Jax Teller Short Hair Novels & Stories

The profile read: **Jaxon Reed **32 **Professional companion **Available for dinner, events, overnight **Rates start at 500k **Verified,no drama She stared at the photo longer than she meant to. his dark hair was short, his jaw sharp, his eyes looked straight through the camera like they already knew what she wanted. No cheesy smile, no shirtless gym mirror shot, just a clean black suit with a loose tie, leaning against a city railing at night. Something about it made her thighs press together under the covers. She told herself she was just browsing, she told herself she’d never actually message him or anyone. But her fingers moved faster.

He had only been able to wear his trousers, and his shirt was left on the floor beside him. I walked into the clearing, still rearranging the straps of my dress and trying to smoothen my hair which looked like I had tussled on the grass with someone. Xavier’s eyes immediately went to me, then to my straps which I was adjusting, and to my hair. His eyes reddened and he ground his molars together. “What the heck Jayden? What the hell have you been doing with my mate?” he bellowed.

Innocent enough, but the way he asked made it feel like more. Ella: Old t-shirt and shorts. Nothing exciting. Why? What're you wearing, gym rat? Jax: Black tank and shorts. But the tank's coming off. Too hot. A photo popped up: him in front of a locker room mirror, tank halfway over his head, abs on full display — eight-pack rippling, sweat tracing the V-line disappearing into his low-hanging shorts. Bulging biceps flexed, that half-smile on his face like he knew exactly what this would do to me.

She flips her hair and walks away. Brett grits his teeth.. clenched his jaw and punches the wall. * * Alexa's pov "Perfect!" Miss Damien exclaims. I look down at my outfit and frown slightly... this is something Xander would totally disapprove of! I'm wearing a ripped off faded blue jean shorts that's only a few inches below my butts... A white crop top and a fades blue jean jacket. My hair falls perfectly on my shoulders.. a pair of white sneakers to compliment my outfit.

Long silver hair fell past her waist, she wore a white dress that bared her arms, with a high slit that went mid-thigh, gold jewelry adorned her ears, neck, and arms. She looked beyond empyreal. The rogues tried to run, but their attempt proved futile, and like magic, tornados circled each of them, bringing them up to the sky where they were held bound. Their screams and palpable fear made me joyful. "Jax?" I looked to the side. Zharn. "You're alive!" I said, full of glee. "As you are!" We embraced each other. "Your mate is powerful," he told me. "This is something like we have never seen before."

Katy grin and waved,Xander stride in, Isabelle jaw drop,he was absolutely steamy in his green tux,white handkerchief in v shape placed delicately in his pocket,the tux buttons open to reveal his shirt underneath,his look down on his nose,she continue to survey him the most confusing part to her was his hair,it was brown. "Isabelle" He wave though contented he manage to get her in trance,she lift her fingers. "Your hair was always gold right?" "This is my natural hair, don't tell me you've never seen me in my natural hair"He size her up.

Her pitch-black hair is tied in a ponytail at her back. "MATE!" Jax yells again. Moon Goddess, really? What is this?..

A surge of anger ran through me as I heard more footsteps and soon the person came to focus. The Alpha of White Moon Pack, looked exactly as he had done with black long hair that he had pulled into a ponytail and green eyes that bled with hatred and evil. Jax was only a year younger than I was but I knew he shared the same height as I did. But he was a bit leaner than I was, but everything he lacked in physical appearance he made up in his attitude. He walked with stride, heading to the seat as his men bowed respectfully behind him before he sat in the chair, crossing his leg and smiling at the camera.

If Xander isn't home yet, then he should be almost home. I quickly wipe my body clean and make use of my cosmetics. When I finish, I brush through my hair as I'm not in the mood to style it. I only apply lip gloss to my lips before I slip on a pair of jeans shorts over the customized T-shirt I had made for me and Xander.