to the lion's den.