Jaxon Hughes

The year I was at my poorest, I impersonated my sister to take care of her blind fiancé in exchange for one hundred thousand dollars. On the day he regained his sight, I left without a word. When we met again, it was during a business interview. I was a nameless intern reporter. He had returned to his rightful status as the heir of the influential Hughes family. During the interview, the host asked, "We’ve heard that during your illness, your fiancée, Miss Dawson, stayed by your side through thick and thin. The two of you are about to get married?" He lifted his hand slightly, revealing a ring, and his lips curled into a faint smile. "Yes, we’re getting engaged soon." Yet, his gaze, through the lens of his glasses, landed—intentionally or not—on me, standing in the corner.

Astrid turned and her jaw nearly dropped in shock. "Xavier?" Her forherr mate, who ever bullied her with his bitch for thousands of time and rejected her without any hestiation, while smiled at her brightly. "I'm here to take you home." "I am not going back with you." "You have no choice. " Xavier pulled her arm and yanked her forward ignoring her struggles. Suddenly, a deep and cold voice interrupted them. "Am I interrupting you two?" Both of them were looking back. It was Alpha Jaxon. The most powerful and crueless Alpha in the world, who owned Astrid as his surroagte. ***************************************************************** Alpha Jaxon placed her directly on top of the librarian's massive desk. His hands began to wander all over her body touching her neck, her breasts, squeezing her ass. "Alpha Jaxon." His name left her lips as a moan before she was even conscious of what she was saying. He began to push up the voluminous skirts of her gown pulling her to the edge of the desk where he pressed up against her, his erection rubbing against her and making her feel so darn hot. She moaned even louder and Alpha Jaxon kissed the top of her breasts making her shiver. When he raised his head, his eyes were darker and his voice laboured. "Today is your ovulation day, right?"

Magnus, shattered by Audrey's rejection and a false treason accusation, faced humiliation and exile from the Brown Pack. Three years later, fueled by revenge, he returns, dethroning Alpha Lucas with Jaxon's help. Audrey becomes his mistress, but their love story is entangled with secrets, betrayals, and a forbidden attraction. As their love rekindles, dark forces loom, threatening to tear them apart. Can they conquer the shadows of their past, or will danger prevail? Join Audrey and Magnus in this gripping tale, where each chapter unfolds more mysteries, keeping you hooked until the very end.

Pilit tinatakbuhan ni Elara ang masamang nakaraan, ngunit nang makita niyang muli ang lalaki na dati niyang minahal, parang bumalik din ang lahat nang sakit at ala ala na pilit na niyang kinakalimutan. Sa pagbalik ni Jaxon sa buhay niya, kasunod din nito ang sunod sunod na trahedya at rebelasyon na hindi niya inaasahan. Kaya ba niyang panindigan, kung buhay niya ang maaaring kapalt nito?

In a small town where everyone leaves their doors open at night, a murderer is on the loose. Amelia June is a trade student, who is walking home alone of night and is attacked. She manages to survive and escape the grasp of a serial killer. While interviewing Amelia, Jaxon Knight, the town's police chief realizes that he doesn't want to see her hurt. While trying to protect her and catch a serial killer, he falls madly in love with her. What will happen? Will they get to start a life together, or will the serial killer catch the one that got away?

Damon blackwood full of regrets the moment he signed the divorce papers. He never expected that his supposedly timid boring ex-wife Lillian Ashford, would move on overnight turning into the woman everyone in Las Vegas feared and admired. Not only did Jaxon Thornfield,the heir of an elite family,claim to be her personal bodyguard,but a top Hollywood actor swore to be her die-hard fan. Even the weathiest moguls in the country treated her like a legend. I don't care how powerful you're become, Lillian Ashford. I'll tear down your wall!"Damon vowed.

Selena Formosus is a regular woman with a good heart. She always grins to put a nice atmosphere about herself. She had always wished to work for Silvenia Technology Company, which she did, and to be the wife of the CEO. Everything is fine until Jaxon needs to fly with his ex on a business trip. Selena had a nagging feeling that something wasn't quite right, but she ignored it in favor of looking for herself and her family. She almost forgot she was four months pregnant at the moment and needed to be strong for her unborn child.

I regressed to the day I auctioned for the school idol’s sugar baby agreement after her family went bankrupt. This time, I chose to stand by and watch coldly, rather than saving her… Because after I saved her last time, she was forced to marry me due to the rumors spreading at the auction. For the eight years we were married, she made me keep my distance from her. At the same time, she gave her old flame my company and my assets, even bearing him three children. When Gwen Hughes kicked me out of the house, she sneered at me. “It’s all your fault! You acted holier-than-thou, buying out my contract and spreading rumors so I had no choice but to marry you! If it weren’t for you, Ivan and I wouldn’t have missed each other for all these years!” After that, I died in agony. Now that I had regressed, I would not interfere in their lives again.

My husband, Jaxon Murray, was a renowned medical expert and owned a big company. He was participating in a clinical drug trial when someone tampered with his medication. Under the influence, he ended up entangled with an intern—ninety-nine times, right there on the lab table. When he regained clarity, he rushed home, locked himself in the bathroom, and submerged himself in the tub without food or water as he waited for me to return from work. "Lauren," he said, "my medication was switched during the trial. I made a terrible mistake. But I paid her off and had her dismissed. She'll never appear before me again." I wept miserably, clutching my belly that had once again failed to carry life. And in the end, I chose to forgive him. Several months later, he crashed into a guardrail while answering a phone call, causing me to miscarry. The injury left me unable to conceive for life. He buried his face in the crook of my neck, his voice choked with remorse. "Darling, I don't deserve you. I'm so sorry… We don't need children. We have each other, isn't that enough?" One day, I went to bring him lunch, only to find him in the next hospital room, cradling and feeding the woman he swore he'd never see again. "She's too weak to eat by herself," he said. "She has early-stage stomach cancer. There's no one else to take care of her… she's all alone." I chose to believe him. Again. Until one day, a pair of twins appeared in our home. Sophie Dixon knelt before me, wearing the postpartum gown he had once lovingly picked out for me, clutching my hand with tears streaming down her face. "It's all my fault. Please don't blame Jaxon. If you say the word, I'll leave with the children immediately." Jaxon grabbed my other hand, desperation thick in his voice. "Lauren, you've always been the kindest person I know. The children are still so young. How could Sophie possibly raise them alone? You wouldn't be that cruel… would you?" I looked down at the hands gripping mine from both sides, and suddenly, I laughed. "Jaxon, let's get a divorce. I wish you both a lifetime of happiness."

After eight years of loving him in vain, my boyfriend, Gilbert Hughes, finally proposed. The wedding is set for a week from now. However, just as I'm happily preparing for it, I accidentally overhear a conversation between him and his friends. "I have to give it to Gilbert. The moment he proposes, his first love, Cheryl, gets restless." "But now that Cheryl's back, what are you going to do with your girlfriend?" Gilbert pauses for a moment, then replies casually, "It's fine. I'm not actually going to register my marriage with Jennifer. At worst, I'll just hold a wedding and play along." At the party the next day, he wraps his arm around me dotingly and socializes with our guests. Yet, the moment Cheryl Manning runs out in tears, he instantly lets go of me and chases after her in a panic. I follow quietly and watch them embrace tightly in the dark, kissing each other deeply. With my heart completely shattered, I turn away and dial a number. "Want to get married? I need a groom."