Jackson X Stiles Novels & Stories

Luke's silence was revealing. Inside, Stacy held her smile in place as another socialite tried to engage in small talk. Her fingers clenched around her wine glass. She needed to regain control—fast. She went over to Jackson. "That scene was unfortunate," she said. Jackson didn't look at her. "You brought it on yourself." "I did not start it." "You came in like a queen without a throne. You provoked her." Stacy's voice dropped. "I am pregnant with your grandchildren." Jackson finally looked at her. "For your sake, I hope so."

Jackson grabbed her, yanking her to the ground as gunfire erupted, bullets tearing through the office walls like paper. Cole dove behind the console, shouting, “Jackson GO! Take Savannah and RUN!” But Jackson didn’t move. He pulled Savannah tight against him and stared straight into the chaos, eyes burning with one terrifying, unshakeable truth Harrison didn’t just want to ruin them. He wanted Jackson Sterling dead. And Savannah with him.

He questioned, still not losing the tangle on his forehead. “Don’t be jealous. Finn is my friend too. ” I tease him while moving my eyebrows up and down, jiggling it. “Jealous? Why would I be jealous? Cattleya, we will be married in a few days and you will be my wife. Do you really think I should worry about you being stolen?” Jaxson answered, seriously. “And, you really think that out of all people I will be threatened, it would be that man?

My voice was quieter, but sincere. Her face lit up with a smile, radiant, even amidst the chaos. “We’re a team, remember?” she replied before walking out. Once she was gone, my expression hardened again. This wasn’t over, not yet. I picked up the landline and dialed the receptionist. “Send Mr. Jackson to my office. Now.” The knock came faster than I expected. Jackson entered with his usual smile, as if this were just another day at work. “Good afternoon, Mr. Steele,” he said, his tone polite. “I was told you needed to see me?”

Allen looks at me and slowly turns to walk away but to stop and glance at me once more before walking with Stacia behind him. Stacia glares at me, holding on to her nose. She’s definitely pushing buttons. I know this will not be the end of her stunts. “One day, I’m going to kill that bitch.” I said gritting my teeth. “If not you, I will.” He says turning his head towards me. “Come. Let’s take you home.” ———— Jaxxon POV

Looking up, Steele examined my face before he nodded. “Blair said you have to help Maddox kill them. Tatum, you need to man up and finish this tonight. Kill Tina and then let Maddox have control of your wolf. He needs it to kill Rowan.” Jackson snapped my ankle back in place. “Here.” He tossed a pair of shorts to me. “This will sting.” Steele poured something out over my hands. “MOTHER FUCKER!” I growled, but watched as my hand closed up. He didn’t he hesitate as he dumped two bottles, one on each arm. “Fucking hell.” I sagged against Jackson as whatever he gave me was soaking into my exposed flesh.

To secure a major project, I had to fly overseas immediately. When I returned, two months had already passed. By then, that family was in complete ruin. Mr. Moonstone had been admitted to the ICU. Despite her advanced age, Mrs. Moonstone had boldly chosen love, running off with Caleb after emptying the family accounts. Emily, the illegitimate daughter, was ambitious, rallying shareholders to wrest control of the company from her. As for her so-called true love, Aaron, he caused her plenty of trouble as well. His plagiarism scandal had been exposed.

If I have to bear the pain then he also has to taste the same medicine as me. Though I wasn't in any mood to dance, I was pissed at that moment. Firstly because of Jaxon and secondly because of Vivian. I gazed at Jaxon whose eyes were blazing and his fists clenching around the glass. In one motion he said something to Brianna who was enjoying her Coke as everyone knew she was pregnant and couldn't drink so to show off she was drinking Coke instead. I watched as Jaxon headed in my direction. My eyes widened as he approached us. "Hey, Rhys. Will you mind if I borrow the mother of my child for a dance?" Jaxon emphasized the words 'Mother of my child' while requesting Rhys.

"From what I hear around town, you found yourself someone to help pass the time." Killian grinned. "Sure did. I'm sure you all know Lexie Choate. She owns Heart Starter." "Lexie?" they all said in unison. "Uh-huh. And we've got great plans." He looked at Jackson and Dylan. "And rumors are spreading about you two. You both fell for local gals?" Jackson nodded, smiling. "Afraid so." "Yep. Happy as a puppy with two tails." Dylan stared off, looking lost in thought.

Just then Jackson comes back into the dressing room, “She is not in the ladies either. Maybe she is giving that cop a lap dance.” “What fucking cop?” “Seth Williams.”