Novels by Christina Jackson

IVY"Meet me downstairs this evening, the maids will have you dressed up. We will be going out."Those were the words of Alejandro at breakfast before he left me. I let out a deep sigh of relief after he left the table. It hasn't been easy having his presence around. I couldn't tell if he bought my lie or not but he didn't push the question and continued to eat in silence.Why did he ask to eat together? What was going on in his head? I couldn't help but wonder but the fear I had for him wouldn't let me look at him. Evening came faster than normal and the maids came as told with some clothes. They made me take my bath and got me all cleaned up although I told them I could do it myself. It made me wonder if this was how all rich people lived. If they barely did anything themselves.Now I was seated in front of my vanity mirror as they did my makeup. "Where could he be taking me? What could he have in mind?" I thought to myself. The thought only made me mortified. Was he going to kil

IVYI opened my eyes to see myself at the edge of the bed, close to falling off the bed. I’ve been sleeping the whole day because I barely slept last night. I looked at the alarm clock on my nightstand to realize it was close to midnight. Feeling a little hot although the air conditioner was on, I left the bed to take a quick shower. I came out of the bathroom with a towel firmly wrapped around my chest to see Alejandro in my room.My eyes widened in surprise as I wasn’t expecting him in my room. What was I expecting anyway? This is his mansion and he can go to any room in wants.I quickly used my arms to cover myself although I was doing the job poorly. He was staring at me and he wasn’t hiding it. There was something about his presence that incited fear and danger inside of me.But I expected that to happen not after the first time I met him, he killed people like they were animals in front of me yet I saved him when he was on the verge of dying. I grappled with conflicting emoti

THIRD PERSON POVAs the sun dipped below the horizon, casting an amber glow over the clearing, the sound of thundering rooters grew louder. The helicopter, a sleek black beast with gleaming silver blades, sliced through the air creating a whirlwind of dust and leaves below. Written on the helicopter was the name “Silver.” Indicating that it was theirs. The helicopter landed on the vast empty field behind the Silvers mansion, Paul Silver waited at a distance.Mr and Mrs silver came out of the mansion and headed towards the field to welcome their daughter, the real Iris Silver. Iris Silver stepped out of the helicopter with a dark-haired man by herself, holding her hand and guiding her step. The man was about six feet four tall with big muscles and a beard. On his arms were tattoos. Iris Silver was dressed in a yellow sun dress that was perfect to cover the condition that she was in with her hair packed in a loose bun.“Uncle Paul,” Iris said when she came to stand in front of her

ALEJANDRO“I want every detail about Salmon brought before me as soon as possible and I don’t care how you do it but I need it. I will make it pay!” I stated firmly to my men all gathered in our meeting room.“They will pay for whatever they did and this injury on my arms is witness to what I will do to them.” “I was able to find their hideout but there’s something more shocking,” Enzo said, piquing my curiosity.“What is it?” I questioned. “Salmon seems to be working with some of our ex-client and that’s not all. He has some business with Black and Black works with the Silvers,” he revealed. “What?” I was surprised to hear that.“I don’t know if the Silvers know of Black's involvement with Salmon because they haven’t been in touch with him and they seem to be working with someone else judging from what I have discovered,” he explained. I bit my inner cheek. The story doesn’t add up though. Salmon had a business with black and black had business with the Silvers which means the S

ALEJANDROI struggled to get out of the choking phase that I was in but was unable to as someone held me, leaving me inside the water as I struggled to breathe.I tried to swim, to move my body, to bring her face to the surface so I could breathe but I was unable to. He was far stronger than I am but that was expected for an eleven-year-old boy. I have never been so scared of water. I couldn't open my mouth to scream or I might end up swallowing some water, getting choked by it, and end up passing out. I couldn’t breathe. Could this be the end? I was slowly losing consciousness. My heart was hammering in my chest as fear gripped me of the sad reality that was about to kick in.Slowly my eyes blurred. I didn’t want to die. I was only eleven and I didn’t deserve to die.“Someone… save me..” those were my last words before I succumbed to darkness. I woke up panting in fear with sweats on my forehead. I heaved a sigh of relief when I realized that it was just the usual nightmare I usu

IVY“What do you mean by you want to help him? What do you think this is?” The man questioned, a scowl masked on his face.“I… I can help him,” I said to him once again, my eyes fixated on Alejandro’s bleeding arms. “He will die if something isn’t done to his arms and I don’t know how long it will take for help to come,” I added, boldly looking into the eyes of the man who was holding Alejandro.“If you make any mistake or do anything stupid, I promise that I will kill you myself so now I need you to tell me if you are certain that you can do something to stop the bleeding?” He questioned sternly.I gulped the lump in my throat before answering, “I can.” He stared at me for some seconds as if contemplating if he should give me the chance or not. “Alright, follow me.” He said before placing Alejandro on the couch for me to attend to him.Judging from the look of the injury, it was evident he got shot. “Do you have any medical equipment? Like anything I can use?” “Enzo!” The man ca