Jaxon Cross Beyblade X Novels & Stories

“I believe you know the name Jaxon?, I want you to stay away from him." I watched Scorpion let out a snort. "Why would I want to do that?” He queried "It is obvious you don't want to learn. I have always warned people like you staying in other people's business. Jaxon is not worth the effort." Scorpion lifted his chin, a touch of amusement twinkling in his eyes. "Oh, but is he deserving of your time and effort? Tell me something more amusing, please” He said laughing I breathed deeply, controlling my anger. "Jaxon and I have a history together. A very nasty one and I'm ready to kill anyone that tries to support him in it against me"

"It's preferable to go home." Afterwards, we put our shoes and immediately head to his bike. We came to the beach on his big sleek motorcycle. It's an amazing black Kawasaki Ninja with some prominent white outlines. I was afraid to have a ride on this beast at first, but I trusted Eren though he tried to scare the hell out of me by burning up the road like grease lightning.

“ I can’t. I don’t think I can make it down from up here, I’m too sore. Could you help me please?” That makes him glare at Kyle even harder, “You stay where you are" he says to Kyle in warning and I let out an undignified yelp as Xander bends down slightly and throws me over his shoulder as if I weigh nothing. He places one hand on my ass and the other he uses to bunch up the ropes surrounding our side of the boxing ring to effortlessly jump over with me over his shoulder. As sore as I am, I’m also turned on and so soo horny to be against his bare skin with all that masculinity that is him. I look up to see Kyle grinning at me with a thumbs up sign and I realise making Xander jealous was hi

I expect the hit and I’m not disappointed in that assumption, a harsh kick laid into my shoulder, knocking me sideways against the shower wall, my head bouncing off the hard tile. “Jaxson will be Alpha, with or without me,” I repeat, speaking over the sounds of the running water over my body. “So do what you will, but he will kill you whether I live or die, Xander. You will never be Alpha. You will never be king!”

Jaxon had a smug look on his face while Drexton remained deadpan. "Who do you three even think you are? What do you take me for, your puppet whom you can order anytime you want and make me do as you please? My name is Ixora Castellan, not little thief or play pet. You want your broken cup of coffee without replacing my mini-keytar. Drexton Blackthorn, go and rot in hell!" She gave him her middle finger. His eyes turned dark, and in the next second, he was in front of her. His big palm grabbed her arm roughly.

"Yes, I’m ready. Tell me more about this connection we are meeting." Jaxon smirked at me. "His name is Harrison Jones. He controls a lot of the gambling in the outer city areas. He’s been our main competition for some of our direct business. If we could join forces, then we could be a stronger team and have more control over the city. We could cut down on future competition and potential uprisings." "What is he like?" I asked. Jaxon shrugged. "I don’t know. Just a normal guy. He’s got red hair."

The morning sun rose over the Silver Moon Pack's territory, casting a golden glow over the pack house. Jaxon stood in the training field, his eyes focused on the target in front of him. He was training with Kael, who was watching his every move. "Focus, Jaxon," Kael said. "Use your power." Jaxon closed his eyes, focusing on the power within him. He felt the power surge through him, and he sent a blast of energy at the target. The target exploded, sending fragments flying everywhere.

“Come on dad, just let me try one time. One sparring session with Alpha Daniel. Please?” Jaxson stands there contemplating whether he should let his youngest spar with his nephew and just let him learn this lesson on his own and see if this will teach him to take his time with training. When he looks over between Daniel and John and they give him a nod in approval and when John links Jaxson to give him a shot, Jaxson sighs in contempt and looks back to his little twin, the only son he has and the boy who could be his twin if he were older.

It held a clue, a piece of the puzzle that could be their salvation. He raised the shard high, channelling his energy into it, hoping to unlock its hidden power. The fragment glowed with a renewed brilliance, resonating with the essence of the Forbidden Nexus. The creature's eyes widened, a flicker of uncertainty crossing its twisted features. "What... what have you done?" it snarled. Jaxon felt a surge of determination, his voice steady despite the mounting odds. "I will shatter the bonds that hold you, expose your weakness and restore balance to our world!"

“You didn’t sound so confident when we sparred yesterday.” His ears flushed instantly. “That was different.” “Mm.” A faint smile tugged at my mouth. “Because you lost.” “I slipped.” “You charged without thinking.” He opened his mouth, then shut it again, scowling. “You didn’t boost the shot, did you?” I shot him a look, but he grinned anyway. “Still scary.” Jaxen was fifteen. All limbs and defiance, sharp-eyed and stubborn loyalty. His marksmanship was unnervingly precise for someone so young. He’d glued himself to me from the day I woke in Ashland, entirely convinced it was his duty to make sure I didn’t disappear.