Jenny X Creeper Novels & Stories

Her voice is the most beautiful sound I have ever heard it takes my breath away for a moment but then I manage to respond. “Good, I’m glad you okay.” I need to remember my manners with this one, she is such a beauty, and I am having a hard time keeping my mind straight, she flusters me and that has never happened before, I have never had a problem with my words, but this one…. she makes me forget everything. I reach my hand out to shake hers and I introduce myself. “I am Alpha Jaxson Thomas of the Red Crest Pack.” She puts her hand in mine and says, “I am Alexandria Wilson, of the Blue Moon Pack.”

As it was the first time Charlea has raised his hand on her. Jenny got up from the floor and gave a tight slap right across his face. She was seething with anger. Charles was holding his cheek where she just slapped him and looked at her with wide eyes in disbelief. "I'm not Susanna. Who will tolerate your torture? I'm Jenny. Jenny Bloom, the Gamma of the Shadow Moon Pack. So don't you dare mess with me in the future. Or I'll forget you are my mate." Pointing her finger at him she warned him and stormed out of the room in rage. Charles just kept staring at the closed door, still holding his cheek. He was still in shock. He could not believe his eyes.

she cries softly, turning towards him. He bends down to hug her, and Jenny closes her eyes as she embraces Alexander. A profound warmth envelops her; Alexander feels like home, she muses. Suddenly, Jenny hears something rustling nearby. Her eyes snap open as she sees movement in the shadows. A scream escapes her as Jessica emerges, raising a gun towards Alexander's back. Without hesitation, Jenny shoves Alexander hard, and before she can react further, three shots fire into her body in rapid succession. Her ears ring painfully as she begins to feel faint, collapsing to the floor.

“Fuck, stop. Ow, shit, Kenj, you wanna help me out.” I look at Jenny who is still against the wall, but the two girls seem distracted by their friend. “Go, help her.” Jenny says when Ivy lets out another painfulled shriek and I rush across, unsure what I'm planning to do, but trying to hold the girl still at the same time. “What the fucks going on out here?” Harrison walks out of his bedroom entirely naked, the girl he brought home wrapped in a bedsheet beside him. The colour drains from her face at the scene in front of her and she runs towards us.

After Lord Tybrius took his leave, I began to gather the items required to make the journey to Orene, a town about an hour's drive from NYC. If I was to fight and truly embrace my warrior side, I needed help, and the only person I could think of was Jenny, who ran a shop just on the edge of Orene, near the Shimila Mountains. Jennifer was the fourth-generation owner of the store, and their family had been serving humans and supernatural beings for more than a hundred years. I had been frequenting Jenny's shop for the past 50 years, and during my time in Orene, had become very close with her mother and grandmother.

"You know, she'd always been my favorite. What did you say, Africa ey? To fucking do what? Colonize?" "She's going for her Master's degree in African Cultural and Creative Arts." He gives me a 'what the crap are you talking about? Face'. "The one thing that keeps her sane?" He still doesn't understand. "Her obsession, her Orgasm." Who the hell calls their Job their Orgasm? Yeah, Jenny. With the thought of me calling mass communication my Orgasm creeps up and I shuddered. "Oh...yeah, Wow! That's amazing. You should be happy for her Xena. Wait. You're not happy for her?"

CHAPTER 1: OBSESSED WITH MY YOGA INSTRUCTOR'S ASS JAX'S POV I'm a fucking creep. I know this. I've accepted it. I've made peace with the fact that I'm a twenty-eight-year-old man who takes yoga classes he doesn't need just so he can stare at his instructor's ass for an hour and then jerk off in the gym showers like a goddamn degenerate. My name is Jax Torres. I work in tech, make good money, have a nice apartment, and could probably get dates if I tried.

Jess just stood there as if her legs didn't work as the stranger reached out and smelt her hair. "Hey! What the hell are you doing you CREEP!" Jackie yelled as she ran over. "Let's go Jess." Jackie pulled her by the arm and they rushed for the door. Jess could hear the guy talking to himself as he watched them leave, "Such a pretty girl, I'm gonna getcha pretty girl." Jess noticed that he was missing a few teeth when he smiled at her through the storefront window. "What a creep, what the hell was wrong with that guy? He was probably some kind of pedophile. Why did you even let him close enough to touch you?" Jackie went on rambling as Jess sat in silence.

The girl pleaded to Jennifer. "Okay, no problem." Jennifer agreed. Crystal and Catherine smirked in triumph. "Give me that one." Jennifer pointed at another dress. "Ok Madam, wait a minute." The attendant girl went to get the dress for her. "Remember, never cross paths with me, dear. Your best friend once crossed paths with me, and she has been gone for years." Crystal grinned wickedly at Jennifer. "She's Xander's woman. Don't forget it." Catherine added. "Huh... woman or mistress?" Jennifer smirked.