Jayden Bartels Glasses Novels & Stories

Carl absentmindedly spun the beads on his wrist, his deep eyes filled with contemplation. Amelia had yet to notice him. She was carrying a basket in one hand while checking a customer’s pulse with the other. Suddenly, her hand felt empty. Turning around, she was met with his refined and scholarly face. This time, he wasn’t wearing glasses, making him look less cold and intimidating. It was clear—Young Mr. Jenkins was trying his best to minimize his presence. He usually wore impeccably tailored suits, but today, he had on a trench coat. Even so, the moment he appeared, he was immediately surrounded.

After that the man handed the glass to the bartender to be refilled. "How about you? Did you come here with someone?" Ace asked Jazlyn. The girl shook her head. For a moment, Jazlyn was amazed at the man's gray eyes. Perfectly suits his muscular body and has tanned skin. And the face of the man next to Jazlyn was really handsome. "Want a toast?" asked the man with the gray eyes as he raised the glass filled with Red Wine. Jazlyn nodded in agreement. The girl had raised her glass and later a squeak sound could be heard.

“Let’s find out what secrets you’re hiding, Monalisa. Because whatever it is, my boss is losing sleep over it. I can do this! Jayden returned back to the living room with a glass of wine. He sat back on the couch, placing his legs on the table, sipping some wine, while he searched for TV programs with the TV remote in his hand. The fashion line launching was on news, he immediately skipped the news for something else. "tomorrow, just tomorrow, I'll have your secrets in my palms, MO-NA-LI-SA" he smirked.

"It will be okay. You will be okay." As he said that, I raised my eyes to meet his and the sincerity I saw in them gave me hope. I nodded, trying to draw strength from his confidence. And as the wheels touched down on the tarmac, I took a deep breath, preparing myself for what was to come. As soon as we descended the steps of the jet, we instantly felt the vast difference in temperature. Eleanor, ever the chatterbox, immediately began chattering about how different it felt from New York, while Jayden just squinted against the bright sunlight before bringing out two matching designer sunglasses in his pants pocket and putting one on Eleanor before putting the other one himself. Seeing that, Z

I said and they nodded Jayden's POV My head ached My eyelids felt too heavy to open I was reluctant to wake up but in the end I did Opening my eyes to the blinding morning sun illuminating the room I blinked rapidly to get my eyes adjusted to the brightness I looked around, I was alone in the room Where is Luna? And why.... am I not wearing anything? "Ahhh!" I groaned as I head a splitting headache "Stupid tequila!" I grunted "Why the hell did I drink that intoxicating stuff!" I sighed "She dared me, Luna dared me" I stood up from the bed and my eyes caught a torn dress on the floor

From what I could tell, his skin had an olive tint to it, but it just might be the flashing lights. "Hey there crazy frienemies!" Ken came bounding up to our stool at that instant, her cock-screw curls in tangled disarray that didn't leave much to the imagination on what she's been up to and lipstick smudged all in the wrong places. Leaning over, she ordered the bartender for another round of shots and, once delivered, placed three suspiciously green glasses in front of us. "What on Earth is this monstrosity?" Ty scrunched up her nose.

Jayden laid on his back and wiggle his brows mischievously. Janet was shy as she sat up and unbuttoned his pajamas clumsily. When she pulls it off his hands, she couldn't help but drool as she saw his taut abs. She shyly ran her hands accross his chest down to his abs. Jayden took a sharp breath, grab her shoulders gently and laid her on her back. He pulls off his PJs trouser hurriedly and soon enough his briefs followed. His hard member sprung out and Janet averted her eyes as she blushes deeply.

Not a singing voice—just a plain, simple voice—like the rest of her. “Yeah,” Peter said, getting up. “What do you want, Jay?” “A flat white, thanks,” Jayden replied. Peter nodded and walked off to the counter to order. Only he wasn’t the first in line because there was a bunch of Uni students before him. Alex picked up her cup and nervously sipped the hot chocolate again. Jay watched. He wondered if she was embarrassed about last night. But then again, she said she lost her contacts, and she didn’t see the drunken man coming. That meant she wouldn’t have been able to see him properly either. The look she gave him in that dim corridor said so.

I made sure of it. Steam hissed from the showers. Laughter echoed. Dominance flared and receded in pulses as Alphas jostled for space and status. I didn’t join them. I reached into my bag, fingers brushing the injector case hidden beneath spare tape and wraps. Not yet. Not unless— “Hey.” The voice was friendly. Too easy. I looked up to find a dark-haired Alpha leaning against the lockers, eyes bright with interest rather than hostility. Jayden Bartels.

" I glance coldly at him and continue to search for my pup's favorite ring. I had unknowingly discarded it like common trash. My pup, Cassidy Holstrom, is incredibly upset about it. As such, I have to find it quickly to cheer her up. --- In Centralis' most luxurious castle, Jayden Porter appeared down the corridor wearing a suit and tie. He was holding the arm of Lina Doux, who stood next to him in a haute couture dress. Their good looks drew the attention of many people, and those who knew them gathered around enthusiastically. "Congratulations on becoming the Beta of Centralis, Jayden."