Jackson Cross Beyblade Novels & Stories

Alpha Eugene and Alpha Karl quietly leave, but Alpha Kyran follows us into the large, quiet room meant for the Brazikian Jiu-jitsu. Another instructor was standing there with one other student, who immediately ducked his head the minute Alpha Kyran approached him. "Is this your sparring partner, Alpha?" "Yes," Eros answered, wrapping his hands and knees in protective gear. Without a word to me, he handed me a pair, too. I swallowed hard and accepted it, then wrapped around my hands and my knees before stepping in beside him.

Bella's voice was softer now, curious as she gazed in wonder at the scattered notes and gadgets around him. "Do you want to see my research?" Jackson’s eyes glowed with excitement. His youthful energy reminded me how much passion still existed in the world. I checked his identity card again—his name was Jackson, a student from a nearby village. "Of course, I’d love to see it." Bella smiled. I hadn’t seen her this happy in a long time, and the relief of that moment was enough to warm my heart. Jackson turned on his laptop and showed us videos he'd recorded underwater.

To let you have your way with Jaxon? I watched him step forward a bit. "Let me tell you something really quick. Jaxon has helped me all my life and I will be willing to shoot through anyone that dares to disrespect my friend and that includes you." I squinted, feeling anxious as my stomach tightened. "What game are you up to, Scorpion?" He moved himself away from the wall, his eyes sparkling with a wicked gleam. "If you choose to call it a game, then that's your choice. As far as I am concerned, you will never lay your hands on Jaxon or his wife...."

Alexander grabbed her before she vaulted over the railing. “LENA—STOP—!” Jay rolled, sliding under swiping claws, sparks flying as metal scraped concrete. He stumbled, spine cracking gold, but regained his footing. The creature roared — the sound rattling the entire chamber. Jay hurled a blast of golden energy from his palms — unfocused, raw. It struck the creature’s chest. The embedded cores flickered — but didn’t break. Lena doubled over, clutching her chest. Alexander held her up. “Lena—what’s happening?!”

The huge carriage came to a screeching halt a few paces ahead of them, pulled along by four black stallions, the front wood had a gleaming bronze crest of the southern pack called Delphine, that belonged to Alpha Sebastian’s family. Out of all things, Adrian had planned to do with his friends the moment he saw them, he did not expect them to appear this way. Instead of the cheerful faces of his Alpha friends, both the werewolves had worry etched expressions, which could be seen from the gaping window, as they shuffled to open the door of the vehicle. Jackson hurriedly jumped down first, his black coat already discarded over his arm haphazardly, as he immediately turned to assist Sebastian wh

Alley and Rose said. I don't think I will ever get used to hearing both their voices merged together like that. Alley was the softer side while Rose was more aggressive and I could see it in their eyes that Alley was barely holding Rose back from fully shifting and going on a complete rampage. I ran around the corner to see complete chaos in our section. There were about ten beasts and my Jackson was currently fighting two while the others handled the rest. I rushed forward swinging the siphon to my right hand before I raised it and brought it down across one of their backs. He turned quickly and focused on me which is what I wanted because now Jackson only had to worry about one. I took a f

"I find it very similar to Zeci," Jackson looked at Hana and said, "It's the alpha's spirit beast. And it only serves the Alpha people," "Gotta kill it?" Hana asked. Jackson said firmly, "Sure, otherwise, the reward you want will forever be swallowed by it." Thinking of the blue gem that Professor Norma had mentioned, then looking at the monster whose body was similar to Zeci's. Hana decided to raise the bow and arrow in her hand and shoot it straight in its head. A loud roar echoed throughout the room. The monster shifted his gaze to Hana reproachfully. The same way Zeci looked at her every time it was snubbed. Hana's hands trembled; Jackson jumped up and swung his sword, slashing the dust

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

Jax tried to ease my worries. Beside us, Sophie and Cage were locked in their own battle. Sophie had just knocked down seven pins, and Zharn was hyping her up like she’d won an Olympic medal. Jax stepped behind me, lowering his voice near my ear. "You need to relax your wrist. Your power is in your wrist, Scarlett." My name rolled smoothly off his tongue. I stiffened at his closeness. "I am relaxed." He chuckled. "Not with the amount of tension in your shoulders."

He created 2 more hands to hold the first arm, "this won't hold, it's at the peak of the Platinum Realm." "We have to go all out, we can't allow this thing to get away," Lisa said as she pulled out a 10ft long white bow with grey magic circles engraved into its body. It was lined with 36 marble sized grey energy cores from the same energy beast called the razorback lizard.