Jax Porter Novels & Stories

“I can’t leave him to go jetting off to Colorado.” “Can’t you put him in a kennel?” Jackie said. “Oh God, no. He likes being in home like surroundings and I would worry about him at a kennel,” Patty said. Rufus was her baby. “I’ll keep him. When are you going?” Carter said. “Tuesday,” Jackie said. “We’ll be back the following Tuesday.” “I can’t go. I only own two sweaters and one turtleneck,” Patty said. “Again, there are stores,” Jodi said and intertwined her fingers.

“it’ll work… it has to” Just then her phone rang, it was her assistant telling us the jet was ready to go. “Alright Arian, let’s go fix your pack problems, then I have to come be a CEO” She said, and shut her laptop down.

Jasper's parents gave Jefferson lots of snacks, and not only that, but they also gave him some beach shirts, t-shirts, and shorts. Jasper might have told his parents about how Jefferson liked sweets, But Jefferson didn't have any idea about the clothes; Jefferson never seemed to talk about that. Max and Owen also got the same type of cloth, so Max asked Hayden about it. Hayden told Max that Jasper's house was on the coast and his parents worked as souvenir sellers and small inn owners.

I heaved a deep sigh, "Hera never meant to hurt Jane. That's what she said. You all misunderstood. And to answer your question, this thing in my hand may or may not be a peace offering. Depends on how this goes." Jake scowled, but not at me. The female was speaking again. Maybe he didn't like her voice. "It will go well, Alpha Jett," she said gently. "You did the right thing bringing it with you." I glanced all around, using my senses to check how many wolves were about. Merritt and his people were around, though not on sight. Jake began speaking again, "So if all goes well, they get it. But if a fight breaks out, you don't give it?"

dressed in a simple Jeans and black T I drive to Dr Lee's which is 30 minutes away after getting the kids in their twin stroller I move to get their bag when I feel someone behind me. "Amanda right ?" I turn around to look at the person it's one of Travis friend's I remember him I just don't remember his name "yes ,uhmm you Mr Parkers friend "yes Carter "he looks at my kids Carrie is bothering sleeping Camden her dirty blonde her , green eyes give her away on who her father is same as Camden.

Meshing with the crowd will be a breeze. Jasper pulled into a parking lot, looking around at the crowded sidewalks and streets. He reached over to his glove box, pulling out a small wooden case. He ran his fingers over it before opening to show a revolver inside. Jasper laid it across his palm, checking the weight of it. Two bullets. Silver bullets. That's all he could afford, but it'll be worth it once he put that mutt down for good. After putting the gun under his waist band carefully, he headed off. He meshed in with the crowd. The Wolves. He still couldn't believe how easy this was, but he kept a mental note to keep an eye out for security.

They half-ran across the lot, laughter breaking out as they reached Connor’s Jeep. “Shotgun.” Drew said, already yanking open the front. Leo barely had time to protest before he was shoved into the back seat. Drew, Zach, and Connor piled in after him, gear bags somehow multiplying as they went. “Go, go, go,” someone laughed. Across the lot, Jax unlocked his sleek Mustang without breaking stride, tossed his bag in the back, and slid into the driver’s seat completely unfazed by the chaos. Ryder jogged for the Jeep, and stopped short.

“Dinner still on?” She nodded, brushing her fingers through her damp hair. “He’s bringing BBQ. Said he got enough to feed a small army.” Her dad grunted. “Better be good. I skipped lunch.” At 6:15 sharp, the familiar growl of Jaxon’s truck cut through the silence. Harper peered through the blinds like a total creep, watching as he parked, climbed out, and adjusted the paper bags in his arms. He wore a black t-shirt that hugged his shoulders, jeans that rode low on his hips, and his hair looked like he’d run a nervous hand through it one too many times.

CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO *The Scottish sexy Horse keeper! * Roughly ten minutes later, the white-coloured Hilux squealed to a halt, startling the poor horses which were neighing in response, in front of the stables where Drake was already waiting. Momentarily, The passenger's car door flung open, revealing Mr Jordan dressed in brown denim jeans and a polo T-shirt with a white baseball cap. He also wore dark shades and hiking boots.

He had messed with the wrong person. Jade huffed victoriously and reached into her bag. She pulled out a sticker which she stuck to his head and then her phone. She removed the tracker on his sleeve and took a picture of his ID card and then of him. Sending the first picture to a contact saved as Lewis on her phone, she instructed that he dug up every dirt on him and sent it to her in less than thirty minutes.