Novel & Cerita Jackson X Stiles

“ You don't have to stalk me like that “ she snapped her patience running thin for the obnoxious man before her. “ I'm simply doing my job” “ Well stalking is creepy ... .I'm not some hostage!” “its not stalking, its called coverage “ Katerina tried to retort back— ​"Kat! Over here!" ​Jackson was jogging toward them, a bright, warm smile on his face that usually made Katerina safe. But today, with Xavier’s heavy gaze boring into the back of her head, Jackson looked... Odd and fragile. “ Hey beautiful” Jackson teased, looking behind Katerina “ Whose the new guy?” he asked overly checking Xavier out.

I run into the cold stairs; it's beginning to drizzle, and my breath is ragged, my vision is blurry, and I can hardly maintain balance. And then— I bump into someone. The impact knocks the breath from my lungs. My hands grasp at the person’s shirt, steadying myself. I look up. And there he is. My saviour. Jackson. He is standing tall, dressed in all black, his deep brown eyes staring down at me in bewilderment. A slow, wicked smile spreads across his lips. “Hi, Lexi,” he says. I freeze instantly. Game over.

Jackson did not feel uncomfortable about it either. ... When the people who had hidden around the neighborhood saw them leaving, the leader of the group of men took his phone out and made a call. “They have left. It seems like they’re leaving South Park. A man came and picked her up. There was another woman with her. Do we do it now?” At the other end of the phone, Don’s voice sounded. “Who’s that man and woman?” The leader replied, “The man is Jackson, and he’s Tiffany’s fiancé. The woman is… one of the Tremonts.”

“Would you like for me to assist to your . . . bruise after you shower, sir? I can make a sab. Applied twice a day, it will cut down the heeling time by days.” “Uh, yes. That would be helpful. And please notify Stella to let her know that I’ll be working from home this afternoon and I’ll be in touch in an hour to check my messages.” “Yes, sir,” William said with an even expression. **** Jackson Milton got on his cell phone as soon as the limo was away from the Hudson Estate. He was calling Mr. Strowman for a meeting to finish what the girls had started an hour ago. Jackson hadn’t been touched like that in eight years and he wasn’t going to squander the opportunity to enjoy two beautiful youn

~ Jax. I laughed, causing everyone to look at me. "Sorry," I squeezed my face. They averted their eyes. [No way! Sir Hensley playing romantic music.] I tried to stifle my laughter. [You consume my thoughts too.] Arghhh. I can't believe I sent that. We were being so raw, so honest. [I wasn't shocked. That man is in love with his wife. I think I finally understand him. What if feels like... ~ Jax]

I said, throwing my head down like the weight of my worries was too much to bear. Stiles knelt in front of me, his gaze soft yet firm. “Hey, look at me,” he said gently, and I raised my head to meet his eyes. “I’m with you every step of the way. Have you forgotten who your fiancé is? Stiles Wesley, set to inherit W&S Enterprise. I know a thing or two about business too, and I'll help you out.” he promised, just like he always does.

Jackson noticed Alex and Josh for the first time and smiled at them. "I must say your daughter-in-law is a beauty and I must also say she and Josh look good together," Mr. Jackson said, he has seen pictures of Alex and Ander but has not really seen them in person, they took after Jessica, their mother, no doubt about it. "They surely do only that some friends would not keep their hands off some people's lives." Mr. Jackson observed the manner in which Senior Bleak speaks and concluded that his invitation was not a friendly one and if his guess was right then it has to do with Stacy, it can only be because of Stacy.

“Mom, let’s just forget this and move on” “No,i won’t, Jackson needs to pay for what he did” “Mom,i was the one that got raped and i have already forgiven him” “Well,i haven’t and I don’t think i will, Gianna McKenzie Flores,your relationship with Xander depends on Jackson” “What do you mean,mom?” “What i mean is that if Jackson doesn’t go to jail,then i don’t want you dating Xander anymore” “What?” T.B.C

" ********************* He is JAXON WILSON, the bad boy. . . She is SAMARA GRAY, the good girl. Haters or lovers? What changes will come in their life when they both share the same room?

Jackson licked his lips before attacking my neck, moving his hands to my waist, and with one hand, he started to unbutton my jeans. "J-Jackson, please," Tears started to pool in my blue eyes as he slid one hand between my jeans and underwear, letting it rest on my hip. Frustrated, Jackson squeezed harshly and let out a huff. "What the fuck Celeste," He spat. Tremors in my hands could hardly control themselves as I have heard stories about his anger, how he smacked around some girl named Stacy last year so bad she left the pack before anyone knew. "We've been seeing each other for a whole three weeks, what's wrong?"