Novel & Cerita Fanfiction Jag

she demanded and he chuckled and stepped forward, it seems the Jaguar belongs to him " you have no right to treat a pregnant lady like a piece of shit "he said "you know nothing mister man, leave here before I burn you to ashes "she sniggered and he laugh darkly. " I will like to watch you try "he said and his Jaguar sneered furiously showing off his huge canines. " et lucpo xamidra fugara... "she was still chanting when he speedily grab her by the neck and slam her on a grave stone

That was normal on the streets, no one wanted to get their hands dirty for just anyone. Jag leaned forward, elbows on the table, eyes locked on mine with a predator’s calm. “You know why we are here?” I honestly didn’t. But the gun at my head and the tone in his voice told me it was going to get ugly. “Enlighten me,” I said. One of the other gang members shoved his shoulder into mine, hard. “Cut the bullshit.” Jag raised a hand, stopping him. Then he tilted his head. “You killed Viper.”

All I have to do is find my way back into his heart, and then that's it. I know Jace very well, and I know that he is not the type to keep quiet when someone is nagging at him, and Liana looks like the best candidate to nag at her man when he's doing something wrong. I know that their relationship is not going to last too long. All I have to do is work very hard to make sure that I spoil their relationship; that way I would be able to achieve what I want perfectly.

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.

“This sounds like something I want to hear about. C'mon, spill.” “Well, it could happen,” Julia said. “I told you that stuff in the astral plane can affect the real world sometimes.” “This was in the dream world, not the astral.” Julia shrugged, an ineffectual action over the phone. “Shit happens,” she said. “You have unusual talent, be careful with it. I'd imagine if you can create the marks on her body, you can also fix them in the dream and she won't have them when she wakes up.”

They both froze and exchanged glances, which made me curious. “We’ll tell you once Jordan and Janus are with us,” Jagger said. “Right now, just focus on yourself.” I just nodded and leaned on Jozer’s shoulder as he kissed the top of my head. I felt exhausted from everything that happened. But now, my curiosity about that mestiza woman just grew! Madison... her name suits her so well – such a bitchy villain! She’s the type that looks like an angel but has a rotten personality, like those antagonists in TV dramas. Ugh! Looks like I’ve been thrown into one big drama! I hate drama. And I still don’t understand why she hates me so much. We just met? I wondered what Jordan and Janus would do next…

I cannot build my life on the tears of my family. I am ready to take every blame and I was ready to leave everything too if that meant the happiness of every one of you and don’t you think who was the most lonely one? I know no one can compensate for anyone, but at least you both had each other. Have anyone ever thought about me? Moon Jagger – Vaughn. It’s not only a name tag for me. It’s a responsibility I have held for all my life. The most eligible bachelor, the most in demand BI as Sky said, the COO of Jagger Vaughn enterprises.

Jager growled, "of course she is, and she's ours.” We didn't get rejected by our second chance mate because of just anyone. Going in the direction they were coming from, this was the chance I needed and it even happened faster than I could come up with a plan to get her alone. “Don't mess this up for us.” Jager warned me. "I didn't plan to.” But as my eyes landed on her and her smell, now mixed with the Lycan King filled my nostrils, I lost it. ***** A groan escaped my lips as I pushed myself up from the ground. I could barely feel my body and Jager was doing his best to heal me even though it was slow due to how severe it was. Dylan offered his hand but I glared at him.

’ I asked her. ‘There’s something about him,’ Nia replied, her voice echoing in the depths of my mind. ‘An energy that speaks to our instincts. I’m drawn to him, Zara, whether you understand it or not. And I’m not mad at it!’ And I didn’t understand it because I believed that my lycan only responded to the energy of Asher Zapata, our mate and soon-to-be husband.