Jinx Kennedy Novels & Stories

Madden marched out,, leaving her in the room. Adeline let out a loud exhale, looking at her gun and remembering the moment she pulled the trigger on Stravinsky. No doubt, that moment will be engraved in her head forever. "Micheal!" Jinx rushed in. She turned around. "Jinx" she slightly smiled, and Jinx gathered her in a hug which she quickly broke. "Man, you killed Stravinsky? Gawd damn it! I'm so fucking proud of you! I can't believe this!" Jinx gushed, her eyes shinning with awe.

Now revenge carried a price and that price might be Shannon's happiness. Kennedy looked once more at the photograph in his hand. "I won't abandon my promise." His voice was quiet but unwavering. "I won't." A long pause followed. "But..." His eyes drifted toward the ceiling, toward the room where Shannon sat alone. "...I won't sacrifice our daughter either."

Kennedy pointed toward Fiona. “Could you do to Fiona what you did to Janelle?” “Of course not!” His mother answered immediately. “Fiona is my daughter.” Kennedy's expression became disgusted. “And that fat fool Janelle is trash, a complete nobody!” I almost smiled. His mother had just handed him exactly the answer he needed. Kennedy nodded slowly. “Thank you for stating the obvious. Because, as you can see, my beautiful wife is nothing like Janelle.” He pulled me closer.

Something sharp and sour underneath. Then I saw him. Kennedy was sitting on the couch in the dark living room, only the TV lighting up his face. His eyes were bloodshot, red and glossy like he hadn’t blinked in hours. He turned his head slowly when he heard me come in, and I felt my heart drop straight into my stomach. He was high. Really high. “Why are you wearing a man’s jacket?” he asked, voice slurred a little, but sharp enough to cut me. I froze for a second. Then I swallowed hard. “I… I was cold at the charity event. Mr. Nikandros gave me his jacket.”

"Is that you, Felix?" Felix turned, surprised to see the person who had just called his name. It was Kennedy, who was present during the destruction of Crimson Sage Sect. He was initially going to protect Jaden, but he ended up switching sides. He was wearing a blue suit, indicating his affiliation with the Saphira family. "Uncle Kennedy!" Giovanni and the other Saphira family members present quickly bowed respectfully to Kennedy, indicating his considerable status. "What's this? Do you want to protect Calum of Meadowspring?" Kennedy asked.

Harper- My knee bounces nonstop as I sit on the side of the bathtub. “Harper, for the love of the moon goddess stay still” Nina says besides me as we watch the numbers on her phones countdown clock wind down. “I can’t help it” I say feeling a strange mixture of excitement, fear, nausea and I don’t know what else but I can’t help it. Ever since the first time Nixon knotted we’ve been going at it like a couple of jackrabbits in a never ending heat.

I grinned happily, pulling out his wrinkled cheeks like a little curious girl. "Happy new year, Aunt!" I beamed at my stepmom too before sliding in for a tight hug. She was looking so beautiful as always in her bold box black braid that was styled in an updo and a signature African-style gown with golden ornaments that were glistening against her deep dark brown skin. "Happy New Year, darling; good to see you again." She patted me on my back lovely, and I smiled warmly at her. "This isn't Jasper." The cranky voice of my dad gave out, squinting his eyes curiously at Vince, who was standing beside the couch, looking lost. So foolish of me to be taken away by my emotions, forgetting a full-grow

she has a look on her face that tells me she is telling the truth, but she could just be a good actress. “After he dropped you at home that night, I made sure to have my rogues get you once he was gone.” Jaxson must be going crazy. I hope Annie and John can keep him calm and keep him on track, if she really plans to kill me, then I pray the moon goddess will at least help him to be happy and bless him with a mate who will truly love him and help him to guide his pack with a true heart.

Kane moved on autopilot showering, changing into a fresh black tee and jeans, then heading down to his garage. His fingers hovered over the keys of his favorite car, but at the last second, he grabbed the ones for his truck instead. Tonight, he was driving slow. It was nearly 8 PM when he arrived at the underground boxing venue. And he knew she would be there. The moment he stepped inside, the scent of sweat, metal, and blood hit him like a punch to the gut. The dim lights flickered overhead, casting deep shadows against the caged ring. Voices murmured, bets were whispered, and in the background, the steady thud, thud, thud of fists hitting punching bags filled the silence.

The pendent is hidden under her shirt like always. Kennedy speaks as the shower creaks on, "She is your chew toy's sister?" "Hendrick," I lean against the counter he sits at but avoid looking at him, "And Jayden is his cousin." "She's a peculiar Wolf...there's something different about her," He mulls it over. My face flushes when his eyes flicker over my face and smirks, "No matter. I came to talk about you, not your friend." It doesn't come as a surprise. Kennedy and I haven't spoken since we arrived at Solari, much less talk about my incidents on the road. Still, there isn't much to tell him-aside from the dreams about Zemira.