Jayce X Viktor Novels & Stories

Since no one was trying to fix it, the commenter decided to reply to the post again. “But Andrea Archer owns VNVS, a company under Pearce Empire—just like Moissanite Hotel. I don’t think you guys realized that she’s already part of those highest of the high people you looked up to.” She continued with another separate comment. “You do realize that the male model is Gryphon Pearce, right? Or have you never seen him before?” There was complete silence. …

Tailored after his love for Japanese animations. Jace was a well-built young man in his late twenties. He wore his hair in a buzz fade that made his face look smart. His body did nothing to not distract any oncoming gaze that sought him out. He was built very nicely. Years of hitting the gym paid off and he was a McCain as much as he would hate to remind himself. They were built like mountains. An unstoppable force in anyone's path. Anyone that they choose to barrage for what it was worth. His blue eyes were just like his father's although he would drop dead before he admitted that he had anything in common with that man. This was a fact however. One that he could do absolutely nothing about

Jackson couldn't let Jessika stay here and get deeper into the pit of iniquity. Tonight was unlike any other night. Jackson could see the comfort women moving from the lower class to the VIP class. Jackson couldn't deny that the women in front of him were beautiful and seductive, but unfortunately, none of them could replace Jessika. For Jackson, only Jessika was beautiful, and no one else. It was time for the introduction of the VIP class women, where a woman by the name of Anya was introduced. A beautiful and quite seductive woman, Jackson didn't even blink when she appeared.

I’m sure tonight’s meeting will be anything but, and as an actual participant for this one, I’m taking everything in. When we step inside the packhouse, I take stock of who’s there already- Gray’s the first one I see, posted up on a couch beside Reid and flanked by two other guys who must be their betas. Jax’s dad, Alpha Damian, is nearby chatting with the host of tonight’s meeting, Alpha Vaughn. Damian spots us as we enter, cutting his conversation with Vaughn short as he tosses us a wave and makes his way over. “So?” he asks, looking to Jax expectantly. “Have I got a fourth daughter or what?”

I turned away and tugged my cami down on the pretext of scratching my waist. "Mo" I heard his voice right behind me and I felt my cheeks turning warm. I turned slowly, making sure my face looked nonchalant. ****** A/N Hi Readers My story is about teenage love and classic tale of opposites attract. Misha is a shy, down to earth girl, who is hopelessly in love with her childhood bestie and neighbour Victor, but has no courage to express her love. Victor is too arrogant and teases Misha to no end, and seems oblivious to her feelings. Him being such a hottie and popular among girls makes Misha even more insecure.

Xavier replied, his voice icily calm and composed, almost like he was used to her tantrums, therefore he wasn't moved at all. “How can you say that baby? after everything we've been through, how can you?” I heard Bianca say, sounding like a rejected child. “Look, Bianca, listen and listen good, I am not interested in whatever this is anymore cos I’m darn sure it doesn't count as a relationship anymore. I'll send my driver to pick the rest of your things from my loft and get them across to you and I'd very much appreciate it if you keep me blocked permanently and I'll keep the same energy” Xavier said keeping his voice level-headed. Suddenly there was a loud splash.

"Yeah, he's my real-life hero." Quade hummed and his playful grin morphed into something a little more sinister, "I'm not much of a fan of heroes. I've always told my girl, it's the villain that will burn down the world for you, damn the consequences." "That's a bit extreme." Quade shrugged, "Sometimes people need to feel an extreme kind of love." Victor glowered at Quade. This time he didn't ask for my hand, he took it and weaved our fingers together before baring his teeth as his friend.

Was it his kindness, or was it the Alpha's glare shooting daggers in my direction behind the man? "You're welcome." He smiled. "Harrison Cage. That's my name. What's yours?" "Scarlett." I added. "Scarlett De Luca." "Cage." Alpha Jax's voice seemed ominous for a second as Harrison's eyes went back and forth between us. "Pardon me." He replied. "I'll see you some other time, Scarlett." He said as he went back to the Alpha's side. As they exited, Alpha Jax turned back with eyes full of fire, enough for me to burn to the ground.

Jessica asked nudging Maya impatiently. Maya frowned, though Tyler was in on the Salvador's attractive genes he looked nothing like Xavier. While the former had a playful, flirty edge to his looks Xavier's were intense, disturbingly hot, and forbidden. "They are not identical." "But is his brother good-looking?" Jessica asked wagging her brow suggestively. Jasmine glared at her. "Focus Jess, stop digressing from the main subject." Jessica ignored her, still looking at Maya expectantly. Maya nodded.

“And I destroyed her. My mate died because I couldn’t protect her from my world, from the enemies I made, from myself. I was so caught up in power and vengeance, I couldn’t see the danger until it was too late. I’ve lived every day since then with that blood on my hands. I swore I’d never let anyone get close again.” He turned to her, his expression full of torment. “But then you came. And you looked at me like I wasn’t a monster. You sat beside me when I didn’t have the strength to speak. You listened. You smiled. You were kind, Nivera. And it terrified me.” She stepped closer, her hand reaching for his. “I’m not her, Valerian. I know I can’t replace what you lost. But I’m here. I’m real. A