Convicts - Part 1
jack couldn't think of anything to add to the subject. "my name is jack." jack said suddenly. "drake," the dragon replied. "really?" jack asked, chuckling a little. "what? you asked." drake said.
Foxnapped
And jack was right about him... even if he wasn't being blackmailed, he would love to raise judy's kids, he couldn't get her pregnant either... every area that he failed, jack could fulfill with ease.
Winter Romance
Luna chuckled and replied, "only jack frost." jack's heart skipped a beat and from that point on, all he could think about was being mortal. "but luna, how will you know to find jack frost?" asked felicia.
Forgot Something
jack said. getting several pancakes and a few slices of bacon onto his plate, jack sat himself down at the table. taking the rest of what jack didn't get, jake followed suit. "so what do you need money for?"
The Last Night
Should jack call for help from his own people, and jack and aria go their separate ways, or should they stick together while aria calls for help from the ascendancy?
A Fathers Sacrifice
jack glared at the grinning ram when leland heard the little girl's comment, jack's cheeks flaring deep red in shame and embarrassment.
An Ex's Familiar Touch
Me too,” said jack. dante watched with his arms crossed as jack silently redressed himself in cozy pajamas and a tank top.
The Flames
#7 of transmission lost separated, jack and aria have to fight their way through gathered enemies to survive and find each other. but jack and aria are both exhausted, and death for one or both of them seems almost certain.
Love Of The Pack (Part Four)
Holding her close, jack began to carefully move his hips and after a few moments the repetitive stimulation aroused the raptor and jack felt the slit relax.
The Space Beneath
Those were jack's very words he'd used when voice-chatting with a friend from his laptop one evening. their discussion had transitioned to religion, and his friend wondered how jack was holding up with his mother. jack couldn't stammer a response.
The one you love
“so, how was the date last night, stud" jack asked. a smaller, lankier replica of his 42-year-old father, jack was a whole head shorter than his dad. jack sat cross-legged on his father's bed, waiting for his fur to dry after his shower.
Just Might Like It
jack blushed and huffed. "he just touched me a couple times, i never... i didn't..." jack uselessly stammered. "fight me off?" desmond smiled. jack grunted.