Novel & Cerita Jinx X Reader

Kaelen rumbled softly. ‎ ‎"Sorry, Alpha," Jinx mumbled, looking ashamed. "I just... I drank from the stream near the north ridge. I was thirsty." ‎ ‎Kaelen’s hand stilled. His jaw tightened. ‎ ‎"The north stream," Kaelen repeated, his voice dropping to a dangerous register. "I told you that sector was off-limits." ‎ ‎"I know," Jinx whispered. "I'm sorry." ‎ ‎"Rest now," Kaelen commanded, smoothing the blanket. "Rhea will bring you soup. If you get out of this bed before I say so, I'll have you scrubbing pots with Celeste for a month."

“I thought you were older than she is and would know more tricks.” He just smiles at me knowing that he isn’t going to answer that. I know he’s more than a few thousand years, because he’s an immortal but that’s all I know about this guy. He won’t talk a lot about his past, or even what he is. All I do know he’s strong as Raven and me, he also heals as fast as Raven, but he’s not a werewolf, nor a vampire or even witch. “Don’t worry Phoenix, I been in contact with Anastasia Snow to get more info on Jaelyn, and she suggested that I put my attention on a guy named Zachariah Vasileios.”

Captain Jaxen was a straight, battle-hardened military commander on Earth until an explosion killed him. He wakes up in a luxury hotel room inside the weak body of a disgraced corporate heir. Worse, this body just went through a rare second differentiation from a proud Alpha into a fragile Omega. Before Jaxen can process his new reality, a sudden flood of memories hits him. He realizes this body belongs to the ultimate rival of Ares Sterling—the city’s most ruthless billionaire Alpha. When Ares walks into the room, Jaxen tries to punch him like a true soldier. But his new body is burning with an intense heat, and his punch is completely useless. Ares easily catches his hand, pins him to t

I buried my face in the pillow to scream as he railed me, one hand reaching around to rub my clit. “You’re creaming so much for me, Lila. This kittie was made for my cock. Gonna fill you up. Gonna pump so much cum into this womb you’ll be leaking for days.” The dirty talk sent me over the edge again. I came with a muffled wail, body shaking as he buried himself deep and erupted. Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded my insides, pulse after pulse until it was overflowing and dripping down my thighs. We collapsed together, sweaty and panting. Jax stayed inside me, holding me close as we came down. He kissed my shoulder, my neck, my cheek — soft and almost loving.

Alex's hand found my thigh, his fingers tracing a path up to the apex of my legs. He slid one inside me, and I gasped. "You're so tight," he said, his voice strained. Jack watched, his eyes dark with lust. "I want to feel that," he said, his hand moving to his own pants. They positioned themselves around me, their bodies a wall of heat and desire as Alex guided Jack's cock to my entrance, and with one swift motion, Jack pushed inside. The sensation was a delicious fullness. Jack's rhythm was unrelenting, his eyes locked on mine as he drove into me. Alex's mouth found my nipple again, his other hand playing with the wetness between my legs; the pressure built, a crescendo of sensation that ha

FEYA "Get out," Maya snapped, stepping between him and my corner of the room. Her combat boots clicked loudly against the floor. "She is having a severe sensory overload because of your stupid blog post, and you walking in here like a wrecking ball isn't helping." Jaxson didn't look at her. His piercing blue eyes were fixed entirely on me. He took a slow, deliberate step around Maya and dropped to one knee, lowering his posture until he was at eye level with my curled-up form.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

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.

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!"

ex hanging heavy in the air. He grinned down at me, that dominant glint in his eyes making my heart race. 'You want more, Zoe? You want me to fuck this tight little pussy until you can't take it?' His voice is a low growl, vibrating through me as he leans forward, his chest pressing against my bent legs, folding me almost in half.