Nia Jax Theme Song Lyrics Novels & Stories

I don’t stop until she’s completely calm. Soon she’s asleep again, peaceful, one tiny hand wrapped around my finger. The room settles into silence, broken only by the sound of our breathing. “What was that?” Jax asks softly. “A song my dad used to sing,” I whisper. “I don’t even know the words. Just the tune.” The color drains from his face so fast it scares me. “That’s an old pack lullaby,” he says, voice barely audible. “From the ancient bloodlines. How do you know it?”

Keep on moving forward. **************************** Jake stood in front of the pack house facing towards the entrance, staring intently as if waiting for someone. He was singing a song. (DUE TO HOW LONG HE HAS WAITED FOR HIS MATE, I , THE AUTHOR FEEL IT IS RIGHT TO LET YOU KNOW THE SONG HE WAS SINGING, SO PLEASE ENJOY) Dream Glow I spend my whole life following the night time Can't see the stop sign what you gonna say (Hey) Wandering quietly right into my dreams

"Chloe honey don't you remember how we used to sing to this song." Party in the USA by Miley Cyrus. That's what's playing, and yes I loved this song growing up, we loved this song growing up. My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda homesick "Come on Chloe" Too much pressure and I'm nervous That's when the taxi man turned on the radio "Alright fine." I roll my eyes and join her. And a Jay-Z song was on And a Jay-Z song was on And a Jay-Z song was on

I tell him as I sweep up the remainer of the glass and dump it into the garbage can. Just as I finished putting the broom down the singer of the band announces, “This song is for all you mates.” I watched as half the bar moved towards the dance floor, as music once again began to play. Turning towards Jaxson I froze when he asks, “Would you like to dance?”

Jaxon cut in, waggling his brows at me, “finally out of her castle tower.” I laughed nervously, not sure if this was a trap or an actual offer. But the thought of the salty breeze and open space tugged at me. “Sure. Why not?” Within the hour, we were piled into a jeep, the morning heat already clinging to our skin. The road wound through palm-lined streets, the air smelling of salt and gasoline. Jace drove, one hand lazily on the wheel, the other tapping to an old song on the radio. Rick sat shotgun, already talking about finding the biggest waves. Jaxon leaned beside me in the back, tossing me a bottle of cold water like we were going on some spontaneous field trip instead of whatever this

Oh my gosh, I hate darkness. The other night dear, as I lay sleeping I dreamed I held you in my arms But when I awoke, dear, I was mistaken So I hung my head and I cried My knees went weak when I recognized the voice behind me; it was Jaxon. I turned around to face him; he was carrying a bouquet of pink and white roses. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine You make me happy when skies are gray You’ll never know dear, how much I love you Please don’t take my sunshine away

I was in my cozy California apartment, listening to my children laughing in the distance, while I looked out the window at the sunkissed Pacific Ocean. A feeling of utmost tranquility setting in as I have finally gotten away from the disorder of New York and the poisonous hold of Jaxon and Alex . However, my peace was disrupted when my phone suddenly started ringing. “Ayla , please I need you to return to New York”. Jaxon spoke urgently, his words pouring out quickly with a touch of desperation in his voice.

The bitterness in my chest hit its peak. They really didn't want to make things any better for me. When I went back to the living room, I heard Mom trying to call me on the phone. Unsurprisingly, no one picked up. I told Mom in my mind that I was already dead. They wouldn't be unlucky anymore. "That jinx! She won't even pick up the phone! She's definitely hiding something." Mom angrily hung up the phone. "Mom, don't send her food, and don't give her any money. Let her starve for a few days. That's the only way our luck will turn around."

Like we were both afraid to light another match. Then, out of nowhere, Jackson said, “Renegade.” I glanced at him. “What?” “‘Renegade’ by Styx,” he said, like it should’ve been obvious. “The Steelers use it as their hype song. Helps me block out the stupid shit Daniel’s doing.” I blinked, caught off guard by the casual tone. “You’re serious?” He shrugged, a ghost of a smirk tugging at his mouth. “You got a better method?” I couldn’t help it — I laughed. Just once, short and low. It felt strange after everything between us, but good.

I was worried when they found out they were mates that I would become a third wheel, but they have never let me feel like a burden. “I think the noise is good for you. You can’t find better inspiration. Especially with the little pencil d*cks you take to bed.” Jax says, laughing, jumping out of the way of my backhand. Copyright ©️ 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions “Well, you won’t share, so I have to make due.”