Jett R34 소설 & 이야기

Guess it isn’t every day that they have guests from other packs over for dinner. “Theo, Brooke, these are my sisters,” Jax says nonchalantly, tossing a thumb in their direction and naming them off in order. “Jade, Jenna, and Juliet.” “I totally see the resemblance,” Juliet marvels, her eyes flickering between Theo and I. “Jaxy, how the hell did you miss that?”

“You’re right that Crescent Moon doesn’t have the numbers. Most of their pack are omegas and slaves.” “That’s a good segue into why we shouldn’t underestimate Alpha Jett,” Thea said. Alpha Sharpe raised his eyebrows. “Dad, we can’t tell anyone about what she’s going to tell you,” Misty said. “I’ll keep your counsel,” Alpha Sharpe said, looking at Thea.

Felicia gave Mason a quick look. "Give Jett a call. Inform him that he may begin writing his resignation letter if he doesn't arrive within twenty minutes. Mason gave a nod and went outside to make the call. Jett arrived precisely twenty minutes later, followed closely by Grady and Peter. Jett was thirty-nine years old, slender, and smart. His narrow eyes gave him a cunning, calculating appearance, but his spectacles gave him a bookish appearance.

Sam said while giving Jessie a bitter smile. "Ha ha ha," Jessie fake laughed. "Maybe because he is my little brother, Samantha." He said and caught his brother in a headlock and ruffled his hair. "He's fresh meat too Em," Jessie winked at me. "I may be younger but I am stronger." The boy laughed and shoved Jessie. The guy straightened out his leather jacket. "I'm Jett by the way." He introduced. Sam laughed. "How does it feel that younger brother is a heartthrob Jessie."

And I had to actually look for my partner. “Jett. Are you ready to go?” I asked. “Do I have a choice?” He asked. “Apparently not.” I said, looking at Tyler. So Jett walked back over to me and he got into his stance like he was ready to attack me, but the second he lunged at me I ducked out of the way and kicked him in the back of my knee which caused him to fall to his knees and I kicked him in the back of the neck and he fell to the ground.

Jett would have felt pity for him if it weren't for the fact that he was sure that they had killed Nir's warriors just an hour or two ago. "But, Bob-!" the man said again, sounded more worried than before. "Dammit, Rick!" the hunter yelled. "How many times do I have to tell you to not interru-!" Jett didn't let the man finish. He used the distraction to jump on him, making sure to sink his teeth into whatever flesh he could. He was expecting pain from bullets. His pouncing on their leader made them all start shooting in a flurry. But he focused on keeping his teeth tight around the man's neck. He wasn't going to rest until he heard the satisfying snap.

"Sure. I'm the black Range Rover." All I can think of is her sexy little jean shorts, her smile, and her spunky attitude. This is gonna be fun.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama TEN I grabbed his hand and with as much strength as I could muster, I pushed it away from my thigh. The sound of my underwear snapping back into place didn't go unnoticed as he chuckled darkly.

Her fated mate could very well still be out there. Stay calm Drake, stay calm. Literally everyone is watching you, Jett is watching you. When I first agreed to be Alpha alongside Jett to help with our growing numbers and vast land, we swore it would be an equal partnership. That he wouldn’t hold any type of authority over me. But that was all bullshit. Jett was the founder of Black Cove and he was a few years older than me. I may look like I could easily kill him in a fight, but anyone betting against him would be an absolute fool. He’s an absolute triple threat: brains, muscle and strategy.

Riyan didn’t respond to that, keeping his mouth shut while continuing to watch the scene, Jett’s fourth opponent approaching him, once again, circling each other before charging at each other. Riyan watched the way the man aimed at Jett’s injuries while the white hair Alpha did everything to dodge the blows but failing to notice that the force that went towards his injured leg and was struck, Jett let out a little cry as he fell on his knee while the man grabbed his shoulders and flipped him roughly on the sandy field. “Come on, get up bitch. I’m gonna enjoy crawling your face!” The man ordered, rushing towards Jett, who rolled over on the ground, once again dodging a heavy blow.