Nights Jackle Novels & Stories

I flip the lamp switch on and I glimpse at the alarm clock, “This can't be. What is the probability that this is also a coincidence?” It's 2:00 AM again. I woke up at exactly 2:00 AM the previous night after having a nightmare about the old lady, and today I woke up at the exact time as yesterday after having a nightmare about the same old.

“Hello ladies how are you tonight? Jake announced over their chatter. The four ladies looked at Jake and went on talking to each other. Jake was not used to being ignored and didn’t have the luxury of ordering them to listen to him. Jake went to the bar he had to find out how this worked. He had battled giants and won many hearts but these creatures were completely different. Jake looked to the couples in the room and decided to take a closer look at how he could win this. As the hours went by, Jake doubted he would ever get anywhere. He walked over to an empty table, put his beer down and just listened to the music. The beat changed from slow to a strange mixture of Heavy Metal and Hip-Hop.

He manages to make me push and suddenly, I could hear the sounds of cries. "Oh my gosh! That's my baby I have finally given birth. I seem so weak and all of a sudden, I slept off. Nickel's POV Fortunately for us, we were able to track down the man He is somewhere around Net-waves centers. Gosh, this man is so tough No one can ever think of looking for a kidnapped person around Net waves centers. Its either in the desert area or lylian garden. It's really surprising. Suddenly, a message popped in on my phone again

I grunted, pushing myself up from my chair and striding toward the door of my study. “Shouldn’t you be having another wild honeymoon with your gorgeous new wife somewhere far away from these old men?” Jake teased playfully from behind me as we walked out into the long, echoing hallway. The casual mention of Jackla made my chest tighten with an unexpected, heavy thud. “I am pretty sure absolutely none of us got a good night’s sleep in the villa,” Jake chuckled, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. “It was a beautiful, loud melody that none of us could escape all through the night. You know how sharp our werewolf hearing is when it comes to those kinds of sounds. It was pure torture for the re

Anthony and Paulo would soon take advantage of the situation. Amanda started trying to sabotage Sarah's things and soon her childish jealousy was becoming ridiculous. At the weekend there would be a trance party at Camille's property, another rich digital influencer who studied fashion and hung out with Amanda, not exactly a close friend, but having fun at her expense. Everyone made nasty comments about this situation... Every time she wore clothes that attracted attention trying to compete with Sarah. The long-awaited Friday arrived, as usually the parties given by Camille Mendes were announced on Friday and held from Sunday to Monday.

And they prohibited most of the abilities that make me a demon from usage. I nickname the man Jerk, although my clairvoyance told me he is a regular human nicknamed Jackal. I don’t know what business he has with Scarlet, but she is allowing him to flip up her skirt under the covered table, which I can see from the table behind. His left-hand glides down her skirt and feels her bare bottom. She is wearing a lacy thong that matches her bra and while seeing the lace gives me a reaction; I am jealous that someone else, instead of me, has his dirty fingers touching her intimate parts.

The Next Night – The First Part of Their Plan Jasmine pressed fingers onto the smoothly waxed wood of a booth in a dark saloon, her eyes blankly drifting off into space. Whiskey and cigar smell hung in the air and jazz seeped from some ancient speaker far across in the corner. Jayla and Jade sat observing her from behind across where she was sitting, nervously protected. They waited. Then Jack showed up. He was wearing a black leather jacket, smile smeared across his face, still cutting. Jack eased in next to Jasmine and glanced at her sisters before he reclaimed his seat in his chair.

I moan loud, echoing off the tiles. He groans my name when he comes. We dry off, wrap in towels, cuddle on the couch watching an old movie. But my phone buzzes. Another message. Unknown number. This time it’s a voice note. I play it with shaking hands. A woman’s voice. Distorted, but cold. “You think you’re safe now? Cute. Pay fifty thousand by Friday, or the next video goes to every news site. And it’s not just kissing this time. The bedroom ones. All of them.”

“One lab in Macau, one in Surabaya. Both shell fronts. Both move through that casino.” Jack studied the vial. The word on its label felt like a dare: SUPERNATURAL. He looked up. “We cut the head. We burn the nest.” Gale held his gaze. “You’ll get no applause for this.” “Good,” Jack said. “Applause gets people killed.” She almost smiled. Almost. “I’ll get you the travel orders.” As she turned to leave, Jack added one more line to the page, circling it twice: Michelle — alive? The circle tightened like a snare.

It cracks against the drywall, splintering the frame, and then slumps to the ground. Lucas moves so fast I can’t tell what he’s doing until a sickening crack of bones rings out, twisting the creature’s head around. As soon as he drops it, the thing explodes into rats, all dead expect one. “Wait,” I yell as Lucas goes to stomp on it. The thing writhes around on the ground, trying to get off its back. “It might go back to—I don’t know—a home base or something.” Lucas nods. “A pied piper, so to speak.”