Jinx X Silco Novels & Stories

Quincy’s eyes widened the second she saw Zion standing beside me. “Zion?” she repeated slowly as she walked up to us with her hand firmly wrapped around her teddy bear. I hated seeing her with it. Did Silas win it for her? Zion’s fingers tightened around mine for the briefest second before he let go calmly. Silas stared at us, his eyes lingering on our hands for a second before he looked up. "I didn't expect to see both of you here," Quincy started as she tightened her hand on Silas's. "This is Silas Sinclair, my special friend. Silas, this is Zion, the top male student at the medical school. "

The huntsman looked up, eyes reflecting both loyalty and surprise. “I need your help,” Ryker said, stepping close. “You brought Trixie to me that night and started everything. Now, that bond needs strength again.” He paused, meeting Droco’s steady gaze. “Silas is coming, his forces marching. We’ll need someone who knows Ridge terrain, their scouts, their camps. Someone who can move unseen and gather what they need.”

Hector shouted, but the officers ignored him, cuffing him alongside Emma. My body lay on a stretcher, draped in a white sheet. My face was untouched, but the rest of me was charred, barely recognizable. Just as he'd wanted, I'd perished in that fire. Hector stood over my remains, a flicker of doubt creeping into his eyes. "What's this supposed to mean?" he asked. "This body is your wife, Sienna Jent. The person you've been looking for these past three months." The words hit him like a slap.

“The pleasure is all mine, s—Jaxon .” Dad glanced between Jaxon and me, worried. Maybe he finally realized that he’d thrown me to a wolf. Dad tried to intimidate my future husband with a dark look, but a sheep didn’t become a predator by wearing a wolf fur, and Dad had never been more than prey among the blood-thirsty monsters in our circles. Jaxon straightened, ignoring Dad, and motioned toward his companion. “That’s my right hand and Consigliere, Felix .”

"Bullshit. I'm not twelve, Sierra. I'm giving you one more chance." So much for trying. My head dipped low, and I drew a shaky breath as I lifted it up. "I'm sorry." Scarlett's brows rose, and for a split second her mouth opened; she clearly didn't believe me. "I thought you were better. You know the rules; the Vixens are exclusive. We do not sleep with customers, not even if they're VIPs." Lifting my head up, I protested. "It was one kiss; I've not been sleeping with Dante."

Alex nodded and left his room for hers to get ready for her date with Josh. ************** The Bleak Bugatti drove into ZICO's hideout on the outskirts of GreyWave. Senior Bleak had known his hideout through the bug on Luke. He had traced Luke to this place and pledged he would visit ZICO and here he was, visiting ZICO. Senior Bleak knew it was dangerous for him but he cared less. ZICO has done enough and it's high time he stopped this game of his and lets the Bleak Family be. "Sir, are you sure you don't want me to go with you?" Silas asked Senior Bleak, he was afraid for his boss. He knew it was not safe for his boss to be alone while meeting with ZICO.

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.’

I continued, smirking as I saw fear flash through his eyes but it was gone as soon as it appeared. "I don't have a son." He scoffed. "Right you don't. Aiden relocated to Australia. He is twenty two and almost done with college." "Fuck you, Silas. Don't you dare touch a strand of his hair." Rico barked. "Oh, don't worry we don't need him for anything. Knowing that you are no longer on the surface of the earth is enough for us." I winked at him. Jax pressed the bullet more into him. Rico looked like he had a lot more to say but he kept it in, closing his eyes and waiting for his death to come.

A woman with a broken spiral tattooed across her throat. “No,” Dalen spat. “She brings delay. We don’t need silence. We need answers. And if she won’t give them” A quiet ripple through the bloomlight silenced the rest of his sentence. They all turned. Siran had moved. Just a hand. Just a shift in posture. But it was enough. The spiral beneath her pulsed once, glowing faintly in response. And the wind, which had been still, whispered one word none of them could quite catch but all of them remembered differently.

The air in the sacred grove was thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and the raw, untamed power of two rival Alphas. Xyrex, his massive frame taut with restless energy, paced before the ancient stone altar. His black hair was a wild mane, and his eyes, the color of molten amber, burned with a possessiveness that could scorch the earth. Across from him, Zhilax stood with a predator’s stillness, his lean muscles coiled. His silver eyes, cold and sharp as shards of winter moon, tracked Xyrex’s every move. The fate of their packs, the Blood Moon and the Shadow Fang, hung in the balance between them, a fragile peace shattered by a single, undeniable truth.