Jaiden X James Novels & Stories

“Well, isn’t this a surprise? I had no idea you were even dating, James.” “We keep our personal lives private,” James replied, his voice like ice. Jada’s eyes lingered on Ava, her gaze assessing. “How lovely,” she said finally. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ava. I’m Jada Johnson—an old friend of James’s.” “Old friend,” Ava echoed, forcing a smile. “It’s nice to meet you.” Jada’s laugh was soft and melodic, but there was an edge to it. “I’ll admit, I’m a little hurt. James and I go way back, and he didn’t even invite me to the wedding. I suppose it must have been a whirlwind romance?”

James had hunted his parents' murderer all this while, so why did he allow Xoan to enter? Xoan used the tip of the dagger to lift Yadier's chin, sending shivers down Yadier's spine that nearly disrupted his heartbeat. "He did try, but it wasn't necessary. After all, you know very well who killed his parents." From the light at the door, a figure emerged—James. His gaze toward Yadier was filled with resentment. "Mr. Xoan Warren, do as you wish with him. My parents' murderer must pay. Even if you don't deal with him today, I will!"

Damien reassured him. James’ gaze dropped to the boy. His breath caught. Those eyes. Brown, piercing, unmistakable. The curve of his mouth. Even the way his nose wrinkled. The boy looked exactly like a young Aiden Miller. James swallowed hard, shock coursing through him. If he didn’t know better… he’d say this child was Aiden’s son. tbc

Fiona said, looking impressed. "Yes," James and Em both did a fist pump in the air. "So finally!! As we have not been introduced formally, I am James, your hubby's diaper buddy, aka his best friend. And also the one who would gladly love to share his embarrassing secrets with you." James moves his hand forward. "Nice to meet you, James, and I will gladly take you up on that offer." Fiona shook his hand laughingly. "Are you my best friend or her, dude?" Justin asked jokingly.

"Did Jax mention anything to you about an underground place for safety?" "Hold on, let me think." "Slow turd," Cage said blithely. "Wait, are you Cage Harrison?" One of the girls gasped. "Yes?" Cage responded sounding unsure. "Oh my gosh," the girls squealed except for Emma. "If you're him, then that Zharn is the Beta." "Yup," I replied. "What's your name and your twin in front?" I could sense their gazes averted to me even in the dark.

Jax replies. "Which one of you fuckers set me up? A little heads up she was here would have been nice!" Caiden replies. "That would have been Cross." Jax laughs. "Your head was busy." Caiden punches him and he laughs harder. His brothers were always giving him shit. His mom had to have 4 boys. It was James III (Prez), Caiden (Colt), Jaxon (Jax), and Jordan (Cross). James was now President of the club. He took over for Jag.

He stretched out his hand. “Alexander.” I shook it. “Jaxson.” The other twin followed, quieter. More guarded. His eyes assessed before he spoke. “Adrian.” I nodded in greeting. James looked between us, clearly pleased. “You guys would get along.” I raised an eyebrow slightly, unsure. “They’re bikers,” James added. That clicked something into place. Alexander’s eyes lit up with interest. “You ride?” “Yeah,” I said. “My dad owned an MC.”

James smiled and patted his shoulder. James is a family friend of William's. They have known each other since Damon was in high school. James doesn't like to be called James, so he always told Damon to call him Brother. "Baby, meet brother James. He is the most professional person I have ever met. He is amazing for his designing skills, and his name also appears on the list of top designers. I have been so inspired by him since we met!" Damon introduced him to Ashley. Ashley shook hands with James. James smiled.

Zayn's POV: As I walked towards the basketball court with my teammates, my eyes searched for my parents first and I saw them sitting at the front roll. Mom waved at me and I smiled a little. My eyes slanted across the court, ignoring the people screaming my name. As I glanced around the court, my eyes came in contact with hers; Elsa Jameson. She waved at me and I winked at her then waved my hands at everyone else before walking further inside the court.

he whispered huskily into my ears, I looked up at him and wiped the tears. " he is a gang leader aswell, a big gang, like biggg" I muttered my voice barely audible. Instantly his soft look hardened, gripping my chin a little more he pulled me closer. I could see a look of urgency take over. " what's his name" he grit out, I looked down ashamed of who he is, who he is too me. " Ricardo Williams, my dad". I heard a crack, James was on his phone, typing away, I could hear the anger. Pray for the phone.