Novel & Cerita Jason Todd Is Red X

It was mid-afternoon, and the establishment was mostly empty. Jackson Xander sat in a corner booth. He looked haggard. Dark circles bruised the skin beneath his eyes, and his shoulders slumped under an invisible, crushing weight. He stared at the glass of neat bourbon resting on the table in front of him. He had not taken a single sip. A shadow fell over the booth. Sean Johnson slid into the leather seat opposite him. Sean wore a dark henley, his posture relaxed but inherently dominant. He looked at the untouched bourbon, then at Jackson's defeated face.

"Get your aromatic pork! 60 dollars for an ounce! Once you taste it, you'll be back for life. I'll only cut the meat after you've paid. It's limited to two ounces per customer." With a subtly sweet scent, the meat was a vibrant, gorgeous red, slicked with an enticing, glossy finish. "Me! Cut mine for me first!" "There's a limit? I'll go get my wife!" … In less than half an hour, the meat was all gone, so I closed up the stall. Sitting in my room, I drank a cup of tea. Then I changed my clothes, picked up the iron hook, and headed to the backyard. Under the pale moonlight, the huge jar was dark red, bordering on black.

Things became clearer when I heard about Jaxon's marriage to Ayla , I knew that that was the price he paid to keep his company standing, I stared at the both of them and I was happy that Jaxon finally got the happiness he deserves but I didn't know how long that happiness will last for. "I dedicate these awards to..." His voice pulled me out of my thoughts and I was surprised when I saw a red light on his chest, I immediately pulled out my gun trailing the red light to the bearer, a man who was downed in an all black apparel and hiding in a secluded and dark spot. I didn't think twice before I pulled my trigger and shot him. He fell with a loud thud and everyone gasped in shock when they sa

Red turned toward him, flashing a grin—his side tooth ring glinting under the sunlight and in that moment, Jason knew. That wasn’t Trevor, It was Red. “You enjoyed that, right?” Red’s smirk sharpened. “Loser.” Then his expression dropped—cold. Dangerous Then he stepped closer, voice dropping to a whisper. “Thank your stars that knife didn’t touch my face…” A pause. “…or hell would’ve broken loose.” Jason’s fists clenched at his sides, rage simmering beneath his skin but he didn’t move. Not here and not now. “I hereby announce that the winner of the final year match goes to— THE DOMINANTERS!”

"I just hope you'll have room in your life for a dumb cowboy." "I love you," she whispered, shifting to slide on top of him. She knelt straddling him, positioning his ready erection at her entrance. "So beautiful," he breathed. "I love you, Jenny." Gripping her hips, he pushed himself home. Back in his motel room, Joe Russo flipped open his laptop and uploaded the images he'd taken with the drone, including a half-dozen stills of the redhead. He ran the clearest one through another app he wasn't supposed to have and came up with a hit: Jennifer Stone of Boulder, Colorado.

“Todd I’ll just have a shot of Jack Daniels for now, and what information you can get for me on that gorgeous redhead in the cowboy hat.” “Jackson, you haven’t shown much interest in a woman since you started coming here two weeks ago. It’s probably not a good idea you have that meeting tomorrow. Won’t your father be pissed if you’re late?” Todd answered as he poured his shot. “Todd, I think my dad sent me on a fool’s errand, I’ve been stuck here for two weeks and Erin James has been postponing last minute and she’s not even coming, she’s sending a lacky to do the work. I Think a one night stand is not going to hurt anything, considering that she is the one that has made us wait this long.”

You can delete it. The man answered easily, adding to Audrey's annoyance. Again, the man sent many pictures of some of the men in the Red Cage, including Jaxon who was red-faced with anger, Gideon who was smiling while looking at his phone, just like Kalista now, and Danny who was calling while standing.

Alpha Antoine lunged at me, but he was tackled to the ground by Jaxon, who growled. “Think again,” he smirked, his claws digging into the alpha’s throat. I know he doesn’t stand a chance against Jaxon. Even though he is not an alpha, I know he can take down three at the same time. I lift my gaze to Rory, whose lips are trembling and eyes are shimmering with tears. “Your choice, Red. Come with me, or I start killing everyone you care about until this town is painted in their blood,” I said, and she opened her mouth to speak.

“Who the fuck does he think he is?!” Their voices all come at once, too fast for my overloaded brain. I throw up my hands. “Guys! Guys! I’m good. Seriously. I know rejections suck for wolves, but I’m not a wolf. I’m fine.” And then I drop the bomb. “Anyway, I know where the remaining Riding Hoods are. They’re on the Greek island of Ios.” The room goes dead silent. Then, absolute chaos. Until Devin lets out a shrill whistle that cuts through the noise like a blade.

Once Abused Now Loved. CHAPTER THREE. MINE. RYDER. It was the long-awaited ball night in the Red Moon pack, and so far, it sucks and seems to be getting worse with each fleeting second. "But hey, look on the brighter side; she's got the right size of boobs and will be enough just for the night, only for the night," Jason cheered, whistling towards some random bimbo. Jason was my Beta, and he would go down in history as the sleaziest of all the Betas Red Cross pack has ever known.