Jey Novels & Stories

They get to me and one slap me What's your name he scream at me Boss : Jay-Z , king Kong leave her They leave me Boss : what just happened I remember all what happened clearly Jasmine : the first guy takes three steps cause he is on rage for me not to reply you and the second takes four cause he is less on rage than him , the first guy slapped me with a little release in his strength maybe just to scared me you called them and they both takes four four step back now thier not angry and they are expecting what you will do and now all you do next is to asked me question Boss : woww the doctor is right her brain is not ordinary Jasmine: please what's my name Boss : you're the queen the blood fo

Dark blonde hair somehow looking tousled and messy yet perfectly placed. As Theo steps aside, Jax comes fully into view. He’s dressed in a simple black t-shirt, the fabric straining against his thick biceps and broad chest. It does little to disguise his impressive physique underneath- the dips and curves of firm, hard-earned muscle. His jeans sit low on his hips, a perfect fit. As I drag my gaze back up to his face, I see that he’s checking me out, too, raking his eyes over my body. They pause and linger on my bare legs- I’m in a loose, long-sleeved navy cotton dress, and while it’s not the cutest thing I own it’s comfortable as hell. From Jax’s hungry gaze, he seems to approve.

The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement. Dana was not planning to stay idle throughout her stay in California so she decided to research about the CRUZ company. It was created by the Cruz couple and when Manuel died, Henry took over as the CEO. Dana had to confess that she had been hearing of the CRUZ company in the past years during her stay in Italy. Their works were distributed worldwide and sold in many different countries. Their designs were superb and so were the paintings which were made by their first son.

My feet thud on the ground and I almost smirk at the look some of these people are giving me, I'm wearing some black leather pants, black boots, a black shirt tucked in, and my black leather jacket. My hair is wrapped into a ponytail and I probably look like some of these villains out of a W*****d story. I smirk at them and enter the elevator and press the PH among the button and watch as the door goes up to the penthouse. The elevator door alerts me of my arrival, and again Joe and His colleagues are here. “Ah look who it is, Joe” His eyes narrowed, but he didn't say anything “I'm here to see your boas, Josiah”

The rest of us had never had any complaints about Mingyu being our leader whatsoever. Our eldest member, YoonJae, was one of our main vocalists. His given name was Yoon Jaehyeon but he found YoonJae way cooler for a stage name and went with that. He was 20 years old at the time of debut and had always been one of the most certain members of S.T.A.Y pre-debut. While I myself almost got cut twice, Jaehyeon had always held fast to his position. With how careful he was about fan-service and how good a producer he was, it really was no surprise. He was also a small-time model and had already played minor roles in two very popular movies. He was, for obvious reasons, the highest net-worth member o

He winked at me before walking down the stairs and rushing toward his car as I looked at the glass of orange juice and pushing it aside. “Rough night?” A man asked from beside me. I raised an eyebrow and turned to look at him, watching as he smiled. His hand had a phoenix tattoo, and judging by his scent, I could tell that the man was an Alpha. “And you’re choosing to forget about it by drinking orange juice?” “I don’t drink alcohol.” I said, and he chuckled before nodding at my stomach. “I can tell, your child’s heartbeat beats you to that.” He said, and I laughed. He extended his hand to me, and I raised an amused eyebrow. “Malakai, but friends call me Kai.”

I plastered a fake smile on my face, trying to hide my disappointment as I looked at her. “No, it’s perfect, and you look beautiful. However…that… happened, it’s part of you, and I say fucking own it.” Determination filled her voice as she crossed her arms over her chest. “I knew I fucking liked her.” Celeste smirked. “She is a fantastic hype-woman, isn’t she.” I laughed in agreement. “Take it off and give it to me so I can buy it for you.” Maeve said, placing her hands on her hips with a look that said she would be willing to fight me on this if she had to.

As Ejay seethed with anger, Gia met his gaze, her voice steady but firm. Gia: "Your name will always be remembered, Ejay. Not for your wealth or power, but for the pain and suffering you've caused." Ejay's expression was contorted with a mix of indignation and denial. "You think you can tarnish my legacy? My name commands respect, fear, and power!"

Elianna rushed all the way to the kitchen door and exclaimed, "Jayson!" In the spacious kitchen, Jayson had clearly taken control. Jayson, the eldest of her four brothers, was not only the tallest but also the most fit. Standing at 1.92 meters, his physique was the result of both natural gift and years of hard training as a special forces soldier. His features were sharp, with a chiseled jaw, piercing eyes, and a high nose. After years of rigorous duty, his fair skin had been replaced with a healthy, tanned glow.

I accepted his hand. A smile formed on his face. “You are welcome, buddy. I'm Jayden, but they call me god of the jungle here.” He said. “Now I see why I liked you at first sight; our names both start with the letter J.” He smiled. “I just hope yours doesn't stand for jail like my own, because the time I spent in jail is much compared to the one I spent free.” He added. My mouth opened widely, but no words came out of it.