Jinx Novels & Stories

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¿

I asked. "It hit straight to voicemail," Ezra said. "I've got an idea." Ezra said, and then in a very accurate Jigsaw voice impersonation he asked, "Do you want to play a game?" Flint appeared bored, but I knew he was amused. "Sure, if it doesn't include getting any of my body parts chopped up." Back in his normal voice, Ezra continued. "Your partner, Scott and you against me. Two teams." He pointed at himself. "The first team that manages to get to the killer, wins."

Standing above me was that stupid whore Aliyah or whatever the fuck her name was. She looked down at me, her eyes looked crazed as she started to come at me she yelled. “You stupid bitch Jensen is mine. He just doesn’t realize it yet.” I quickly rolled out of the way then swiped my leg under hers taking her to the ground. I may act innocent, but I was raised by a gang leader and he taught me how to protect myself. As she hit the ground she screamed out in frustration and then I was on top of her. I could hear her mumbling something as I started to pound her face. I felt the crack of her nose and saw her eyes go wide. She was able to throw me off of her and stood up quickly as I did the same.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

*Zayn* I trusted Alexis with my life but the think was that I didn't trust that other guy Jonathan around her. I couldn't trust any guy around her. I mean...take a look at her. Who wouldn't want to have that woman in his bed even for once? It was the first time I was experiencing this jealousy, this green fever that made my heart pound like crazy and make my mind build up scenarios that only made me more anxious than I already was.

I lifted my head and made eye contact again with a pair of red eyes filled with hatred and… jealousy? But this time his eyes were a lot closer than before… A loud scream penetrated the walls of the arena as I felt Syria try to help me up but she couldn’t. “Syria, you have done well. As a reward, I shall grant you the freedom you begged me for,” the man named Zane says which made me stop. I managed to turn and look at Syria who looks shocked and confused at the same time, or is it just another pretense? Her shoulders trembled while she stood on her knees, looking up at him in fear as the man stood before her and touched her forehead. A small blue light was released into her and she gasped bef

The chain was adjustable, allowing Aqua to wear the pendant at just the right length so that it rested over her heart. As she wore it, Aqua noticed the stone's clarity, reflecting her calm and balanced state of mind. Whenever she felt at peace, the pendant remained clear and pristine. However, when her emotions stirred, the pendant would change. A slight hue of blue appeared when she felt sadness, while a warm golden tone emerged during moments of happiness. If anger or fear took hold of her, the gemstone would darken, turning a deep, unsettling black.

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

the father exclaims with a mixture of concern and anticipation. Once they completed the task of undressing me, I writhed in agony and let out a piercing cry. My bones seemed to be rearranging themselves in an excruciating manner, and I couldn't help but wonder how many times they had to do so before it was over. Finally, I lay on my bed, panting heavily, trying to catch my breath. ‘Greetings, Skyler. My name is Jinx, and I apologize for not being able to shift until now. I was imprisoned until you encountered the Scarabs, who were able to remove the lock that had been placed on us.’

It was aggressive and loud—spiked shoulder pads, a mohawk made of holographic flames, and a leather jacket that said BORN TO FRAG on the back. "You can't call shotgun, Leo," Jinx said, leaning against a stack of virtual tires. She looked like a futuristic racer, wearing a suit made of white and pink carbon fiber, holding a racing helmet under her arm. "I'm the designated driver. My Agility stat gives me +20% Vehicle Handling. If you drive, we flip in the first turn."