Jinx 33 Novels & Stories

She’d dug deep for that sexy, flirty woman that Zeke (no, not Zeke, Silver) had responded to, the woman that she’d once been and lost, and given the three men a wicked grin. “Thick as my wrist,” she’d drawled, heart thumping as she wondered if she was going too far, “and juicy enough to run off my chin.” A few seconds of silence. And then – “Holy Lord,” Jinx had breathed as the other two had laughed long and loud. “Clearly we shouldn’t let the prim little blouse fool us, huh? No way any of us is going to get the better of you, you sassy minx. Honey, you’re gonna be just fine here.”

If this is his way of apologizing, I'll take it. "I'm gonna guess that's the end of dinners with his family?" Geni asks as we trot down the steps to our seats, yard-long margaritas in hand. "No idea. I assume he doesn't want to take me to his mother's house anymore. Are we in the same row as before?" I ask, trying to balance my drink, nachos, and ticket at the same time. "No, we're down one more row." She's having no problem with the balancing act. "Right here." We find ourselves sitting next to Tiffany, the groupie. Geni rolls her eyes when she sees her already sitting down, mirror in hand, putting on lip gloss.

I asked. "No!" Jinx exclaimed. I was taken aback at her harsh reaction. She coughed and composed herself. "I mean, no. Mary will just get in my way. They were close friends remember?" "I do. Okay, go, but under one condition." Jinx raised an eyebrow. "Set up an orgy first for tonight before you go." She smiled at me coyly and nodded her head. "Consider it done." ______________ Jinx

he demanded, his grip on her wrist tightening just enough to show he meant it. "Fuck, Ekko, just do it," Jinx panted, her voice a mix of defiance and need, her body trembling under him. That was all the encouragement he needed. He thrust into her deeply, filling her completely, setting a relentless rhythm that had her crying out with every stroke. He angled his hips to hit deeper, his hands gripping her thighs to spread her wider, the sensation intense and overwhelming.

"Did Jax mention anything to you about an underground place for safety?" "Hold on, let me think." "Slow turd," Cage said blithely. "Wait, are you Cage Harrison?" One of the girls gasped. "Yes?" Cage responded sounding unsure. "Oh my gosh," the girls squealed except for Emma. "If you're him, then that Zharn is the Beta." "Yup," I replied. "What's your name and your twin in front?" I could sense their gazes averted to me even in the dark.

I felt dizzy as I prayed to every saint that I knew, begging for the test to turn out negative. My hands trembled while I stood inside the cramped bathroom of our apartment with its light still flickering, and panic swirling in my chest. I could practically hear how loud my heartbeat was—each thump felt like it echoed off through the small space. Please be negative. Please be negative. Please be negative.

A message from an unknown number lit up. Just three chilling words. You are next :)

"Come on." Daniel caught the look between us and grinned wider. "Listen to your sweetheart, Alpha. You're clearly crazy about her. What's the point of all that if you can't even do one small thing for her?" Jaxon groaned. "Don't make me want to kill you, Daniel." "Daniel, stop," Jane cut in, frowning. "Let them be. We can go somewhere else. Why do you want to third-wheel them?" "Third-wheel?" Daniel laughed. "There are two of us who are fucking." He shrugged. "And two of them who are fucking—with a little emotion mixed in. No one's third-wheeling anyone."

she scolds, but the grin on her face tells me she's not mad. I immediately avert my gaze from the guy. From what I saw though, he has a pretty good build and I think ginger-copper hair. "His name's Jamie" she informs, the grin on her face still wide as ever "Jamie Johnson. He's 17 and already has a college degree, has no girlfriend.. In fact I don't think he's ever had a girlfriend" she whispers the last part. I nod because what else do you do with information you're not interested in¿