Jack Hughes X Reader Novels & Stories

It was not possible, but if it wasn't, then how did he know about Jack. Zaire Langston Hughes was the man she had met at that cheap downtown strip club that day six years ago. The stranger she lost her virginity to, the one night stand. He was that man who's thoughts had got her through so many times, the man who's face she never remembered but she remembered everything he did loud and clear. He was Jack, Ember's first ever rebellion.

Something wet now drains down my forehead and this time I’m sure it’s not sweat. “Ja...Jax” I whisper weakly. His monsterous form towers over Kate’s body who though injured refuses to stand down. Maybe I shouldn’t have been so bitching before, seeing as when it came down to dying it would be both of us. Or rather, if she had not been tending to me, she would have escaped. Jax’s mouth drains globs of saliva as he stands ready to devour his mate, a fate I would never expected. Rider would give his life for Halie, if anyone was to die, I would have thought he would come for me first.

AARON'S POV “Still don't see it yet?” My eyes stayed on my screen, reading the text over and over again. The sender was obvious. U.X. What exactly was I supposed to see? I already knew Jack was into boys and now this… everyone already thought Jack slept around. So what exactly was I supposed to see in this? My brows squeezed in confusion as I looked towards Jack to find him leaving already. His jaw looked tight and his shoulders seemed tense. I just stood there, watching his back view until he finally disappeared out of sight.

But his lust was evident when I felt his hard cock pressing against mine. "Hugh, are you sure about this?" He didn't reply, he just looks at me the pull my blanket away revealing my hard dick before him. I waited for him when he hesitated, but finally groan when he starts stroking me with his hand. "I never hold another man's dick before. Feels the same, though I think yours is a bit thicker. Nice one man." He chuckled looking at me while he didn't stop stroking me. "You're good at this, fuck yourself often...huh, Hugh? Oh, fuck... that's it...just...like...that...damn..."

There was a bandage near his lip and another on his eyebrow. “Miss Reed, it’s good to see you,” Jack said, taking my hand and placing a soft kiss on my fingers while winking playfully. “You look radiant, if I may say so.” I pulled my hand back, my face flushing instantly. “What brings you here, Mr. Harris?” Jack smiled, stepping closer and whispering in my ear. “I’d like to speak with you, in private.” I glanced at Nikolas, who was clearly uncomfortable with my interaction with Jack but couldn’t do anything, as Jack was the heir to a major mafia family allied with the Moores.

Jack leaned closer to her and inquired, "You can trust me, Charlotte. I wouldn't hurt you or do anything to wrong you. I will always treat you right and make you feel like the woman you're supposed to feel. I will bring you great pleasure and satisfy all your sèxual fantasies. Please say yes to me and allow me to pleasure to mate with you?" Charlotte's jaw dropped as she looked at the handsome man who was an inch away from kissing her lips. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. As she shut her eyes closed to give him her response, she remembered all the nights she had laid alone in the master's bedroom of Teddy's mansion, blaming the moon goddess for giving her a mate who didn't love her.

he taps the third, a devious smile growing on his face, "is what I bet Xavier is like in bed." "Josh!" My entire face is red now. I pull the books away from him as laughter escapes his lips once again. "Read it and tell me if I'm right. I'll win twenty bucks from Zay if I am!" I throw another pillow at him. He dodges it with his knee. "Okay, okay! It might be okay for you to skip a day of training but unlike your man, my man will kick my ass if I don't go at least part of the day." I nod, looking back at the cover of the books. Two of them have couples embraced in some way, holding the other. One in a kiss while the other is just a passionate hug. The third, however, only depicts a woman. He

I’m still wheezing, trying to catch my breath, and internally panicking in response to Theo bringing up my mystery girl in front of… well, the mystery girl herself. “Yeah,” I sputter hoarsely, blinking the tears from my eyes and drawing a deep breath. “Wrong pipe.” I’m not fooling Quinn, though. She’s sitting across from me at the table, a smug little smirk tugging at her lips. “Mystery girl?” she asks, arching a brow. “Yeah,” Theo laughs, clapping me on the shoulder and giving it a rough squeeze. “Jax has been on the hunt for weeks trying to find some girl he met in Stillwater, isn’t that right, Romeo?”

Please do not let it be him. But deep down, in the trembling, traitorous center of me, I already knew the truth. ShadowKing was Jax. And tomorrow, when the guilt had settled into my bones and the daylight tried to shame me back into purity, I would likely open the app again. Because some hungers do not care how many times they have already cost you everything. They only demand to be fed. I curled tighter into myself, the golden scar glowing steadily against my palm, my body still slick and aching with the memory of his words. Sleep felt impossible because the echo of his promises and the terrifying knowledge of who waited on the other side of the screen filled my head...

Gavin said, and I smiled at the guys. "No female hunter?" I asked. I knew the reason but wanted to hear from the horse's mouth. "Ruth won't like that, Karen," he answered with a knowing look on his face. After the introduction, the atmosphere was a lot pleasant. We were able to crack some jokes while we ate. No one asked me personal questions, and neither did I ask them. After breakfast, Gavin took me to the library to check out some hunter's books. There were books about vampires, witches, werewolves and other creatures that I did not dream of ever meeting. There were books on alchemy, mild magic, and creating and using charms.