Jason Cross Hsm Novels & Stories

PRIORITY ONE: Maya Cross Classification: White Luna (Confirmed) Threat Level: Extreme Abilities: Healing, enhanced reflexes, energy manipulation, potential for catastrophic power surge Recommendation: Immediate termination. Do not attempt capture. Subject is too dangerous to contain. Current Status: Recovering from silver exposure at unknown location. Source reports subject is protected by werewolf (Jaxon Cross) and vampire (Lucien Nightshade). Recommend coordinated strike to eliminate all three targets simultaneously. Bounty: $5,000,000 Five million dollars. They'd put a five-million-dollar bounty on Maya's head. I kept reading, my horror growing with each file. PRIORITY TWO: Jaxon Cross

I nodded. “Thank you for that. Have you found out anything yet?” He shook his head. “No, Felix and Cornelius have been working on it.” I looked at him confused. “Why are they working on it?” He looked over at Lynn and she nodded at him. “Jensen, Cornelius is the Don of the Roman mafia. He is the reason why we were able to save you.”

Four days later After many phone calls and a lot of planning from not only The Red Crest Pack and the Blue Moon pack, Jaxson, Dillion, Daniel and even Jared all have a plan put together to get his dad out of the pack house and to stop Jackie and Caleb from taking over the Red Crest pack and from killing Alpha James. They just need to wait for the other packs so they can all make their way to the Blue Moon Pack to stop the takeover.

I've attached book 2(the sequel for HIS) to book one, since it's difficult for you guys to find it on this site. This is the first chapter for the sequel, I hopeyou all enjoy. If you haven't already check out my book Theirs "How would that even work?" She asked looking at him. "I belong to you both and you both belong me," Jason replied his eyes not being able to leave hers, I smiled knowing the feeling. "Like a three way relationship?" She asked and he nodded.

Inside the hideout, a guy is busy with the computer, one is busy creating scientific instruments and weapons and others are busy discussing. "How is everything going, Jason?" One of the guys asked the guy working on the computer. "I'm searching every area in Texas but everything seems pretty clear to me," Jason answered. Jason Grayson is twenty years old with blond short hair and grey eyes. He attends MSA but after school, he comes to the secret hideout to help out. He is a computer guru and can hack through anything. He had a twin brother Norman Grayson who looks exactly like him in height and everything, the only difference between the two is the sound of their voice. Norman Grayson sees g

The Cross machine didn’t roar to life. It hummed. Quiet calls. Encrypted messages. Old favors cashed in without fanfare. Adrian traced shell companies and burner phones with surgical precision. Alexander mapped pressure points—who supplied money, who enforced, who benefited. Cameron sat in the middle of it all, jaw tight, heart heavier than any stage he’d ever stood on. He wasn’t here as a Cross. He was here as a man who loved a woman and refused to let her past eat her alive. * Jayla didn’t sleep much that night.

James parked his car right in front of the uncompleted building he normally visit and he knows that's the right place to find Jason,he picked his gun and hid it at the back of his waist before alighting from his car.He entered the building where there's no traces of electric bulb the only light beaming is the torch James was holding to find his way,he pointed his torch directly to a corner where Jason always keep his hostages and to his surprise he met Rose and Smith being tied to a pole.He rushed to where they were and started loosing them but suddenly he heard a voice.

James, let us see what bones you are hiding, he said quietly and tensely. James Cross's name echoed in his head, a never-ending reminder of the guy who had wounded Mimi in ways Jaxon still could not grasp. He was no longer here to play games. He was here to reveal every inch of CrossCorp's evil side and, more crucially, to locate the proof that would bring James down.

“I’ll get him what he needs. Discreetly. How do I contact him?” Relief flickered across Jason’s face, quickly replaced by grim determination. He pulled out a slightly crumpled business card and held it out. Ashton took it, his fingers brushing Jason’s. The contact felt charged, a bridge built over treacherous waters. *Smith Clark. Silvermane Security Solutions.* A phone number.

"Then it's settled we're skipping and I'll Flora to tag along." Jason smiled. "Good. You both definitely needed this after yesterday's night." Zachariah still looked conflicted but I could see a hint of smile lingering on his face. "We'll be going back, enjoy kids. Also contact Ryder for the Zach." Jason said and went for the door. They bided goodbyes and soon we both were left in silence. "Let's get ready shall we?" My smile widened when I saw him nod. I got up from the bed and stood up. My muscles popped as I twisted my body. Satisfaction.