Jax X Caine Novels & Stories

now. X lowers his hand to my feet, putting my shoes back on. Then he stands up smiling and approaches my face: — Of nothing - says and then goes towards Filomena — As you wish. I turn towards the two of them, Filomena is almost having an orgasm just with the X massaging her shoulders. I look at the X and find it staring deep , as her hands explore Filomena’s back...arms... and hands. Then he turns the chair in his direction and I get up from mine, take my bag and leave the room.

It was the same lines he'd been using for his openings for the past 7 years and even though she wasn't a fan, Jasmine had watched the show way too many times, even without watching it, Maya could recite his lines just by hearing. "Maya Edward. Xavier's fiancée." She cringed inwardly knowing that, that was her new identity. Most people won't even know her name or worst will get it wrong like the TV host and will just know her as Xavier's fiancée and soon, the woman he dumped.

He pushed the man he held and walked into the cartel. Xavier was already there summoned by Stone. The two were seated down as if to discuss, Stone sat opposite Xavier. At the sight of Jason as Jason and not as Moon, he froze and Xavier Seeing his state made to turn to see why he was like that when a heavy punch brushed his face making him land on the floor, Jax got on top of him and began placing blows at the process he busted his lips. Stone stood up and banged the metal table making Jason's hand hang in the air. He held Xavier's collar tightly almost choking him.

Xain said as he closed the door "So..............?" I asked "That was Mr Harrison Your driver for the night He said he was instructed to not to disclose anything about his boss to you or anyone else but I can at least say I tried" Xain sighed crashing beside me on the couch "I got to say this Mystery guy is pretty smart But I guess all this hide and seek ends tonight" I said feeling a bit sad that it will all be over tonight "Hey! Don't be down I have this feeling in my gut that he is going to do much better than we imagine

Scott went flying to the side, as blood went everywhere. "You fucking bastard! You broke my fucking nose!" Scott yelled. Cain laughed as he approached him. "That's not the only thing I'm breaking." He said before his foot met his side. He heard the sickening crack as he broke his ribs. Cain glanced toward Xavier when he heard the cuffs hit the ground. AJ was standing next to him with the keys in his hand while holding Xavier's wrist as he examined them. "Thank you!" Xavier said as he stood up. They watched Xavier shifted to his bear.

It was fucking pathetic that she had this much effect on me. Jaxon tagged me along on a mission and asked if I could assist him. Well, it's time you knew about my relationship with Jaxon. He's a tracker who has been working for the government for 10 years, tracking down mobs and high-tech criminals. He was tracking down one of the biggest New York mob gangs, and apparently, he got shot because he went in without backup.

I commanded, standing up just as the man reached our table with a grin that told me he was every bit as depraved as his emails suggested. "Dante? You look even more like a hard-ass in person than you do on the encrypted boards, man, and I have to say, the pictures you sent of your stepdaughter didn't do justice to how much of a little deviant she looks in the flesh," Jax said, extending a hand that felt like a vice when I took it. "It’s a pleasure, Jax, and this must be Candy. I’ve heard quite a bit about her appetite for being handled in public," I replied, turning my gaze to the woman at his side who was currently staring Roxie down with a predatory sort of hunger.

And she really did, she knew it with every inch of her body and being: Jax Hamill was a rough man with a rougher past – he’d beaten a man to death, after all, although it had been the man who had killed Jax’s mother, so Annie kind of supported what he’d done, in parts – and he had shady and violent connections through his bar, Dangerous Curves. But when it came to Sarah, Noah, Annie, and his friends, the man was nothing but fiercely loyal and protective. He’d paid for all of Sarah’s care when she’d been beaten into a coma, he’d paid for her months and months of physical therapy, he’d supported Annie and Noah during Sarah’s recovery, he still kicked in for Noah’s stay at Carly’s Place.

The studio was dimly lit. “You must be Mia.” The voice was deep, smooth, and confident. Jax stepped out from behind the counter. He was tall, maybe thirty-five, with tattoos covering both arms and disappearing under the sleeves of his t-shirt. Dark hair, sharp jawline, and intense green eyes that seemed to see right through her. His smile was easy but carried an edge. “Yeah, hi,” she said, suddenly aware of how tight her yoga pants and cropped hoodie felt. “Thanks for fitting me in so late.”

"I did the rounds but there's a woman there. She was a POW" "A what?" Her mom asks. "A prisoner of war," I tell them. "Melli was obsessed, and when I mean obsessed, she was whining and scratching at her door. Non stop, bro, literally, non stop," I say as I look to Jake, because he also knows that she has never done that before. "Where is this going, Max?" My dad asks me and I can't keep prolonging it. "The patient is Casey. Casey Hamilton" A bunch of gasps and cries erupt in the room. Mrs Hamilton's blood curdling screams as she falls to the floor and just as this happens, Sophia walks into the room.