Jey Novels & Stories

Jay settles in front of a laptop, eager to view the contents of the drive. With a sly grin forming on his face, Jay scoffs as he watches the video clip in its entirety. "Is this the best that bitch can do, Blackwood?" he remarks, confident in his own abilities. Blackwood, ever the loyal bodyguard, suggests editing the video to their advantage. Jay, a skilled editor of videos and images, swiftly takes charge. He meticulously edits the footage, manipulating it to serve their purposes. Lean back in his seat, a smirk adorns Jay's handsome face, radiating a sense of power and control.

"My father is a horrible man and he does horrible things. I've been running from him for all of my adult life. My brother D has me finally hidden away. This time it seems to be working." "Drake. Who is he?" "Joe Castaletta."

She still keeps in touch with MJ. Baby Jay, named after his father Jared, just turned two years old. MJ is pregnant with baby number two. Doctors have said this one is a girl. Jay takes his red hair and blue eyes after his mom. But his features are all his dad. Once MJ and Jared had their son, Jared's parents moved closer to spend more time spoiling their grandson and soon granddaughter. Jared was still a professional quarterback. They have a nice home, and a little yorkie named Bella. They only live forty five minutes from the MC clubhouse. The MC has asked Jared to prospect for the club, but he politely declined. Sports are his life, and MJ. MJ was happy with the decision.

“Thank you,” I said once the room had settled. “Some of you may not know me,” I began, ”so let me quickly introduce myself. My name is John Simmons, but my friends call me Jay.” “I asked the newlyweds for a few minutes because I have a confession to make.” Jenny almost stood up, but Daniel gently stopped her, and she stayed seated. The crowd began to pay attention. “About a year ago, I made a bet—which, as most of you probably guessed, I lost.” Laughter rippled through the room. Dad started watching Jenny, but her face gave nothing away.

“We just didn’t know how deep it ran.” Inside the house, the warmth of the hearth wrapped around her like an embrace. Kate and Jina were seated by the fire, each holding a cup of tea, while her father stood near the window, arms crossed but his eyes soft as they rested on Serena. Jina’s baby—a plump, rosy-cheeked boy wrapped in a knitted blue blanket—was nestled in her arms. “There’s my sweet nephew,” Serena cooed, hurrying over to the couch and gently lifting him from Jina’s arms. The baby made a soft sound, eyes fluttering open for a second before drifting back to sleep.

He will serve new CEO from now on. He’s Dawn Lewis. 23-year-old, a serious-workaholic-secretary in MBC. Everyone following his lead. He is super strict to schedules and time. He can only rest when they were home. He’s Yami’s best friend and his gay from head to toe. He became so beautiful and pretty. He has white, fluffy, soft and skinny skin. He has the same height as Yami. They both-adorable but monster in work. That’s their rules, btw.

~¶∆ FLASHBACK ~¶∆ Jay just signed with Center symbols agency as a rookie who just debuted. There are so many popular celebrities at that time so he was assigned to a rookie manager to start his career.It didn't sit down well with him and he thought he was been looked down upon. He was sulky when he entered the manager office. A new band she will be managing with him was also in her office.It was a band that consist of two boys and a girl.When he entered the room, he couldn't tell who was the manager cause everyone in the room were young. He assumed that there is probably another artiste that she will manage that he has not been informed yet.

They were AJ's eyes. Kyra sat back in her chair, trying to keep her mouth from dropping open in shock. AJ was Sheikh Ali Ahmed Al Ibrahim? Some part of Kyra's brain told her that it made sense. AJ — Ali — was from Al Jumeirah, Dubai. He'd been so careful not to reveal any details about his family. And AJ came from his first and middle names, Ali and Al Ibrahim.

He stated with a frown on his face, I didn't respond to him. "If you don't want to talk then listen, I'm about to tell you some spicy story because you are Rhyker's lover." He leaned against the car with an arm resting on the headrest. What does he want to tell me? "My name is Felix Gaielia." He introduced himself. I widened my eyes and looked at his outfit that was fancy, he didn't look like the men that were escorting me, brutally. Why does every man look so fucking hot but inside they are disgusting and horrible? I'm glad Rhyker is fucking hot than them, I mean he should be ranked as the hottest guy in the world.

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