Handsome.jack X Rhys Novels & Stories

I was still in deep thoughts when I heard a male voice. "Hello , I am Jake" he said stretching forth his hand for a handshake. I realised he is the stranger I was admiring earlier. I noticed he was even more handsome than what I saw earlier, he was about 6 feet tall, well built and his six packs stuck out from his shirt. I also discovered he had the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen, short spiky hair which made him look more handsome and his voice sounded like that of an Angel. Well, I haven't seen any Angel in reality but I have seen them in movies.

He shaved it almost to the point of extinction but it was making his jaw and eye stand out even under the dimmed lighting of the club. "Well then, I'm Bill," said the guy with the bluest eyes I've ever seen. "And behind you is Rhys. So, your boyfriend likes to watch?" Bill, teased and trail his hands under my cropped shirt, feeling my bare stomach, smoothly telling me to keep on watching my boyfriend. Rhys hummed appreciatively from behind me and started grinding my ass, effortlessly moving perfectly with the music.

" he called back as his face held a wide grin. They ran into each other's arms holding themselves like two lovers who had been separated for years. Like seriously, what do they think they're doing right now. They unlocked from the hug and laughed. "You've gotten more handsome since the last time I saw you" the strange lady cooed cupping his cheeks. "Are you kidding me, you're looking more pretty" Nicholas replied and she giggled. I stood blinking my eyes rapidly at the live drama in front of me. Okay, it seems I've become invisible. I walked past them and trudged up the stairs.

His blond hair neatly trimmed and combed, he was dressed in a black T-shirt and a baggy short that stop just above his knees. His legs were crossed and he look dangerously sexy. Did i said Zach is handsome? I'm sorry i take it back. Jack mayor is surely many times more handsome than Zach Mike. I wiped away my tears hurriedly and then i wondered why i am crying. I look at him and i saw him walking towards me. Oh great! Surely, he has come to kill me. I doubt if he will understand that it is only help i render his sister. I stepped back and almost lost my balance.

Elena screamed, her fingers digging into Jaxon’s arms as Rhys began to move inside her with a fast, calculated fury, his body slamming against hers with a relentless, rhythm that completely shattered her sanity. The intensity of the reverse harem dynamic was overwhelming; Jaxon held her steady from above, his lips devouring her mouth to catch her screams, while Killian’s hands massaged her breasts, keeping her locked in a state of continuous, agonizing sensory overload. Her body coiled tight, the friction of Rhys’s deep thrusts pushing her over the edge into a violent, total climax that left her sobbing against Jaxon’s chest as Rhys released his warmth inside her. As the heavy breathing in t

He was a force of nature, radiating dangerous power. To the other side, stood Rhys. He was in his human form, his dark hair a little disheveled, but his face was impossibly calm. He wore a simple tunic, but his muscles still showed through, lean and powerful. His dark eyes met mine, intense, unreadable, but holding a flicker of something that was both warning and dark promise. He bore a fresh bandage peeking out from beneath his tunic, covering the wound on his side. He leaned slightly on one leg, a subtle indication of his injuries. The scent of him, earthy and alluring, mingled with Kieran’s, creating a volatile, intoxicating blend.

He never played with the others; he was always the target of their bullying. I couldn't stand it. I went to him myself. At first, he ignored me. But maybe I was too persistent, too stubborn—eventually, he gave in. We became inseparable. A month after any child arrived, Helen would always give them a new name. The boy didn't like the name she gave him, so he picked his own: Jack. I was Rose. He was Jack. Like in Titanic, we were inseparable. For three years after that, wherever I went, he followed.

Then comes a different voice. “You look beautiful when you smile, Amara”. His fucking audacity. I literally kick the door open and see the scene unfolding infront of me. Jackson tucking Amara’s hair. He fucking touched her? My body burned with rage. It took every nerve in my body to restraint myself from killing that fucker. “What the hell is happening here?” I lash at Jackson. “Boss!” his tone trembles. “Did I interrupt your lovey-dovey moment?” I turn around to meet Amara’s frightened gaze and say the words I never intended in the first place.

His face serious and attentive. “I’m sure you know my mate is Renna,” I explained, my voice carrying a hint of pride. Memories of her flood my mind - her radiant smile, her gentle touch. The scent of wildflowers always seemed to follow her. She was the epitome of goodness and kindness. “Your late alpha Orion’s daughter, so I trust that even if you don’t know me and whatever lies Ethan has told you. You know her.” I saw Jack’s eyes widen slightly, a flicker of recognition passing through them. The bond between them was evident, even to an outsider like me.

Xander's length brushed against me, and then he was pulling me down until I was seated on him fully. "Open up, sunshine." Rhys grabbed my hair again. I groaned softly as my body adjusted to Xander. I was so full. And then Rhys shoved his hardness in my mouth. It was an amazing feeling, the rhythm they created. Xander rocked my body on his, thrusting in as Rhys pulled his length from my mouth. Then Rhys pushed in as Xander lifted me slightly to pull back. The forest around us was still as we took from each other. Both of my mates easing the wicked ache in my body.