Love Jinx Novels & Stories

Carl thought it was an excellent idea and went to buy it, so while he was doing that errand, I put music connected to the audio system, programmed with an iPod and from one moment to another, the different melodies began to spread throughout the apartment. I created a playlist that I named "Just Lovers". Every time I listen to it, I remember the day I showed it to Carl. I was dying of grief for the selection of songs, but he liked it, he liked that playlist so much, that we made love; a stimulus coming from one of the titles incorporated therein. Between songs from Hippie Sabotage, passing through Two Feet, until I reached —perhaps— the best of The Weeknd, I uncorked a beer and drank it whil

She really was in her element here. All of a sudden there was a low chant of “Dominic Fitz!” rippling across the room. Maeve raised her head and the smile wiped off her face immediately she saw Dominic Fitz approaching, dressed in a brown tuxedo. She looked him over as he walked slowly and enigmatically towards her. She couldn’t deny how handsome and delicious he looked in that suit. What a shame they hated each other. She would have been all over him a longtime ago.

These boys aren’t known for their originality, after all, and it is one hell of an effort to remember a woman’s name, huh? Zoe swallowed her sigh, and stayed focused on being polite. These strangers had just done her a massive favor, and they hadn’t done a single goddamn thing to hurt or offend her. Reminding herself to dial down the bitch vibe, she shook the second man’s hand now, offered him a small smile. “I’m Jinx,” he said, his green eyes somehow cool and sultry at the same time. She stared into them, feeling like she was looking at a crisp, sunny spring morning. “We’re glad you’re here. Maybe you’ll do me the honor of doing my next tattoo?”

"So what happens after the baby comes down here? He moved his fingers on the table,his long nails made this tun tin tun sound on the table. " isn't it fair that I leave? I'm sure sister Lillian would be a better mom than me, my baby won't have a crazy mom with a jinxed history. " To Jay,Joy changed,he didn't know why but she wasn't the same person he played the game with. He laughed. " you call her sister Lillian now,well if you say so,but......which jinxed history? Joy moved her head as if giving a negative nod and said " story finder"

he repeated while kissing my neck. "You lie about loving me," I said, he angrily looks at me before speaking. " you can't even imagine how much I love you, elina" and then he kissed me on the lips, running his tongue inside my mouth, I grip his shirt's collar pulling him more closer, our tongue was dancing in perfect rhythm, his hands were squeezing my hips, He lifts me from the floor without breaking the kiss I put my legs around his waist we were standing so close that even air can't pass through us.

I looked at Jupiter who was wincing from time to time because of the huge tattoo he had inked on his left arm. I laughed and nudged him to get his attention. "That'll heal faster if you would dive in the salt water." I said, pointing at the beach. He glared at me, his lips in a thin line. "That would hurt like a wound being poured on by kilograms of salt, Juno. Do you want me acting like a worm here?" I laughed hard. "Well, maybe not. I don't deserve a boyfriend that'll publicly embarrass me." "You and your tongue!" He shot me another glare.

She wanted exactly what he was offering—a dark, transactional escape. "I won't fall in love with you," Hazel promised quietly, her voice steady. "I don't want love." Xavier searched her face for a long, heavy second, his piercing eyes analyzing the absolute honesty in her statement. "Sign it," he commanded. Hazel looked down at the paper. She picked up the heavy silver pen and quickly, fluidly signed her name on the bottom line. She set the pen down. Xavier immediately picked it up. His dark, intense eyes never left her face for a single second as he leaned over the marble island and signed his own name in sharp, aggressive strokes right next to hers.

Crispin grinned at me and I smiled appreciatively at him for understanding. "Hey, hey, Jenson, you haven't fallen in love with our little princess or something, have you?" Joe glared menacingly at him and tugged me out of Rosette's arms so that he could hug me protectively. Crispin shot him a startled and indignant glance. "Really now? Is this how immature you get when she's involved?" "I'm not being immature." Joe protested. "Um… sorry, Joey, but I'm going to have to side with Guardian Jenson with this." I smiled apologetically up at him. I tugged his hands away and slapped his cheeks. "I thought you were meant to be more mature than Ali at the least."

She expressed herself with a wordless look of surprise and disappointment. Why did she still feel more and more unable to control Jayce Sherwood, even though they were clearly married? “Jayce, I’m sorry.” After a moment of thought, Jinx changed her approach, becoming more gentle. She leaned close to him, hugging his arm intimately, and said, “I just love you too much. I’m sorry; can you please not be angry?” “Alright,” Jayce Sherwood replied, lacking any warmth in his tone. His gaze fell on a glass of fruit juice on the tray, and he was silently lost in thought, not paying much attention to Jinx.

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.