Jaxon Hughes Novels & Stories

Isaac attacked the boy, completely unprovoked, allegedly, and then bit his teacher, drawing blood when she tried to separate them. I toyed with the hem of my purse as Mr Beddows continued insulting Isaac, accusing of him all but killing this boy. Greyson's words rang in my ears. Come back as the Zoe Smithson I remember. I wasn't the same woman I once was. Kobe beat everything out of me, my confidence, my hopes, my ambition. I was a shadow, surviving day by day without ever really living.

“Look, that WildLife post already has twenty thousand shares.” I didn’t turn around, I kept my pace and my eyes even, pressing my thumbnail into my palm hard enough to feel it almost pierce my skin. By the time I reach the main corridor, it gets louder but nothing is being directed to me. All I hear is Jaxon’s name, from countless numbers of people. “I hear the scouts already pulled out on him.” “He’s been hiding his shoulder injury since high school, not even recently? Outrageous.” I stop at my locker and unlock it, I stare inside for a moment at my collection of books and folders sitting there like every other day.

And before I learn anything else, before my eyes catch Jaxon’s whole life story, I see one line that flip my life upside down. JAXON PEIRCE FATHERED A BOY NAMED HAYDEN LEVINE.

He shrugged sadly. As much as he hated Jaxon being with Isla and endangering her, he knew Jaxon was the only one who could save her. “But I can describe him though. He is about six foot, pretty chubby, has bushy, brown beards and a super annoying crooked teeth. Can’t miss em.” He explained, and Jaxon narrowed his eyes, mentally cycling through faces. “He also has a small tattoo right underneath his left eye, like a drop of blood.” Austin continued and almost immediately, at the same time, Jaxon looked back at Alex and their gazes locked.

Of course I need to be consistent in front of Mom so she would stop her doubts on Landon. The way how Jaxon’s jaw clenched made me knew that he wasn’t convinced of what I said. Not that I expect that he would. Aside that he has super senses mainly because he is a non-human being with super abilities, he is an intelligent man and he is the type who trusts his instinct more than anything. That’s why when he feels that it’s not the truth he’s hearing or seeing, he would really believe that and have his own way of knowing what is the truth later on.

I lay in the dark with two weights sitting in my chest, both of them named and specific and equally impossible to put down. Marcus. His knee and his choice and the catastrophic crack that was moving toward a joint with every practice rep he took on it. Jaxon. Who had talked to Dara an hour ago without being asked. Who had been sitting on my front steps when I came home from the worst day of the week. Who played guitar since he was twelve and had never played it for anyone and whose father thought it was a waste of time. Two secrets. Two weights. I stared at the ceiling until the numbers on my phone said two fourteen and then I closed my eyes and made myself stop.

Of course I need to be consistent in front of Mom so she would stop her doubts on Landon. The way how Jaxon's jaw clenched made me knew that he wasn't convinced of what I said. Not that I expect that he would. Aside that he has super senses mainly because he is a non-human being with super abilities, he is an intelligent man and he is the type who trusts his instinct more than anything. That's why when he feels that it's not the truth he's hearing or seeing, he would really believe that and have his own way of knowing what is the truth later on.

“He doesn’t even look at me anymore. Not once. Not since her. I am trying to get his attention, but nothing seems to be working. He doesn’t even answer my calls. And that says a lot about Nolan.” Elijah exhaled a long line of smoke, his voice smooth. “You expected him to ignore his Luna forever? Did you really believe that a beauty like her can be ignored. Don’t get me wrong, but living in the same house with her, seeing her beauty, and getting to know her… it would have been hard on any man.”

I grabbed my phone to show her, and the first thing that loaded on my screen stopped me cold. A video. One of the city gossip pages that reported on events and galas, and the movements of people who had sufficient funds to be photographed doing ordinary things, posted this three hours ago. The thumbnail was a photo of Jaxon, in a dark suit and a woman in a long gown standing on a stage with her hand on his arm, both facing out towards a room with a crowd of people. The caption named them both. Jaxon Sullivan, CEO of REX Pharmaceuticals. And Jessica Ferdinand.

Damien gave Jaxon a wary look as he passed. “Where did you go?” I asked Jaxon as I stepped closer, my heart in my throat. He lifted his gaze to look at me, his eyes penetrating. “I had business,” he answered. “How is the wolf?” “Xaden…” I corrected. “He’s going to be okay. He’s awake and healing fast.” Jaxon nodded, though I could see that he was lost in thought. “Is everything okay?” I asked him. After a pause, he sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.