Novel & Cerita Fanart Jax

Victoria Harrington's Point Of View. I blinked, still dazed. “Jax… you want to come to the gala?” “Not just come,” Jax continued, eyes locked on mine. “I’ll decide exactly which dress you wear. Something slutty enough to make it very clear who you really belong to now.” His thumb traced my lower lip. “And under that dress? No bra. Just a vibrator buried deep in that married pussy. I’ll control it all night. The remote stays in my pocket.”

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With that I leave him with his erection at full force, mainly just to wind his ass up and make him wait until tonight and stand up and walk towards his desk to get my laptop so I can continue my work. It's already 4 o'clock and Jax went to get our little man from nursery but he probably ended up taking him to go and see Mama and Gramps which isn't a bad idea because it gives me 5 to just send of a few emails in peace and to respond to the requests about tomorrow. • Decorations • food • guests • the bar Everything is near enough as damnit in set until I find an email from the only arrogant jerk there is. Alpha Dylan Langley. I mind link Jaxon to see what he think about this email.

I say. Hanna has been my best friend since we were 8. Our parents used to joke that we were so joint at the hip, they were sure that not even our mates could separate us. Even though we are besties, we are very different. Hanna is a few inches shorter than my 5.8 feet. She had brown curly hair, olive tan skin and the most beautiful hazel eyes you have seen. Hanna is also what you would call a genius with a degree in mechanical engineering and some intense hacking skills, Hanna is the type of girl that would fix up your 1968 Ford Mustang and then transfer it to her name. Not a joke, she did that once. In Hanna’s defence, he didn’t want to pay her for fixing the car up. She is currently trying

Except for the caretaker. His name was Jax Calder. Twenty-six years old, tall and powerfully built, with sun-bronzed skin, messy dark hair, and a thick beard that gave him a wild, untamed look. His white linen shirt hung open, revealing a sculpted chest covered in faint scars and tattoos. Barefoot in faded cargo shorts, he moved with the easy confidence of someone who belonged to the island.

Water dripped from his hair as he stalked closer to Elias, who was still rinsing shampoo from his dark strands. “Nice mark you got there, princess,” Jax drawled, voice low and dripping with mockery. “What is that? Some kind of fairy tattoo? Or did Mommy and Daddy get you a little gay pride stamp on your ass?” Elias stiffened under the water. He turned slowly, eyes narrowing as he met Jax’s gaze. Water streamed down his lean, toned body—elegant muscle from years of precise control, not the bulk of a hockey player. “Excuse me?”

She never did change. She placed one of the bunnies in his arms and cotton candy in his hand then she began walking to the Ferris wheel. Shawn looked at the bunny in his arm as he followed her. It was green in color. Smiling, he increased his steps and ate off the cotton candy. A sweet sensation rushed through him and as much as he tried to convince himself that it was the candy's doing, he knew that what gladdened him was the fact that Jade never forgot his favorite color.

the young Alpha pleaded. “Say I love you too back, Joy and get your pansy drama over with. You still got rascals to fight and deal with, and don’t make me complain to mom that the perfect sextuplet was getting “it” on with her mate in the war zone,” Jax teased and threatened. “If you want my forgiveness, Lex then kill him,” Joy said while pointing at Jax and then glared at her punk of a brother for sporting two brazenly noticeable middle fingers at her.

Тургенев, Рудин. КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путеш ествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

"Your secret's safe with me. Besides, let's be honest—our future alpha, you ex, is a talented asshole, but still an asshole." A surprised laugh burst out of me. "You know what? You're entertaining. We can be friends." "Well, I don't know," he said, flashing a perfect smile. "If I manage to stay alive. Because Alpha Jaxon looks like he could kill me." I followed his gaze. Jaxon stood beside Jane at the bar—but he wasn't looking at her. Not even once. Jane was drinking, swaying to the music, oblivious.