Jinx Backstory Novels & Stories

Aurora Even through my drunken haze, I saw every detail of Jaxon's face. Time hadn't touched him—he still looked as he had at twenty-eight, though few knew the tragedy beneath his charm. Fate forced him to kill his mate after she betrayed his pack, allying with the Bluemoon Alpha, her lover. Her affair sparked a war, costing lives and leaving Jaxon to bear the deepest betrayal as she handed his enemy the means to strike him hardest.

Naomi watched with a deep look as Jenna got farther and farther away from her. If she were to tell anyone her story, nobody would believe her. She grew up in a rich family, but she did not have a good life as she was the illegitimate daughter and has always been bullied and seen as out of place in the circle. Her father and her stepmother also held great distaste towards her and favored her sister. To get the favor of the Blaqk family, they sold her to Xander Blaqk to be his canary after getting wind of the fact that he had not gotten over his past love who left him for an older and richer estate owner because she did not know of his identity then. Naomi looked so similar to Xander's ex-love

POV of Jennifer I traversed the new landscape as I ran. The luscious blood of the tiny deer I gorged on still tasted in my mouth. I leapt over the downed cedar tree and began to walk along the tiny creek that took me back to the pack shack. It was peculiar. I've always been subject to other people's orders and have never experienced true independence. Terr let me behave however I wanted. I didn't trust him anymore. He is the only person to whom I have spoken outside the one question I asked him in the hospital. After a few days of healing, I spent my time scouting the pack's area and doing my best to stay away from everyone.

I was born with jinx speech, able to twist even good fortune into disaster. My mentor had sealed my powers in case I abused that ability, which would lead to bad karma. But now, I would take bad karma if it meant making Mark Stanley and Susan York pay for what they did! Still, Susan was furious from being hung up on and bombarded me with voice messages. "Do you think babysitting makes you a big deal, that the world has to suffer your tantrums because of that?! "A petty man like you doesn't even measure up to Mark's little finger!

Her smiling eyes changed into a glare at the mention of her mother and sister. "I don't have a mother or a sister," she uttered through clenched teeth, her saliva spewing out in front of her. "On the contrary, you do and they wish you'd come home." "So they can sell me again to the highest bidder? Na-ah. I'm happy here, High Elder. Now, if you don't mind, I need that envelope you keep moving away from me." Jinx quickly snatched the envelope from my grasp and walked back to Magnus, her round curvy hips moving side to side.

ALEXIA They aren’t dating! I wanted to do a dance around the court so badly due to how relieved and happy I was. Although I was aware if it wasn’t going to be Jinx, it was going to be someone else and did he mention she was into girls? Blinking away my thoughts, I tried to focus on the story he was telling me instead. “In a sense, the attention got worse and Jinx was getting harassed daily. It forced us both to face our fears instead of hiding away. She came out to her parents, and we have remained friends ever since.”

Turns out, Jinx’s original plan on the ship was to find someone to harm her. Lalisa recalled Owen Wilson, and in her memory, there was a man, an old man over 60, whom she had seen at the Grayson family’s banquet. Every evening, he would stare at her lecherously, and Jinx had even joked that she could marry into a prestigious family. Her own sister had sought to harm her. Jayce Sherwood sat there, gripping his glass tightly, his gaze turning icy. Three years ago, Jinx had planned to harm Lalisa in the darkness.

But I saw the relief in his posture. "Traffic was murder," Jinx quipped. She looked at me, her eyes widening as they dropped to my stomach. "Whoa. You swallowed a watermelon, Princess." "Good to see you too, Jinx," I said. "How did you get out?" "I didn't," she said, her smile fading. "They caught me. I spent three months in a Council black site before I broke out." She reached into her vest with her good hand and pulled out a small, encrypted data chip. She tossed it to Ashren.

Without this job, Julian wouldn’t be finishing university. I had to keep my head in the game. It was simply business. Only it wasn’t, for me at least. Somewhere between it all, the staged dated and shared dinners with his father and the crème de la crème, I had fallen for him and now I had thrust myself in a triangle I didn’t need to be in. We arrived at the Charity gala venue, it was a beautiful ballroom with crystal chandeliers and murals. Everything sparkled in the room.

“We’ve got questions. He tipped us off—sent coordinates, intel on Thornton’s mercs. But he’s a ghost. Why’d he help? What’s his endgame?” I stared at the steam rising from my cup. Jax’s backstory unspooled in my mind—fragments he’d shared in stolen moments, pieced together like a shattered mirror. “He ran away at sixteen,” I started quietly. “Foster system chewed him up. Mom OD’d when he was a kid. No dad. Survived on streets—dancing in underground clubs, dodging pimps and cops. That’s where he learned to disappear. To build hideouts like that bunker. He’s motivated by survival—always has been. But with me… it was more. Protection. He lost a boyfriend to Marcus’s side gigs years ago—overdose