Jinx 33 Novels & Stories

" Jin whispered. Felix was surprised when the two goddesses turned into a ball of light and flew to Jin's location. "Hahaha! Do you think that because there are three of you to fight me, you can now beat me? Are you dreaming? Hahaha!" Felix are still confident. "We won't know, if we don't try ..." Jin replied while smiling, his normal expression was shown on his face. "All right! Let's do this!" Felix replied with his vile grin. He pointed his right palm to Jin while his left hand holding on his right wrist. His palm lit up then released a large spirit ball to blow up Jin.

A heavy iron lift appeared, heading deep into the fortress. I scooped Jinx up, sheets and all. She was burning a fever so intense it felt like holding a dying star. "It's going to be fine Jinx," I said to her. "Calhoun... please... it’s burning..." she cried clawing her fingers into my shoulders "Focus, Jinx. Do not fight the bone break," I hissed, though the cruelty I usually wore like armor was starting to feel heavy. Very heavy. We descended into the dark basement and I laid her in the center of the cold runic floor.

Ezra teased me. "Don't even try. I'm not going to fall into your trap. You guys must be monsters to eat like that." I said. "Well, aren't we all?" Ezra asked, twirling the salt shaker on the table. "A monster resides in everyone. It's just a matter of choice when a person decides to unleash it." "Wise words," Flint said. An old Jukebox in the corner was playing songs from the eighties. It played Take on me by A-ha. I really liked that song a lot. The diner had the lovely retro look going on as if I'd walked into the 80’s era.

Her faint scent still lingered in the air. Her jewelry box was there, but it was half-empty. I opened the remaining boxes, looking for the gifts I’d given her. In the first box was an obsidian bracelet. In the second, another identical obsidian bracelet. In the third, the same bracelet again. Three of them. Three identical bracelets. I remembered. The first was for her birthday last year. The second was for our anniversary. The third was the "apology" from a few days ago. I had given her the same gift three times.

Everything in our home revolved around her, as if she owned the house. Recalling my bitter past, I wanted to slap myself. Why didn't I just walk away when I still had the chance? Andrew slammed on the accelerator. As if something had just occurred to him, he frowned and muttered, "Well played, Jovana. No wonder I haven't heard from you in three years—you've been out there messing around with some other man." Watching him clench his jaw in anger, I wanted to slap him across the face. A blind, heartless scum like him had no right to accuse me!

Her laugh was infectious and I smiled back at her. “I don’t know about that” I managed to spit out feeling a little embarrassed. “Oh sweetie, it's obvious, come on.” Cynthia chuckled. “Did you want another drink?’ Sebastian asked me, his hand on my shoulder. We had definitely got rid of the awkwardness and now it felt like he was my date. “I’m good thank you". “Jayden come and get a drink with me" Sebastian said as the beautiful boy jumped down from his seat and grabbed Sebastian’s hand.

I asked myself silently. “Someone . . . Someone . . . Someone . . .” she tried to say something, bringing her laughter under control. She managed to sit upright, and continued what she was trying to say. “Someone who doesn’t believe in superstition is gradually reaping the fruits of superstition against his own conviction. He carried someone today, and probably had his chest rubbed with breasts,” she said teasingly. I knew she was referring to me indirectly, but I decided not to reply her. I quickly shifted her focus back to the fireflies. “So fireflies with their bright lights, and flying zigzag means what?”

Shawn's face was almost full of different shapes while Jade's face was barely drawn on. The tables turned and Shawn's team began to win and Shawn wrote a letter on her forehead for each win. At the end of the game, Shawn's team emerged as the winner. On his face were a mustache, a variety of shapes, and a hippo while on Jade's face was written: JADE IS A LOSER!!!

Xing Li Zhi feels likes to kill someone when he heard Lee Jin Said the sentences . " Three hundred thousand and twenty thousand yuan . " Lee Jin suddenly added . " Shit !!!!!! The childish voice suddenly heard from their room . Well they are only in room three and they are divided by room four where old man Tang and his old man group sit . " Aiyoooo our young miss angry ." Lee Jin tease her ... " Well , three hundred thousand and thirty thousand yuan ." Su Ling added . " Stop it Lee Jin ... let her have it ." Juan whispers to Lee Jin . He already can see the coldness in Xing Li Zhi's eyes.