Jay Windbreaker Novels & Stories

The wind was blowing hard on Tuesday morning, the morning temperature was quite cold. The sky was not clear, gray clouds filled most of the blue sky like thick dust covering the television screen. The morning was a bit cloudy. Evie had been preparing since dawn, she stuffed what she needed into her backpack. Notebook, stationery, small towels, spare clothes, and some headache medicine. The headache medicine is just a backup. When tired, sometimes a headache whack. As usual she made time for breakfast with Olivia and her mother, the table made of thick glass was crowded with large plates of toast and bowls of cereal.

Freya was unwilling to accept that, but she had no opportunity to expose him. After all, the Hough family was at the height of its power, and no one wanted to offend Jason. Finally, after a long wait, Freya had found the right person and the right opportunity. "This thumb drive contains all of Jason’s criminal evidence from over the years. On the wedding day, most of the business elite and media reporters will be in attendance. "As long as you play the contents of this drive publicly during the wedding, he will definitely go to prison. Don’t worry. Someone will be assigned to ensure your safety. The moment you start the broadcast, I will have the police storm in and arrest him immediately.

I couldn't help shivering in fear. Although this person is my mate, he's still strict, and I have the feeling that he'll be stricter in the future. Gosh! This man! Wyatt strode toward me while holding underwear, an off-white knitted sweater, a black high-waisted flare pant, and a puffy black coat. "Then let me use today to read…" Upon seeing the clothes in Wyatt's hand, I paused and eyed them in bewilderment. There is no doubt that Wyatt has a wonderful fashion aesthetic, but... "It can't be that you plan to make me wear winter clothes during the summer? Especially when the city is hot like this." I eyed Wyatt and the clothes in his hand intently.

"What do you think of this outfit?" Maya looked up from what she was doing to examine Jason, she lifted a brow at the hot pink flare pants and white crop top that he was donning. He'd paired it with a white and black scarf tied fashionably around his neck and a cowboy on his messy blonde hair. "And where exactly are you heading to?" She returned to the shots she was currently taking of the lasagna she'd just made. "The queer cowboy's convention?"

Omega wanted to quickly get to its destination. The wind that blew in the afternoon should have chilled her because it was now winter. In addition, she only wore a red short-sleeved shirt tucked into black jeans without any jacket or coat. In fact, she didn't feel the cold that should have pierced her skin because all she could feel right now was an immense sense of longing, and intense joy filling her chest cavity.

"I think you could contact her first, maybe Mrs. Jane can spare some time. I believe Mrs. Jane won't keep you waiting long just to meet." "Is that so?" Maria nods immediately. "My last meeting with Jane somewhat makes me believe that I'm just bothering her now." *** The air in Yazeran is much hotter and drier than in NewCastle. The choice of a soft cotton trench coat that can provide comfort and coolness when touching the skin is the best option. Also, a head cover with a pearl clip is what Jane chooses as an accessory. Before stepping out of the hotel to the photoshoot location, she doesn't forget to apply sunscreen generously around her arms and legs. And her face, of course.

Stormy snickered in my head and made my eyes widen. “Did he just say that the guys escaped, shit that means Aiden is on the run,” I thought then shuddered as Ian wrapped his arm around me to escort me downstairs. “We need to get you some clothes, dearest,” he told me with a grin. ***************************** Later that evening I was going through the items he had purchased for me and grinned in gratitude. Most were dress pants with blouses and cashmere sweaters. “I got you that winter jacket to wear as well. It gets chilly where my parents' home is so be sure to be packed for warmth,” Ian informed me.

’ Lydia pouted, ‘Everyone is gone, including Zack, Brianna, and most of the warriors… but why she didn't tell me anything! Beat by her own curiosity, she decided to follow her mother to the Black River. ‘She won't find out as long as I keep my distance and be careful…’ Lydia let an impish smirk while opening the window; a sudden cold wind blew her ebony short bop hair. She grunted, ‘Ugh, I hate it when it’s freaking cold…’ she zipped up her pink Gucci bomber jacket, it warmed her a little bit, ‘I must hurry, or I’ll lose her…’

The beach where the bonfire is happening is only several minutes away from the docks. I've packed a change of clothes and change in the back of my car after my shift. Denim shorts and a fluffy, white sweater. In the back are also some blankets, just in case it's cold. Growing up by the water, I'm almost immune to the icy bite of the sea breeze, but sometimes the night winds can be rough.

Becky said before going back upstairs. Chad told a grinning Tara he'd wait for her out in his rental car. She came out about fifteen minutes later looking cute in a pair of grey yoga pants and a short waisted T shirt with a denim jacket. One of the things Chad always loved about living in a warm climate was that women didn't have to cover their bodies with too many layers of clothing during the winter months, and that included the women in his family.