Jax Digital Circus Pfp Novels & Stories

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ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.

"Did Jax mention anything to you about an underground place for safety?" "Hold on, let me think." "Slow turd," Cage said blithely. "Wait, are you Cage Harrison?" One of the girls gasped. "Yes?" Cage responded sounding unsure. "Oh my gosh," the girls squealed except for Emma. "If you're him, then that Zharn is the Beta." "Yup," I replied. "What's your name and your twin in front?" I could sense their gazes averted to me even in the dark.

"His name is Declan Mashii Jackson, he's from business management. As far as I know he's a Dj and the woman next to him is his girlfriend. Why do you want to know him? Are you having a problem with him?" "Ah no, he just dropped my cellphone. I want to ask for compensation." Chloe lied and made the nerdy girl nod. Ara chuckled that she knew Chloe was lying. Nothing has fallen since morning. Only Chloe's brain asked for a rip. Seeing a bad boy just once made Chloe like him immediately. "What are you doing?" asked Ara. "I'm just looking for his social media accounts." Chloe also explained that he was Dj. Maybe on weekends she can see Dj Mashii perform at the club. Just watching him without gett

But aside from that, he was also surprised of one thing. “Jai, look! I got a keychain!” Darrion skipped back to them with a keychain in hand. He pulled it up for everyone to see. The keychain was small. Its height was around two and a half centimeters. It depicted a small person that had black hair and eyes. It had a costume that was similar to what Jai had worn in the semifinals. The small chibi figurine was holding a white reverse Z letter which was white in color and there was also a determined smile on its face.

He chuckled, seemingly amused by my shock. “I’m Samuel,” he introduced himself, an easy smile forming on his lips. The blonde man with a lean build and short stubble was only a couple of inches taller than I was, though I figured he was somewhere in his twenties when he got turned. I knew I would be a fool to trust him immediately, but it felt like I’d found a friend in him. I flashed him a small smile. “Sofia.” “Like I don’t know that,” he winked. “The prince is known to be picky with women. The fact that he’s giving you the attention you’re getting practically makes you a celebrity here.”

He stepped forward and turned slightly—and that was when I saw his cute-looking face. His sharp jaw clenched as he took in the beauty of the house, and his purple eyes were too wild for nicety. A tattoo peeked from his neck, creeping under the collar of his shirt like a dragon, or perhaps a snake if I was right. Be tucked a cigarette behind his ear. His smile was crooked, and mischievous, it felt a little dangerous. “And you are?” Jalen’s voice dropped. “Hmmm,” he smirked and started to chew an imaginary gum. “You can call me Jordan, but friends like to call me Dan, whichever you like.”