Jay Windbreaker Novels & Stories

“Alright, then I’ll choose a darker color. Why don’t you buy one for yourself too? It’s quite cheap, so it won’t put a hole in your wallet.” After pondering for a while, Xu Yi said, “I don’t like shawls, but I like wearing windbreakers during autumn, especially if it’s grey in color. When you walk outside during autumn with the wind blowing, your hair would flutter along with the windbreaker. I think it’s going to look so beautiful.” “Aiya, Sis Xu Yi, of course you’ll look beautiful in a windbreaker because you’re taller than me.” “You’ll look pretty wearing it too.”

He’s early—6:50. Me: “He’s here! Talk to you later!” Chris: “Couldn’t wait to get another whiff of that Summer Breeze. 😂😭” JoJo: “Go get him, tiger!” Fati: “NOT ON MY BED.” Still giggling, I put down my phone and head for the door. And there he is. Rowen looks fucking amazing. He’s wearing a rusty red long-sleeved Henley, blue jeans, and Timberlands. His hair is half pulled back, the rest flowing past his shoulders. He looks like a damn romance novel cover—zero effort, total knockout.

Jason was on the front page once again with Andy by his side. There were other students on the picture but Andy was always close to him in all those pictures. Now he understood why Lindy was so worried, he would be too if his son was this close to a man like Jason. He placed the newspaper down when Lindy came out. He couldn’t help but admire her look when she came out. She was wearing black leather pants, long black combat boots, black polo-neck and a black leather jacket. She had her air tied in a high ponytail.

“I’ll take care of it.” Jade picked an orange coat and a pair of trousers. She figured that if she was going to do a lot of traveling, a long robe was a poor choice of attire, even if she looked less of a woman. Once she made her selection, Jin grabbed the coat and pants and dragged Jade out of the shop.

"We'll bring them home, and I'll never scare you like that again." *** The next morning dawns clear and cold. Maya stands in front of her mirror, carefully applying makeup to cover the dark circles under her eyes. She's chosen her outfit deliberately - practical black pants, comfortable boots, and a dark sweater. Nothing that will slow her down if things get physical. Jackson is waiting by the car when she comes down, his expression as unreadable as ever in his perfectly tailored suit. His men are also standing ready beside another vehicle. He gives her a once-over before nodding slightly - apparently approving of her practical choices.

The two patio chairs that sat diagonal from each other were still in the exact spot they'd always been; ornamental— they never got used, apart from the rare occasion when a guest had asked to step outside and smoke. Jade unlatched her seatbelt and grabbed an oversized purse from the passenger floorboard. Her heart galloped as she glanced up at the balcony, now set on the next step in her plan. As she reached the double doors of the lobby, she glanced back once more to get a better view. They weren't there; she was sure of it. If it had been any other day, Jade felt she'd stick out like a sore thumb. Now, with the brutal wind and cold air, she was confident that no one would think twice at th

I need a little bit of comfort now in my life. Wiping away my tears and sniffling, I walked over to the door and opened it, revealing the triplets who were standing there, looking as dashing as ever. I stood there, my eyes glued to their frames as I practically ate up their looks with my eyes. They are clad in white dress shirts and matching pants, and each of them had a significant, yet elegant style of theirs. Jared had a black bow tie around his neck and his look was clean and pristine, matching the way that he was. Jake on the other hand, went for the alluring look. His dress shirt was silk and the top button was undone, with a red boutonnière by the undone button hole. Jason took it to

she strains while rustling through the unseen collection, “these should do.” “Ha,” Dakota hoots triumphantly, “-there it is. How about a jumper? The wind is still pretty bad out there at the moment, so it’d be a good idea to wrap up. This should help keep you warm,” she hands over a grey over-sized sweatshirt; bland and unflattering, appealingly comfy despite its unattractiveness, “-and maybe these to go with it?” she pulls out a woollen pair of leggings and black boots, placing them on the strewn vanity chair, “Once you’re dressed, make sure you put on the coat that’s hanging up inside of here, hm?”

Chapter 1 The blizzard came down suddenly, swallowing the narrow mountain road in swirling white. One minute the sky had been bruised purple with the promise of snow; the next, visibility dropped to nothing. Rowan Maddox gripped the wheel of his battered Jeep, knuckles white against the leather. At thirty-four, he was built like the mountains he guided—broad shoulders, thick forearms corded from years of hauling ropes and splitting wood, dark beard trimmed short against the cold, hazel eyes narrowed against the glare. He wore his usual winter kit: heavy flannel under a waxed canvas jacket, wool beanie pulled low, boots crusted with fresh powder.

Windy protested when my fingers moved to lower the elastic of her blouse while caressing the surface of her slender shoulders using the olfactory angle. I was right. She wasn't wearing anything underneath at all. "Your audience is only the upperclassmen, Sis. That is, if someone is occupying it." My breath catches for the scent between her hair strands. Different my Rena's scent, Windy's scent was dominated by smoke and wine. My hand gripped the round in front of her which was denser and bigger than Rena's. She has bigger boobs. "Where's the big thing you want to show me?" Windy turned to face me. She seemed to notice my pants, which had not been closed since the release with Rena.