Jinx X Oc Novels & Stories

Name: JIN Class: Necromancer Aura: Demonic Aura (Purple) Level: 0/60 Exp:0/2000 HP:1100 CON:110 (1 CON= 10HP) DEF:300 DEX:60 (1DEX= 5 DEF) ATK:75 STR:25 (1 STR= 3 ATK) MP: 210 INT:42 (1INT= 5MP) Speed :47 AGI:47 (1 AGI = 1 Speed) [Skills: Gluttony(Epic).Stealth(Mystic), Enhanced(Elite), Calm down(U), Amplify(Mystic), Poison Mastery(Elite),Biokinesis(Elite), Dash(R)]

He has tried many times to get them to step down and submit but he feels like they have already sworn allegiance to Caleb and there is no other option but to do away with the once who no longer fall in line with his father. After some time of the battle and many lives lost, Jaxson and Caleb are still fighting, and Caleb has lost a lot of energy and Jaxson has finally taken him down and when Jared looks over to where they are he can see that Jaxson had Caleb pinned with him mouth around his neck and is growling for him to submit. “SUBMIT!!! Give up your Alpha title and let Jared have his rightful place back.” Jaxson manages to use his mind link of Caleb, but only because they are all in wolf

I hoped my attempt at a sultry whisper landed, his eyes flashed dark again, and the sapphire orbs scanned mine, looking for any drop of doubt. "You sure?" We hadn't been intimate since I'd come home. I had spent over a month in the infirmary; they put me in a medical induced coma. My body needed to heal from the silver wounds and the toxic mixtures of wolfsbane, wolf lichen, ketamine, and benzodiazepines. Once they finally woke me up, I had to stay for continued watch on my vitals and the baby. I'd been released a few weeks ago, but Zac has been busy with pack and Great Council dealings and thinking I was made of glass.

I still have to leave this town because I just know that I can't find the peace I need to live with my curse if I stay here. A new, totally different environment is what I need and what I intend to get from Georgia. It's calm, quiet, serene and the best place for a calm restart or in my case the best place to understand and accept myself for what I am-JINXED. As she stated, mom made some calls, pulled some strings and now I own a well-furnished apartment, a really cool job-considering I've only just completed High School. She was gonna get me a car too but I completely rejected that.

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!

When the nurse brought her medication, she'd scream in terror, "Jinx! Jinx! Stay away from me!" She refused to take her meds or eat. It was like she had trapped herself in the ten years when she called me a jinx. Doing this was her way of living through my torment. I watched her and felt a pang of sympathy for her. Then, I hated myself for it. No one sympathized with me back then. "Sharon! Sharon, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! You're not a jinx. I am," she cried out hysterically. "No!" she said bitterly. "It's all Mr. Reyes' fault! He lied to me! He ruined Sharon's life! Sharon, if you're seeking revenge, go after him!"

Jinx's Pov "Your pussy tastes like strawberry baby, arch your back a little bit more, I want to see just how round that ass is." I heard my fated mate whisper to Yvonne, our beta's daughter. "Don't take your tongue out Derrick, I'm going to squirt all over!" She screamed ecstatic. I am Jinx Valerie, an Omega by rank and for years, I’ve been in love with my Alpha, Derrick Donovan. Tonight was my eighteenth birthday, the night I finally found out he was my fated mate. I went to his room, heart pounding, ready to confess everything but getting there, I found him with one of my bullies, Yvonne Williams.

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."

The craziness at FIFA speaks for itself. As a forward and the team captain, when I do get recognized on the street, I tend to get mauled. Hence the need to hide behind boxes. Plus I'm having some trouble with my corner shot so I'm in a cranky-ass mood. God help the fan who tries to talk to me about it. As I'm grabbing a thirty-pack of Ozarka water on sale, I hear a screaming baby. Who the hell would have a kid out this late? In the condom aisle, I grab my trusty brand. I usually go through a box when we're on the road.

JAX There are a lot of perks to being a shifter, but shifter healing has to take the cake. Theo landed some solid blows to my face last night- when I got back to my room and looked in the mirror, I was a damn mess; all black and blue and puffy with one eye nearly swollen shut. When I woke up this morning, though? Not a scratch. Other than some dried blood caked in my eyebrow from where it split, you wouldn’t even be able to tell that my best friend tried to beat my face in after finding out I was banging his sister. It’s like I’m stuck in a damn soap opera- Days of our Lives: werewolf edition.