Rwby Jack Novels & Stories

Jack said as he put his hands in his pockets and waited for them to come to a decision. Ryan felt like killing himself for being so helpless, he'd have never imagined that there would be a day when his dignity would be trampled by someone so badly. Jack was a psychopath, so it was of no use to get involved in a fight with him because he had already lost everything, so he was not afraid of dying.

“Amen.” "Alright you weirdos, Jack's here to pick me up," Draya told them, knocking them out of their fantasy. She wouldn't deny it though, it warmed her heart seeing her brother smiling a genuine smile. He looked so happy she was happy that he was happy if that even made sense. "Who's Jack?" DJ asked, getting on his feet and walking his daughter to the door. He opened it to find a nice-looking young man with untamed blond hair standing on his front porch.

when he heard her cries he growled annoyingly. He don't like when women cries and acts all delicate and innocent in front of him, he hates it. As soon as she wore her clothes she hurriedly left his bedroom. "Fucking weakling..." He mumbled after her... Jack was in the living room heading towards the dinning hall as it was almost breakfast time. Jack was a man in his late twenties with tall and build body, black eyes and hair, handsome but equally dangerous as Damian who likes to kill and torture people but with friendly and cool personality unlike Damian who always maintained strictness and discipline around him. He is Damian's right hand man, his friend and most trusted man. He saw the woma

They had pierced my skin. I wanted to scream, but I held back by biting my lower lip. I didn't want to see the satisfied smile etched on Jack's lips. "Why are you holding back? Are you feeling weak already?" Jack walked over to the assortment of sharp tools on the table. "Hasn't technology come a long way, Ruby? I can wrap that thing around you without touching it at all. This is a development that is both detrimental and beneficial to the werewolf nation." Jack turned around with a long silver dagger. "But unfortunately you won't be able to see the development for yourself. Because your life will end today."

snapped Diana fiercely. Roberto suddenly went limp and powerless, as the liquid felt its way into his body. "Aauuuuuunnnggggg...." Jack roared like a wolf. His body was hairy like that of an animal, but his body was still in human form. "Hah?" Diana sighed, when she saw her brother's appearance, having been hit by the liquid earlier.

I just want to breathe. I walk for blocks, trying to calm the storm of emotions swirling inside me, when I turn a corner and nearly crash straight into someone’s hard chest. “Whoa! Easy there, beautiful.” I step back and look up, my breath catching slightly. Jack. He’s leaning against the wall, wearing his signature black leather jacket and ripped jeans, hands stuffed casually in his pockets, that signature playful smirk playing on his lips. “Raven?” He tilts his head, his smile fading as he takes in my expression. “You okay? You look like you’re ready to commit murder or burst into tears, maybe both.”

he pleaded. “No. You don’t get to tell me what to do anymore—or ever again for that matter.” I felt Avery and Jack approach. They stood on either side of me. “Who are these people?” Jax asked, looking at Jack and Avery. “That’s none of your business,” I snapped. “I’m Alpha Jack of Silvermist Pack,” Jack said sternly. “You’re not welcome here.” Jax glared at him for a beat, then turned his eyes back to me. He was ignoring Jack, which only served to anger Jack more.

Jack's laughter sent chills down Ray's spine. "You're just a weak omega who is nobody," Jack sneered. "Brian deserves better." Ray gasped as Leon released his arm, and the area throbbed as the blood flow returned. Before he could even reach up to massage the bruised flesh, he was struck across the unbruised side of his face.

Weasel said. “You’ll get there, Weasel, once you stop fucking every sweet butt that grins at you,” Jake said. “You nearly broke all the sweet butts and now you’re preaching to me?” Weasel looked offended, and K-9 laughed from behind them. “Gloriana’s still complaining that Wrath barely gave her time to breathe,” K-9 said. “Fuck you both,” Jake said, and stood up. “I’ll check in.” Jake got on his bike, and lifted his hand to Rebel who was on gate duty for the day. He drove back to his house with a smile on his face, and parked the bike in his garage. The side door was unlocked and he closed it behind him.

Jack swung a leg over and let his knees remember childhood they’d never had. “Boss, watch the fruit,” Bruno warned as the market swallowed Jack and the white bob. “I always watch the fruit,” Jack said, and then a tower of mangoes decided to be tragic art at his front wheel. He bunny-hopped like embarrassment avoidance was mission-critical, skimmed a crate that smelled like summer, and took a spray of lychee to the face that made the world sticky and sweet. “Your cholesterol thanks you,” Wolfgang said dryly. Aki moved like she owned her skin. The Ninja coughed awake under her like it had opinions and she enjoyed making them wrong. Jack burst from the market into glare and river stink, the bik