Lux Jinx Novels & Stories

I had been locked in, sitting behind my laptop. I jerked to my feet, heels creaking against the tiles, finally noticing the silence that hugged the office. They were all gone, every last one of them. Good thing it was Friday. I needed to stop by the club, grab a drink—or drinks, or maybe a whole bottle—get fucking drunk, and find a younger boy to give my pussy a good pounding. The drive home was fast. I got home, took a quick shower, sprayed on cologne, and was out and about. Driving to my favorite slut house, “Deluxy.” The club was bubbly as usual. The clicking sound of my heels was barely loud enough to be heard.

I laughed at his desperation, and soon enough my men were laughing too. She just left… with Adrián? “I haven’t seen this version of him in a while,” one of them muttered from behind me. I reached for the glass of whiskey on the table, swaying just slightly as I downed it. The pills Hugh prescribed made me woozy. Unsteady. “How about I slam this on your head… so you can pass out like two of your buddies here?” I motioned toward the bloodied, unconscious men. “No, please—” She threw her fucking ring to the ground.

Jazz was gasping for air as she clutched her stomach. "I do! Juliette wants the D! She wants the Kings D!" Jazz grabbed Juliette's ankle, and because she was clad in one high heel, she stumbled and fell on top of Jazz. "You're so gross!" Juliette searched the room for an appropriate weapon. Only to find Jaxon was at the door, leaning against the doorframe, a smirk on his face. Juliette scrambled to her feet. Being the clumsy She Wolf she is, she tripped straight over her feet. She fell to the floor, taking Jazz with her.

" I suck in my breath. "Sure." I reply. "Cheer up okay. I don't want my sexy little brunnie looking like a grannie." I smile despite the situation am in. "Thanks." I mutter gratefully, before hanging up. A guy in jean pants and denim jacket saunters to where I was. "Are you Lesley?" I nod. "I'm Jeff." I make space for him to sit. Ben was watching quietly. "What did she do to herself this time?." I frown. This time?. So this wasn't a first.

“And there are additional financial penalties written into the contract. Enough to make it very difficult to fight this legally.” I felt a throbbing pain in my chest. “I didn’t even know…” My voice broke. “I didn’t know I signed that away.” “You trusted the process,” he said quietly. I laughed, but it came out hollow. “I trusted the wrong people.” “I’m trapped.” The words fell out before I could stop them. “I’m trapped in this house. With them. For three months.” “I’m looking for loopholes,” James said. “There may be provisions we can use, ways to challenge it.”

Jax chuckled darkly and started fucking her again—deep, punishing strokes that made the desk creak. “Quiet,” he warned, hand still over her mouth. “Unless you want my son to hear what a real man sounds like ruining his wife.” Bella came without warning, eyes rolling back, body shaking violently as fresh waves of pleasure ripped through her. Jax rode her through it, hips snapping harder, chasing his own release. He buried himself to the hilt and unloaded again, flooding her already soaked cunt until she felt bloated with it. Only then did he pull out. Thick ropes of cum dripped down her thighs onto the floor. He turned her around, kissed her slow and possessive, thumb brushing her swollen bot

“But don’t let it intimidate you. You’ve got this, kitten.” We were met in the lobby by a young man wearing dark blue jeans, a white button-up shirt, and brown cowboy boots. I recognized him from a previous meeting. He was the owner’s son. A few years younger than I was, I knew he didn’t have much say in the company’s investments yet, but in the long term, it would probably be a bad thing if I punched him in the face for the way he stared at Ember. An unfamiliar feeling a lot like jealously flared in my stomach as I watched him shake her hand, holding it for a second longer than was strictly necessary. “Jack Chernin, Junior. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

"She wants it. She wants to be filled up to the neck." Jax let out a dark laugh. He unzipped his trousers and let them fall. His massive, dark cock sprang out. It was pulsing in the moonlight. He grabbed Lily’s hips and pulled her butt back against him. "I'm going first," Jax commanded. "Leo, you take the mouth. I want to hear her muffled screams while I'm deep inside her." Jax guided his thick, heavy head to her opening. He didn't use any lube. He just pushed. He was the boss, and he wanted to claim her with power.

She said as she gave them each of their orders. Jillian just looked at her in a mean way as she chatted with her friends. “Jillian, is L coming here with his friends?” The blonde girl asked. L, short for Lance Kim. Jillian’s handsome boyfriend. Jillian just shrugged. “I am not sure but I think so.” She said as she took a sip at her macchiato. Then her face turned sour. “Pwe! What kind of drink is this?! Why is it so sweet?!” She asked making Patrice jump in shock.

[Clan Gym] Loud and Jinx are inside with scanty other mobsters, exercising late. It's only peaceful like this at night, which is why Loud prefers night visitation to mornings. He's on the cable machine while Jinx is on the upright bike, both sweating as heavy exhales escaped their stressed nostrils. "Shouldn't we stop now?" Jinx's voice barely came out. "One more minute," Loud inhaled. "You said that thirty minutes ago too, fûcker." Jinx swallowed, getting down from the bike.