Jaune X Neo Novels & Stories

At twenty, Madison O’Connell learns that elite privileges come with a steep price tag. On her birthday, her ruthless family bargains away her future, forcing her into a strategic union with the city’s most dangerous heir, Jade Neil. Bound to a reckless playboy who thrives on chaos and defiance, Madison resolves to shield her heart behind unbreakable ground rules: separate lives, silent co-existence, and an absolute ban on intimacy. Jade detests every polished, untouchable inch of his new bride. Driven by spite and a bruised ego, he vows to make their forced arrangement intolerable. Yet, surviving under the same roof ignites a slow, volatile shift. Behind closed doors, defiance softens into

Jewel The ground all around us begins to crack and burst open and Neeko starts laughing like the bloody madman that he clearly is, this energy is of the dark arts! He shouts at the top of his lungs one of his eyes is Dark Red and the other is Black, this madman traded a piece of his soul for the power of darkness! I look up to the skies and murmur {{ why didn't you tell me! }} but no matter, I can handle this. We all regroup and wait [[ HEAR MY VOICE YOU DWELLERS OF THE DEEP, LEND ONTO ME YOUR STRENGTH AND DESIRES OF DESTRUCTION! COME TO ME! JULIUS CREE! ]]

I frowned. “Sweet is good… but she does look like she hasn’t had a bath in a while… maybe that’s why she smells funky,” Neo joked. I groaned, not having expected that poorly delivered joke. “You don’t smell very good yourself. Let’s not comment on things that will bring you humiliation,” I warned. Neo chortled. “Sweet?” he asked once again. I nodded. “Too sweet,” I responded. He shrugged. “I’ll have to press my nose against her clothes, I suppose. I want to smell what you are smelling,” he joked with the waggle of his brows.

At that time, Tawny was still a little girl wearing a princess dress, with big eyes. One day, someone came to their house, it was a strange mother and son pair. The mother was often sick, the son always wore thick black-rimmed glasses, although he was very introverted and quiet, he really liked to make her laugh, she still remembered him telling her that his name was Neo. "Are you Neo? Why?" Tawny's tears kept falling, why couldn't she recognize him even for a moment. It turned out that their meeting was not a coincidence but fate.

Seeing jack made my heart stop. What was he doing here? I never planned on meeting him again and now. He didn't enter, he just stood there looking at us with both anger and jealousy? I stumbled back up, and the elevator moved. Xavier was busy smirking. He sure does like smirking a lot. Jack. Maybe he has a meeting here with Xavier, that's the only reason why he could be here. "Relax, you look ugly making that face." I heard Xavier say. I threw him a deadly glare, I'm sure if looks could kill, he'd be dead by now.

I have learned to embrace that I am not going to be alone in this. For today, we are having burgers and fries and lots of steaks. As for me and Zayn? Oh we are not going anywhere. Because he is mine and I am his. Oh, and also, Did I tell you that I am the new Luna? There you go, Scoot.

The whole canteen had quietened down for a while, with everyone staring at us with big saucer eyes but then everyone went back to take care of their own personal businesses after digesting the fact that the bad boys left the popular table to sit with us. Max made Ryder and Jake tag along with them. If I'm not mistaken, then, Ryder and Jake are both illegal car racers too because since they joined St-Xavier's high school on their first day which was last Monday, they were always accompanying Max, Alex and Connor. They also seem secretive and mysterious like Max. Now that I think about it, I should probably ask Max about it. I was brought out of my trance when Aubrey spoke. "That's true. You g

Jeremy threw a napkin at Tommy. ********** They walked from the flat to The Deuce. Even the air smelled different there. The heat of the sun reflected on the cement. There weren't as many trees as in Bluebridge. Every store they pass has a different scent when the door opens. The pastry shop, the coffee house, the toiletries store, the bookshops.

“This better be true, Jude. Tonight someone else will be here as well. He wanted to witness the last transformation.” “Who is it?” “The blood owner.” “Oh, he is here,” Gio said as he looked at the entrance door. Zach lowered his head until his lips were next to her ear. “A new man is joining them. Tell me if you recognize him.” “Hmm.” Nevea held her breath as Jude’s figure entered her vision, followed by Gio then a man with blonde hair joined. “Ha!” Nevea gasped, and her eyes grew larger. Her body went rigid as she felt all the hair in her body stand stiff. “This can’t be true.” She mumbled.

"Wow. How old are you?" "I'm eighteen." I replied. "I should have known." He murmured, and I turned on the horse to look at him. "What do you mean, you should have known?" I asked. He looked down at me, and our eyes met. Our eyes had met several times in this very long night, but this time it was stronger, more synergic than other times. His electric blue eyes seemed to capture my stormy grey ones and hold on to it, and I could feel myself almost melting in his gaze.