Jayden Shiba Novels & Stories

Felicia gradually became annoyed too. ......... Jayden looked at his face in the mirror. He occasionally narrowed his eyes to make them appear slightly slanted, then looked at his firm jaw, thick eyebrows and lips that didn't blacken because the man had never smoked. His nose was sharp too. If you look at Jayden's face, he is like most Middle Eastern people. His skin wasn't that black but more brown. His body was tall, slightly taller than Ansel. His posture is straight because he likes sports.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

We weren't alone, people were everywhere. “Ooh, you know just resting before we go back to the hostels.” Trisha beat her lower lip, her hands on her breast squeezing her breast out. I sighed. “ I am Jayden Jay for short he smirked” he sure had an ego, an oversized ego. “Tsk” I mumbled under my breath “Trisha but people call me Titi ” yeah I am now people, I chuckled. Was she that horney to entertain such a dick head.

"Please, Rai, you have to believe me." "You've not done anything to help!" Tai snapped. "Why would you work with someone like him!" "He helped me," Brandon whimpered, his heartbreaking at the look Raiden was giving him. "I was alone and scared when I found out I was a werewolf. He mentored me. He helped me control my werewolf side. He stopped me from going crazy." "He's the crazy one!" Tai exclaimed. "You don't think I know that," Brandon yelled. "God, I know what he has done is horrible, but I've seen a side of him that no one else has-"

Why always me? My name is Jayden Hart. I’m twenty-two years old. No parents. No family. No idea who I even really am. I’ve lived in Nocturne City since I was born—or at least, that’s what I assume. I don’t have any memories before I was five. That’s where everything starts for me. A blank slate before that. No birthdays, no bedtime stories, no baby pictures.

Jayden As I stood there, my fist still clenched from the punch, I felt a wave of emotions wash over me. Anger, embarrassment, and frustration all battled for dominance. I couldn't believe Colby, of all people, was Gamer Frozen. The one person who knew my deepest secret. What the hell! What the fucking hell! Colby's eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing as he glared at me. "You're a real piece of work, Jayden," he spat, his voice laced with venom. "I should have known better than to trust you."

“Figures. She’s just like you.” I blinked, startled by the comment. “What’s that supposed to mean?” His lips twitched, not quite a smirk, but something close. “Stubborn.” A soft laugh escaped me before I could stop it. “She’s barely a week old.” Damon shrugged, his gaze settling on Isla, watching as her tiny fingers curled and uncurled. “Still. She seems to be the kind that would give me a fuss in the future. If this is how she is at one week old.”

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

Jacob then frowned at me, his eyes shadowed darkness and fire for a second. "You mean my son?" His voice was a bit restrained. Oh I like this part of him, the one with some strictness in his demeanor and tone. I nodded. Jacob lifted his hand to touch my face. He was a bir rough as he caressed my lips. "I already owned you, remember? It's insulting to your new owner to still think about your previous owner." Shit. Didn't he like what I said? I only meant that his son was strong because he is his bloodline!

" Wow!!! But you said he isn't handsome." I raised my eyebrows at Mia and gave the look that says; Really!!??? " Umm…. I didn't say he wasn't handsome. I only said he isn't as handsome as you are." "Anyways, I like him. He's cool." The little boy said before focusing his attention on me. " Hello Uncle Aiden. My name is Jayden and I'm Aunt Mia's cousin. I'm five years old and also a big boy but Aunt Mia calls me her little squirrel." He introduced sticking out his little hand.