Jay Windbreaker Novels & Stories

Dylan Windell’s POV I was putting all the clothes that I will be bringing on the expedition into the suitcase that I have opened up for my journey. I was a mess. I have to get my thoughts together but I cannot do it because I know that Daisy will be around males and I know how they felt toward her. She was the perfect Southern Belle and no one would not flirt with her. I felt the rage and fury inside me built as I looked at the sky. It darkened like my mood as I was tossing all the clothes inside the suitcase.

Rayne's POV The time for registration started, and while the sun shone brightly in the sky, I set out to experience the new world of adult education. I dressed up in a simple pair of skinny jeans, a gray tank top—which I had specifically bought because it looked the exact shade of Kaiden's eyes—and a cropped denim jacket. The weather was exceptionally hot, and too many layers would have just made me all sweaty and sticky before I even reached my destination.

She likes to see a reaction from her mother. The winds started blowing the moment Winter stepped out of her home, She cursed her luck for the bad Weather, it's almost two years since Willow quit wearing her long flowery skirt. And times like today, which is a rare occasion for her to wear a skirt, the wind just had to mess up her fashion. The joy of having to hold the end of her skirt every step she took!! She passed by the VIP house and last night's event started replaying in her mind. She wondered if he would recognise her. She was hoping he couldn't see her face clearly and perhaps suffered from night blindness.

Look for the boring car. My heart did a front flip. I grabbed my leather jacket and headed down. When I stepped onto the sidewalk, a sleek, black SUV was idling at the curb. The door opened before I even reached it, and Jaxson stepped out. He had traded his usual jersey wears for a pair of dark chinos and a crisp white button-down with the sleeves rolled up, revealing forearms that looked like they were carved from granite. He wasn't wearing a hat, and his hair was slightly tousled, as if he’d been running his hands through it in anticipation.

The warm room was not the most ideal environment to talk about the topic she was going to talk about. The untameable rich kid was following behind Jean like a large tamed dog. As soon as they stepped out of the back door of Club Elegance, the biting icy wind blew into their faces. Jean pulled her clothes tighter, regretting that she did not wear thicker ones. She turned to look at Jason. He was wearing even thinner clothes. His hair and clothes were wetted by the bucket of ice water, and that would make him feel even colder. But she believed that it would make him even more sober.

When the girls approached the festival, Shadow perked up immediately. Mate! She looks beautiful, Shadow said when I snapped my head in Winter's direction. Goddess, Winter looked stunning in her light blue skinny jeans that hugged every curve of her toned legs. Her long, wavy auburn hair rested perfectly around her shoulders. Her beautiful heart shaped face flushed from the cold breeze. Her peacoat wrapped her perfect body. Do you smell that? Jade asked me through our mind link. It smells like peaches and vanilla.

『 AUDREY 』 Cayden and I stayed under the shelter eating whatever food we have left until the rain dies down. He refused to wear his jacket back again because he said it was way too wet and it'd be uncomfortable for him to wear, so he just slung it over his shoulder.

Zayne came to a stop beside me. A second later, I felt something warm drape around my shoulders, I gasped and looked over at him. He had already slipped off his leather jacket and was now carefully wrapping it around me, shielding me from the biting wind. It left him standing there in just a plain black t-shirt that was hardly enough to keep him warm out here but he didn’t seem to care. “Sorry for bringing you here. I should’ve known the wind would be this strong.” I let out a soft laugh. “It’s fine.”

Kendra glanced at my usual attire: black denim jacket, a grey plain tee, and black jeans with black timberland's, "I mean, I know it's only autumn but around here it's a miracle to get a day with sunshine and no cold breeze." I took in Kendra's attire. She wore a long-sleeve, off the shoulder, red top probably to match her hair and white skinny jeans that fit her figure like a second skin. White Nike air sneakers covered her feet and she had a white fury wrap over thing to keep her warm but it was doing nothing for her as I watched her shiver each time the wind whirled around us. "I like the cold so I can bare through it but clearly you're suffering." I pointed out, shrugging my denim jacket

Gunner struts around the yard, restricted by the leash. Gracie chooses her ensemble for the day. Western boots, tan khaki shorts, with a brown leather belt. The belt has sunflowers carved onto it, and the buckle is silver with floral accents. The boots are brown with a pink heart and white wings design on them. The top she has chosen is light blue, form fitting, no straps, embodying a blue lacey overlay, falling just below her waist covering her toned abs. She grabs her western sun hat with seashells wrapped around the band. Gunner cooperatively moves into his crate.