Jinx X Isha Novels & Stories

Alex asked, worry evident on his face. "N-no. I just got startled." I chuckled nervously. Alex just smiled and pulled me towards him. He grabbed a bottle of shampoo before pouring some into my head. I honestly felt like a child being bathed by their parent after refusing to shower. Alex carefully massaged the shampoo into my scalp. I closed my eyes to prevent the shampoo from getting into my eyes. I dropped my head onto Alex's shoulder as he massages my scalp.

Valerie: The floor trembled again beneath my heels, subtle at first, then sharper, like the building itself exhaled in warning. My heart slammed against my ribs. “Valerie, what do you mean she’s fighting?” Xavier’s voice sharpened instantly. “Who is she fighting?” “I don’t know,” I whispered, staring down through the glass where Lisa stood unmoving, too still for a wolf, too still for anything with breath. “But she’s doing something. And the ground, Xavier, this isn’t normal. She is fighting us, the ground is shaking.”

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¿

They were so engrossed in lovemaking, they never noticed Jinx. “What a whore” he shook his head, extremely disgusted by their act. Unexpectedly, Jessica's eyes met with Jinx. She gasped, sharply withdrawing from the man she's making out with. “Jinx!?” she called, rushing over to him with a nervous smile on her lips. “Sweetheart, look, it's not what it looks like!” she rasped, obviously trying to explain herself—yeah. She's unaware that he knows. “Yo bitch!” the man she was with marched to Jinx and Jessica.

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.

Jax I blink my eyes open as a wave of pleasure courses through me, pulling me out of my half-asleep haze. The first thing I see is Quinn- her hazel eyes peering down at me from above, the mischievous glint in them telling me that I’m in for some of her delicious brand of trouble. Her long dark hair is swept to one side, cascading down like a curtain, the ends tickling my chest as she reaches out to press a finger to my lips.

Please read with caution. Almost three months had passed since I had moved in with Jax. I still have not made any headway with Isabella if anything things had taken a turn for the worst. My middle son Shawn and Isabella are constantly butting heads. Shawn is a bit of a wild child, but for the most part well behaved. He has a hyperactive personality, and sometimes he has difficulty concentrating. Isabella tends to provoke him until he acts rashly. This newest tension has caused some major issues between Jax and I.

It was a good thing he still managed to reach her despite what he must be going through in the hands of those scoundrels. Xavi watched in surprise as Isabel slumped on the floor, crying silently. This is the first time he’s witnessing his cousin cry and he felt partly responsible for it. To reduce his guilt, he immediately reached the seer of the Pride pack through the mind link, hoping he would be able to help their alpha. The pack seer arrived twenty minutes later just as Isabel was about to leave the house, in search of her mate since she now has a clue as regards to his location.

Then, he rose from his seat and walked towards me, his movement graceful and deliberate. I shivered, still seated as he crouched beside me. He leaned closer to my face and I tilted my head to look at him in the eyes. "If I will help you..." he whispered, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine. "You must give me something in return." "What do you want?" I asked in a low voice. His eyes gleamed with intensity. "I want you, Isabella" he whispered, his lips grazing my ear. I jerked back, shocked by his request. "Don Xander!" I exclaimed, my voice trembling.

He should've been a cheerleader I swear. Both Jackson and Michael gasp loudly. Moving so that I'm sitting on the couch in front of me instead of standing behind it, I can see both boys staring at Isabella in awe. There are one or two CDs on the floor that Isabella picks up before moving to the one seater to her right. "Wait you're Sphinx?" "Like secret, anonymous hacker dude Sphinx?" "Have you ever done work for Russians?" "Can you see my search history?" "But you're a girl."