Norman Jayden Novels & Stories

"I sacrificed my time, blood, and sweat for White Estate, and now I'll lose everything. I have been a responsible citizen, adhering to the regulations and laws, and it is all for nothing." I didn't know what to do or say that would be important or helpful. Jayden was going through hell, and if I hadn't come here last night, I would never have known. He wouldn't have said anything, either. Jayden had a tough time growing up. Having lost his father at a young age, he had to grow up fast and take care of his two younger siblings, Summer and Damor. He had a positive head on his shoulders, though, and did all that without complaining. Unlike my other friends, he knew he didn't have the luxury of

097 CATCHING UP TO DO AURORA The four pair of eyes... Richard, Greta, Julian and Malia... watching Jayden's every move doesn't seem to bother him at all. "If you're staying, then I'm going to head out and let you process all of this," Jayden says softly. "But I'm only a phone call away. You call me, text me, even just think my name, and I’m back through those gates in five minutes. Got it?"

🎋🎋🎋🎋 Jayden Mansion Jayden kept on smiling, staring at the profile on his computer. He had been researching the guy he met at the supermarket the other day. It had been three weeks, and he finally got him. "Alex Holt," he mumbled. "Age twenty-five, straight guy, works in a clubhouse named Blung. An orphan and a school dropout. Interesting...". His phone buzzed; it was a message from Sia.

' He ordered a water. "Yes, my best friend!" Jayden looked relieved but took a long sip from his glass. Slowly we warmed up to each other and talked about all sorts of things. He talked about his life since the band became more famous, that there was a lot of downsides and listened intently to me when I talked about my last four months in Australia. I now knew more about this beautiful young man who could make my heart race with just a small smile. Jayden is 20, mainly plays drums in the band, but can also play many other instruments such as guitar and piano and even supports Craig in singing. He told me that he never wanted to be in this band, but a friend of Craig's left a year ago to star

I thought he was different from the others who treated me ill, but he turned out to be the same as them. Why? Why did he have to ruin this? I was starting to get used to having him around. I was starting to believe that he was a nice human being, the best after Zara, but it turned out that I was wrong. Jayden is nothing like Zara. He betrayed me. He denied me. I held tightly to Annie and Ronnie, clutching them tightly against my chest as if that would change the pain building up there. "Then why was she in your cottage?" Someone asked in response to Jayden's denial. "Haven't you been frequenting this place in the past few weeks?"

“Where are you going?” “Shit,”Ethan curses under his breath. He takes a breath, composing himself, then turns around. “Duncan, I need to speak with James.” The man in the doorway is shorter than Ethan, and has blond hair scraped into a bun. He’s wearing a blue tartan kilt—so he’s not one of Ethan’s clan. He grins, then gestures behind him. “Come inside,” he says. Ethan pauses for a beat before he sighs. He heads back toward the door, his hand still clasped around mine.

“Aliyah Norman. That woman really got on my nerves.” “What did she do?” Alphonse had always been curious. Whatever Aliyah did, it was enough to make Aiden’s father chase him out and disown him. Paul had always loved and doted on his son, so for him to suddenly throw him out and cut him off… Aliyah must have played a good game. “Boss!” A boy ran in, excited—overjoyed that the first person Aiden asked for was him. Jaden, a tall nineteen-year-old with golden hair, stood by the door, sweaty like he’d just come out of a boxing ring.

His sharp and handsome face was covered with dirt, while his glassed eyes had a bit of droplets on them. He’s wearing working clothes. Was he the one who cleaned my family’s graves? “You know me? You looked familiar…” I’m positive I know who he was. It felt like his name was at the tip of my tongue, but I couldn’t make words of it. “I’m so glad you’re back, Miss Elena. I’m Jayden. Jayden Lawrence.” Lawrence? My eyes widened, and a wide smile curved on my lips. “You’re Jayden? Wow, you looked different! Better even!” I praised him, very glad to meet him again.

Unsure of what we were about to face, he wanted all our warriors here for safety. “Any change Bex?” My brother Teddy asks, “Nothing yet, I am starting to get worried.” Teddy comes to the other side of her bed, lightly touches her face as his jaw tightens. I have known for years of my brother's love for Jen, but I never revealed it because he feels he isn't worthy. He is a Beta’s son, She an Alpha’s daughter.

Niara just shook her head and hiccupped again. Well, the question is who is Jaden? He is Jaden Marshal, Alex 's and David 's son. He is 7-year-old and is hella naughty. He is an alpha. And by the grace of Moon Goddess, he got all the traits of David. He looks so soft and fragile like Alex but his strength is of no match to the kids of his age. His looks are just so out of this world just like his father and he use his looks as a bonus point. People usually hesitate to throw hands at him but he doesn’t hesitate at all. You'll see later.