James From Unspeakable Novels & Stories

someone has taken their photo. WHILE IN THE OTHER COUNTRY.... In a dark room ... LISA JAMES was sitting in the centre of the room... Mr James entered the room and because of drakness he was not ABLE TO see anything.. when he switched on the lights.. the whole room was destroyed... each and previous items were broken into pieces... Mr James was not at all shocked seeing her.. because he knew that he had SPOILED her daughter beyond the limit...but what he can do.. she is his daughter and the hieress of James empire...

JAXON POV: My heart started thumping fast at the sound of the voice. Jaxon: J-James? I angrily stuttered James: Yep! You guessed right! He said chuckling from the other side Jaxon: How did you get my number? I asked trying to calm down James: Well you see...your friend Jeremy Parker is under my control now..so... He said in a mocking tone James: What the fuck do you want!? James: Woah Woah chill..hah! How I wish I could see your face right now. Mourning over your slut

“Papa is very tall.” “So he can be strong,” Ethan replied firmly. The word lodged itself in James’s mind. Strong. Not invincible—but flexible. Night fell with a different kind of calm. At home, Emma cooked soup. James helped. They ate together, laughing softly when Ethan spilled his water. Life, though cracked, went on. After Ethan fell asleep, James received a call from an unknown number. He answered cautiously. “Mr. James,” the voice on the other end was slick. “We hear you’ve chosen the safe route. What a pity.”

"I knew you had it in you, James. That you'd get there eventually. Now, put the phone on speaker." I jab to disconnect but moving like a striking snake, Klempner plucks the mobile from my hand and taps on the speaker button. "Michael, so pleased to hear from you..." Michael blurts out, "James, are you okay? Are you hurt?" "I'm fine. Nothing hurt beyond my dignity." ... Yet... "Really fine?" "Really fine. Shaken but not stirred." "James..." Panic rings through his voice. Doesn't know what he can safely say...

“I’ll… talk…” Shadow smirked under the mask. “Oh man!” Samuel visibly hated it. “No one ever lasts longer. Is the second phase terrified you the most?” He shouted angrily. “I… will… talk…” James huffed, glanced at the back with panic. “Oh, you’ve escaped the lake.” “It’s so big. What is that? It’s so big.” His eyes quivered in panic. “Purf!” Suddenly he vomited bile of blood on the floor.

I didn’t get that far though. Hands grabbed me from behind and flung me with force— I felt myself flying backwards. My head made contact with the ground with a sickening crunch and a strangled scream tore through me. In a flash, Jonathan was on me raining down punches, his eyes were pitch black and the lingering signs of sanity were long gone. “You think you know so fucking much? Well, know this! James was a fucking coward and he ruined everything! If he had done what he was supposed to do nothing would have gone wrong instead he ran with his tail between his fucking legs and now I'm like this! A freak!”

James's pupils trembled violently. "No way... it can't be..." At that moment, the deputy minister stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Scarlett. "Commander. Should we level the Whitmore family now?" Silence. James's face went completely white. "No... no way..." Scarlett's gaze returned to him. Cold. Merciless. "Say it again. Where is my child?" James's legs gave out. His voice finally broke. "I... I had someone take that bastard... give him slow-acting poison... and... and throw him into a trash bin."

“We’re leaving. Now.” But his hand was shaking. Kai had never seen that before. That night, Kai’s phone buzzed with a call from a blocked number. A voice, low and threatening, spoke. “Stay away from James Ashford. This is your only warning.” Kai froze.

They should go after Xavier not waiting until he comes back with more hybrids like Lily. Everyone had gotten up, and the meeting was over. “So this is the famous James Lacrosse,” Hunter Roberts said, coming up to him and holding out his hand. James forced a small smile on his face and stood up, taking the man’s hand. He hated when people called him “the famous James Lacrosse.” it was just another reminder that everyone saw him as a monster. “You are quite impressive if half of what I have heard is true,” he added with a bright smile. “Impressive. You mean Hollywood monster story, then I guess yeah,” James replied with a bitter tone and Hunter laughed.

A deep, rough voice spoke from behind me. I turned to look behind me. My eyes were steady and not surprised as I stared at the side of his face. It was the man from earlier, the Zakael guy. He was looking around the lying bodies and then towards the man who’s looking like he’d shit his pants any moment now. “There was just, um, a small incident, right, Patrick?” Is his name even Patrick? No one cares.