James Sexton Audiobook Novels & Stories

Sean warned with a cold voice. James clenched his fist hard and his lips quivered "Just wait for what is coming for you" He said and then turned around and walked away. Sean watched as he got into his car and drove away. After he is done with his son he is going to get rid of James for good. Sean went to his study room and sat down in his chair then light up a cigar and poured himself whiskey. He drawed a smoke and puffed it out. A knock came on the door and he told the person to come in since he already knew who it is.

“Baby James is already being a difficult brother.” “He’s not being difficult. He’s being a baby. That’s different.” “Same thing.” Later, after Charlotte was asleep and Seraphine and Damien were finally alone, James started moving actively. Seraphine guided Damien’s hand to where she felt the movement. “There. Feel that?” He went still, concentrating. Then his face transformed. “I feel him. That’s… that’s our son. Actually moving.” “That’s him. James. Getting bigger every day.” Damien kept his hand there, feeling the periodic movements. “This is real. I mean, I knew it was real. But this makes it real in a different way.”

“He came home last night, and he wouldn’t stop crying. He said you told him something about me. What did you say?” Damien looked at his brother in irritation. Jameson had always been a volatile man, prone to anger and outbursts. But this time, there was something different in his tone, a desperation that hadn’t been there before. Something about his son being turned against him seemed to make him even angrier. “Jameson, calm down,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “We didn’t say anything that wasn’t true to Conrad. He was at his aunt’s funeral, and he wanted to know how she died, so we let him know.”

Hearing his voice, James was the first to react. The little one turned pale and immediately hid behind Sharon. "Mommy, I'm scared!" "Don't be afraid. I won't let him take you away again!" Sharon looked at Sean. She had once loved this man deeply, but now when she saw him, all that remained was pure hatred. Sean, with red eyes and fury, stormed over. "Sharon, what is this? How close are you getting with Chris? What do you take me for?"

“I failed you and your mother. I know that now.” His voice broke, thick with tears. Sean could feel the pressure building in his chest. “I don’t have much time left,” James said hoarsely. “Maybe this is my punishment but before I die, there are things I need to say to Joseph. Please—just once.” Sean stood at the door, his back still turned. His eyes were cold as ice, burning with silent fury. “In your next life,” he said quietly. His voice was deadly calm. * That afternoon, Charlotte had just finished lunch and was chatting in her hospital room with Lena and Mia.

James himself looks immaculate despite the early hour, silver hair perfectly combed, expensive coat buttoned against the cold, and when his eyes find Knox his smile doesn’t reach them at all. “Your Majesty.” James inclines his head with a respect so thin it’s almost transparent. “I do hope we’re not interrupting anything important.” “What are you doing here, James?” Knox’s voice could freeze fire. “The council received word of a rather troubling disturbance.” James’s gaze slides past Knox and into the safehouse, finding me standing there by the corner in my egg-stained shirt with my hair wild and my lips still swollen from kissing, and his lip curls with undisguised contempt.

How exciting for me. “Father, you should rest,” James says, though I can see the sincerity doesn’t reach his eyes. Jonathan growls and drops the hammer. But he doesn’t step away. He runs his hands along the rubber grips on the tools next to him, clicking his tongue until he lifts a silver wedge. A wicked smile creases his tired face, and he looks me in the eye. “You know, I once lived among the humans for a short period.”

Audrey walked him to the door, and he paused as he stepped into the sunny afternoon. "Miss Sheridan, if you do see her, will you tell her" He didn't want to sound foolish and sentimental. "Tell her that I'm thinking of her." "I shall," Audrey promised. James hastened down the steps to the street, where he summoned a coach. He rode to Jonathan St. Laurent's townhouse only a few streets away, hoping to find him home. After last night's rather desperate mission, he felt he and Jonathan were like accidental brothers in arms when it came to rescuing damsels in distress. He wished he could have asked Audrey more about why she'd been there last night and how her battle with Langley had begun and le

At the Johnson's residence, James was in their bedroom with Serene massaging her feet. He smiled at Serene and said, "I have a scheduled meeting in the office so I will come back later. Just give me a call if you feel uncomfortable." Then he took the CD with him because he wanted to make a few copies, but Serene stopped him and said, "James, please don't take the CD with you, I want to watch it. I didn't see my son clearly because I was distracted."

Seeing him with another woman up close. "You're here" A voice announced from behind me and I tilt my head slowly to see a young man in casual wear smiling brightly at me. I recognized him instantly. It's the man back at the mansion the other day who was trying to defuse the bomb with Sonia. Mr. Pompous had sent him away because he was trying to help me with words. I returned the smile and asked, "You work here?" "Not really. I'm James Kennedy, you can call me JK if you like" I shook hands with him when I noticed the countenance on his face was suddenly changed.