Romans & histoires Jackson Avery

Meanwhile, Jackson was still in his home office. Eleanor and Megan were there, having a brief discussion before Jackson left for the office. Eleanor had been trying to convince her son not to think about Ava anymore. She had even prepared the names of several women she wanted to introduce to Jackson. “Why don’t you meet one of them?” Eleanor said, handing him several business cards. “You don’t need to keep thinking about Ava. She’s already married to Maverick.” Jackson looked displeased as he stared at the profiles, complete with photographs of the beautiful women. “I don’t need these, Mom.”

"I was just telling your dad earlier how Jackson was pissed when I called him this morning." "I wasn't," I muttered. "You were," she laughed. "You said, and I quote, ‘I swear to God, Avery, if you drag me out of this bed, I’m going to murder you. I’m with the most beautiful man I’ve ever laid eyes on and you just ruined it.’ Ring any bells?" Liam coughed, violently. Avery turned to him, oblivious. "Jackson’s such a drama doll, isn’t he? Always crawling into the hottest twink's arms in every city. I swear, one of these days, he’ll shock us all and finally introduce the family to his mysterious lover."

The date got canceled and Ava seemed unapologetic about it. And now, it happened again. This time, she seemed to regret it more than the first one. Liam was rich, good-looking, cool, responsible and they seemed to share the same faith. He fitted into the shoes of her dream man She felt bad but what could she do? Perhaps, they weren’t meant to be, so she thought. She left her book and grabbed her sketch pad and a pencil and started drawing on it. When she was satisfied, she decided to sleep

However, his loyal crushes didn't even care about those comments. I avoided him in multiple ways. Until one night in the middle of the semester, I saw him. I was on my way to an integration event where the lower and upper semester guys were going to be together. I was dressed in a black skirt and black blouse. I had brown hair and brown eyes, my face looked round. I saw Jared leaning against a tree as if he was having difficulty walking. No one had seen him because everyone was busy at the mid-semester event. I decided to approach for the first time, I confirmed that it was Jared Ackerman, the most loved by the girls in college.

Blue Moon Pack Luna Jackie has been making plans for years trying to make sure everything is just right and that nobody figures out what she is trying to do. She figured out long ago that Jared was really Caleb’s son, but she could never come out and tell anyone the truth, she knew it would ruin everything, she was bound to make sure that James would suffer for all the torment he out her through over the years, at least that is what she thinks he did.

the man said in a very angry tone. "Look Jay is very hard to crack but I promise you can have her, she is a virgin so she is worth the wait. I promise sir we had a deal, I'll slip something in her water." Stacy said to the very angry man. So she was selling us out what the hell.

Tammy stood beside me, tears streaming down her face as she watched her father being dragged away. “You’re free now,” I whispered to her, placing a hand on her shoulder. She nodded, her lips trembling. “Thank you,” she whispered back. Later that night, as I tucked Lily and Logan into bed, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief. Justice had been served, and Tammy was free from her father’s influence. But there was still so much to process, so much to heal from. Jake found me sitting by the fireplace, staring into the flames. He sat down beside me, silent for a moment before he spoke.

Axel's pov I was standing in front of the pack, everyone was on their knees, even the woman and children, it didn't take much to round them all up after Mark gave the go ahead. All you could hear was whimpers and soft cries coming from the kids and their mothers, I felt a little bad for them, they were innocent in all of this. The unmated females was looking at me and Owen with pure lust in their eyes, I couldn't believe the nerve they had after being captured by us, you would think this situation would make them a little less of sluts, but I guess I was wrong, it seems that they didn't care in what type of situation they were in, they only thought about fucking and being fucked. We decided

The voice seemed familiar, but I could not place it. “Speaking.” “Leah, it’s Jack. Jack Carter.” “Jack,” I paused for a second, “How are you?” “Always so pleasant. I need to ask you a favour as I know Logan will not ask you.” “Of course.” “I and my wife Chelsea, Logan’s mum, are having a family get together next weekend for his birthday.” “His birthday?” I questioned. “Logan didn’t tell you?” “No!” I was surprised but also not somehow at the same time.

CHAPTER 8 Avery's Pov He turned his head slowly. Long black hair fell past his shoulders, damp and tangled from whatever work he had been doing. A few strands clung to his cheekbones, dark with sweat and blood. His face was younger than the stories had led me to expect—maybe thirty—but there was nothing soft in it. Hard jaw, unshaven, and a mouth set in a firm line. Then his eyes found mine. Piercing blue. cold. Completely unblinking.