Jesse York Novels & Stories

I wanted to run back and take the sheet fabric to cover my body again but I felt my knees weaken with how intense he was looking at me. He is not the Prince. He is the Alpha King Jacob—Alpha of the Moonlight Throne and King of all the thrones in the wilding forest. His gaze was already fixed in my eyes, yet I still felt it roaming over my body. “I-I’m sorry, Your grace. I didn’t mean to invade your privacy.” I bowed down to avoid his eyes. They were just pierced, and hot, and glaring. His stares could make anyone tremble in their knees. “Apology accepted. So you are my son’s new whore? The one he has taken on the night of choosing.” The sound of his footsteps drew nearer.

It had to. I nodded, my voice failing me. “Come in,” I finally managed to whisper. The door creaked open, and there he stood, filling the doorway with his towering presence. Jake was effortlessly commanding, even without saying a word. He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, his eyes dark, intense, yet somehow soft. Those eyes seemed to pierce straight through me, as if he could see into the very core of my being.

“Honestly, I felt like I didn’t have enough capacity to be a CEO, plus the case that tarnished my name made it excruciatingly hard for us to build Everdream Model Management. I wouldn’t have reached here without my husband and my BFF slash agent slash COO, Jessy Ronald!” “Is he here? Is that him?” The broadcaster pointed at Jessy, who was giggling behind the cameraman. “Yes! Come up here, Jessy! You deserve some spotlight!” I waved my hand and invited him to sit beside me, as did the broadcaster, who excitedly urged the crew to push Jessy forward. “Oh, I’m an introvert. It’s wrecking my nerves to come up here.” Jessy shrugged, his eyes wide, feigning a nervous smile.

Professor Pops hugged Jesse again. "Yeah, man. You gave us quite the scare," Troy added. Jesse smiled, but I noticed his dark face get ashy. "What's wrong, son?" Professor Pops asked. He took hold of Jesse, helping him remain sitting. "Nothing. Just a little hungry," he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "I got you, man." Troy opened his backpack. "It's jerky. That ought to help." Jesse took the bag. "Thank you," he said between bites.

“I am Professor Jasper from…” “Professor Jasper? As in the one professor we knew majoring in business laws?” I asked, looking at Nathan who wrapped his arm around me. I allowed myself to lay on his chest, relaxing in his embrace as he ran his hand over my stomach, resting his chin over my shoulder as he did.

Zoe Mug of steaming coffee in hand, I wound my way back to Isaac’s laptop. With an empty purse and a repair bill for a Jaguar I-Pace winging its way to me, I can’t afford coffee, but I can’t afford to not job hunt, nor will my finances stretch to reinstating my home internet service. On the slim chance I avoid jail time, I owe Isaac a class trip, Bella a school dress and I need new shoes. I googled Greyson’s fancy car. The eyewatering starting price stands at eighty thousand dollars. My house isn’t worth eighty thousand dollars. I can only imagine the horrific repair bill. The custom made watch he sported wasn’t much cheaper.

I am Jensen Daniels, the biggest name in New York aside from Joseph King. “This isn’t a request Jensen. It is an order. You may run shit in New York but it is because I allow it. I am still the boss here and you will follow my orders while you are here. Do I make myself clear?” I was furious, but I would need Mike’s help if I wanted to take Joseph down. “Fine. I will come for her in the morning. Make sure she is ready.” I turned and stormed out of the room and out to my car. I drove to the safe house that I would be staying at with Lynn. Jacob and Dillion had already gotten the house set up with the help of some of Mike’s men. They had installed new cameras all over the house and the grounds

“Let me introduce you, Sir York. This is Jesse Xavier from one of the top ten families. He’s the young master of the Xavier family and also the last disciple of the Dragon Guards’ master. “It wouldn’t be far-fetched to call him the next successor either.” Harvey squinted at Jesse before smiling faintly. “We’ve met before.” Eliel’s gaze was filled with shock. He did not expect that the two had already met. Jessie smiled back after seeing Harvey’s expression. “Should I be calling you Prince York or Representative York?” “Whichever you prefer,” Harvey replied. “Of course. Jesse sized up Harvey. “One of my sisters is your secretary, and the other’s your enemy.

I have two daughters, one fifteen, one fourteen. Please, James Thorne. *** Dear James Thorne, We have considered your application. Unfortunately, you have been declined. Sincerest apologies, Alpha of Desire. *** Your Royal Highness, Alpha of Desire, I'm applying again... Sometimes I believe you don't actually pick anyone from my part of town. Maybe the newly appointed Alpha Asher will select me and my daughters. I am still a father, balancing three jobs now, with two daughters, one seventeen, and one eighteen.

"I step away to use the restroom, and you're done playing already?" I looked over and saw a man approaching in a dark gray athletic outfit. He was just as tall as Isaac, with an air of casual affluence in his features. He also looked about the same age as Isaac. Isaac glanced at him and said evenly, "This is Micah Holmes from the Holmes family of Jervia. He's a friend of mine." Then, he turned to Micah and added, "This is Josie York, a journalist from The Weekly Report."