Mark and Jack meet in a bar. They have a connection almost instantly and talk all night. Mark is very proud of his job as a police officer. But Jack on the other hand doesn't say anything about his job. Ofcourse you're not going to say that you're a criminal to a cop, that's just asking for trouble. A couple weeks later, one of Jacks robberies goes wrong and he gets caught. He's not afraid of going to jail, he just doesn't want to see Mark. But the first thing he hears, once he enters the room where he's going to be questioned is; "Jack? What in God's name are you doing here?!" ~Highest rank in Fanfiction: #313 - 28-1-2017~

Hope you guys enjoy this this is based upon some stuff I've gone through

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this book will just be some random stuff I come up with and if it's good I'll make it an actual book

Sean has escaped an abusive prison of a relation ship but now he is homeless and has no where to go. He finds a help wanted sign for a new club called 'paradise' that is owned by the goergous Mark.

"Jack, what word would you use to describe our relationship?" Jack paused, thinking about his misfortunate life prior to the happy accident of meeting Mark. A grin spread across his face as he found the perfect word. "Serendipity."