Junkrat X Reader Novels & Stories

He looked calm, impassive as he read through the article again. Juliette sighed, looking at the brazen male who had suddenly grinned boldly. "These news people really have a way with words don't they," he murmured, his index finer playing with his bottom lip which was curved in a smile. "Tell me about it," Juliette muttered, rolling her eyes. Jaxon looked up, giving her a wink. "How long have you and Maya's mating been arranged?" Juliette asked suddenly. Jaxon froze, his muscles going ridged, his jaw tensed. He dropped the paper article he was holding.

If Jaren existed in a martial arts novel, he would definitely be the male lead! “Jaren, do you want to come in and bathe with me?” Juliet asked without a hint of shame. Jaren shook his head, clearly stating his rejection. However, Juliet ignored his reaction and grabbed his ankle without warning. With a forceful tug, she pulled him into the water. Following a loud splash, Jaren was now completely drenched. His silk-like white outfit clung to his body after getting wet, instantly outlining his perfect figure. Noticing the hint of shyness in Jaren’s flustered expression, Juliet doubled over in laughter.

Good. I didn’t want to think. I wanted to feel, to drown in something bigger than my own head. I rolled out of bed, naked, skin still tacky from last night, and grabbed the booklet from the nightstand. Pages of faces, bodies, names. I flipped to the men, scanning until one caught me, Jace, 32, built like a linebacker, dark eyes, a jaw that looked like it could crack stone. The kind of guy who’d ruin me and not ask questions.

'Warning- Hi, so I'm the author and I've come with a warning dear readers. This is in Jaxon's view, and you all know him to be a Mafia, which means this chapter will have discussions on illegal things. Things like rape, to trafficking and other things like that. I'm putting this warning for those who are sensitive to those stuff. So, beware…' Jaxon had to resist looking back to stare at her before finally turning the corners. How could one woman be so intriguing?

I asked. Jaxon shrugged and kept his eyes on his food. "I like to keep the mystery in the relationship," he said looking at me as he took a bite. He gave me a playful wink. I laughed at him and started to butter my toast. I took another bite of the eggs and suddenly I felt strange. It was like my body was rejecting it all. I knew I was going to throw up. I felt icky and instantly sweaty. I got up, ran to the hall bathroom and barely made it to the toilet.

“Will suffocate under the weight of her own foundations. Start pulling money from her art fronts first. Quietly. No noise, no trace.” Viktor nodded. “And Zane?” Jaxon’s eyes lifted, cold and certain. “He’ll come when the money dries. He always does.” For a moment, the two men were silent, the hum of the city bleeding through the windows. “She won’t forgive this,” Viktor murmured. “She doesn’t need to,” Jaxon replied. “She just needs to fall.” Upstairs, Raven watched the rain slide down the windowpane, streaking the skyline in silver veins. The city looked alive, but everything beneath it was dying, the corruption, the legacy, the lies, and they were the ones holding the match.

Chase warns him. “The weird little thing I couldn’t figure out has shown its purpose. It’s positioned perfectly at my clit, and it’s sucking while Hudelone rails into me. Heat burns through my bones, and I’m silenced by the pleasure that builds,” Jax reads aloud with a grin. “Okay, stop reading the fucking book!” Chase laughs, shaking his head as he walks off. “I’m reading them all. Every single one of her books,” Jax smirks, clearly enjoying himself.

“Thank you for telling me about the meeting, Jarek, but I need you to leave. Dante will be here any minute, and I’m far from ready.” Jarek growls, turns, opens the door, and slams it behind him. Is that jealousy I sense coming from Jarek, or what? It’s almost as if he wants me for himself. He dreamed about stealing my panties and jacking off to them, for crying out loud. He could have omitted that part.

After we seal the marks, we move the shower and kiss as we clean up. We change the sheets and hold each other. My bronze J with stars around it feels natural. The green R with a silver moon on his neck makes me prouder than I ever thought I could be. Jack Solan is my man. Kota- Get me to Derek as soon as you can. I need my man too. Me- Tomorrow, I promise. Kota- Carb up, dude. I have a higher sex drive than you do.