The House That Jack Built Novels & Stories

Jake purrs and I blush. "I'll go sleep for a while, I've got a date to catch," I say, getting up and going to the kitchen. I grab a glass and fill it with water so I can drink. "I was thinking," Jack says suddenly and I jump, before holding on to my chest. "You scared me," I exclaim breathlessly. He grins, and I give him a hard look, but nod so he'd continue while I drink my water. "I'm sorry. I wanted you to know. I bought the house."

An intimidating, angular modern masterpiece with a fountain smack in the middle of the drive? What greeted me met none of my expectations. My eyes roved over the tall, ornate Victorian house before me, and I found myself immediately charmed. With its pale blue, shingled siding and white gingerbread woodwork, the house was every little girl’s dream come true. Lucas Elliott, mogul of business, family tyrant, lived in a dollhouse. The thought distracted me just enough to get me out of the car. Gripping my purse tight, I stood frozen to the cobblestone walk. Somewhere in that big, pretty house, was Jack. What would I say to him when he opened that door?

Jenny was trying to sleep but sleep was far away from her eyes, she was thinking about her childhood which she spent in this house. Her grandparents loved her very much. They built this beautiful house just for her and decorated it like a fairytale's house. A small beautiful house surrounded by a huge field filled with lush green grass and high trees. There were lots of beautiful colorful flowers in front of the house and many colorful climbing flower vines that covered the entire house, which further enhanced the beauty of the house and which used to give this house a look like the Hobbit's houses of the Lord of the ring's movies, which is why Jenny started calling it Tiny House.

Jack rider had kidnapped me, much to both my happiness and annoyace seeing my mother collapse heartbroken and crying non-stop she didn't know he was my mate and that finally he was the only solution in getting me away from my greedy father. I knew deep down I had save my father's life much to my displeasure,I wished he died but then again I wished he didn't all because of my mum. The surroundings of very large white mansion confused me. Where am I? And most importantly who owns this beautiful house. The house was magnificent, surrounded by a large forest and a beautiful pool in the center. "We have arrived." Jack said parking right in front of the large castle-like house and in an instant op

Alex's POV We walked out the front door and out to watch as our families were hard at work, building back from the remains of La Bruja's damages, and building our new home bigger and sturdier. Nicki and Jade were working with my Beta to build a library due east of the center of town, Jacke made a note that 'Preserving the knowledge and history of the past, helps us to build a better and brighter future' before we continued onward towards the front of the town. They built a large gate for people to come in and out of, with a walkway and a driveway for trucks and cars, and as we passed by many of my packmates waved hello.

Since my mom and I always spent most of our days in the store, she created a space where we do all our cooking. We drove for two minutes, no one wanted to initiate the conversation. Mr. Jack asked "where is your house? let me drop you. After today I don't want to ever see you again." Hearing this I was happy, finally, I will be free from his terror. Mr. Jack brags a lot, but at the same time, he always keeps to his promise. His only problem is against women, he can't do without tipping them off with aphrodisiacs before having pleasure with them. He loves to play the victim role.

Xyla laughs at Tabitha's statement, he likes this one she is pretty, cute and funny. "Come on guys the house is up back" Jason says trying to wash out the scene that just played before him, he watches Jake interlock fingers with nadir walking up towards the main house, "You crazy bitch!!!!" Tabitha retorts in getting to the main house, the huge iron wrought bars opens on their arrival, they all walk in through, Tabitha totally astonished at the size of the.house could not cover up her surprise as she stares jaw dropping at the building , of course she has read books, what he's movies and seen artworks about packs of wolves and their houses but this is a lot more than she ever imagined,

The line on the other end dropped; Jack looked at his phone; his mobile lost signal, " dammit, this network." Jack placed his phone on charge and walked to the shower. As he removed his t-shirt, he heard a door opening from downstairs, and the neighbor's dogs started to bark; Jack walked over to his room window, looking down; the spotlight of his house was on, and he switched off his room light, and put on his leather Jacket, removing his gun from his bag. He quietly walked over to the room door and opened it; the house was quiet; you could hear a pin drop on the wooden floor; Jack then heard what sounded like footsteps on the staircase; the sound was that of a heavyweight being applied to o

He sure didn't mind their cats in here; they kept the mice at bay and out of his house. After feeding the first of his animals, Jack needed a drink, so he headed to the handpump and pail outside. This time he knew he had seen something out of the corner of his eye, and it was no cat! Trying to move inconspicuously and act as if he had not been startled, he fiddled around with some items on a shelf as he heading to the pump. He started humming to himself as he went. Reaching for the pail and dipper, he filled it just over half full. The rain was still coming down at times, but not enough to blur his vision.

A lot of the houses here did that despite having garages. Jack Tinsel's House was a simple, modern,two storey. Trimmed hedges, manicured lawn, motion sensored porch lights and a remote powered garage. Rich, but restrained. A second storey window was left softly open. It was all I needed. My muscles rippled beneath my skin as I cleared the distance from ground to window sill in one jump. I pushed the window open a little farther and landed silently on my feet in an empty bedroom. Jack's. I could hear the shower running and his voice coming through humming a song.