Pomni X Jax Ship Novels & Stories

The one we had cranked earlier was still going. Ava walked up. "I saw a light on the horizon. Small. Moving fast." I stood up. "The boat. Jax is back." We ran down to the water's edge. The small boat appeared from the dark. Jax was at the helm. Behind him I could see other boats. Fishing vessels. Small cargo ships. Jax shouted across the water. "I found help. Fishermen from the mainland. They saw the beacon. They came to see what was happening."

Adrian POV The cold rain tapped hard against the glass window of the private coaches’ room. My right hand stayed locked around Noah’s waist, fingers digging into the hem of his black tracksuit. The map on Agent Carter’s tablet still flashed red with the report of the abandoned SUV near the docks, but a sudden surge of memory drowned out every sound in the room. Jax stepped away from the door, jaw set hard as he stared at the screen. “We go down to the docks now. We don’t leave Harrison and Collins in their hands.”

But the gentle-hearted Demon couldn't just sit back and watch Doll and Spitfire disappear. The Orangelo was oddly forthcoming. Lexi knew they were on a ship nowhere near Persiana or Atlas City. He knew the talkative tom was a Marker. He was fairly sure the Orangelo was not the worst of the pirates on the ship. So, for now, he'd comply. Lexi wanted to learn as much as he could in case it could help them escape or get a message to Jinx and Hades. He stepped into the cage asking, "Is this normal? Are there lots of pirate ships out here? Is it like the mafia on water?"

“This person lied to us, claiming the cargo ship was headed to Croatia. So, I immediately contacted a friend on the coast since it’s more dangerous there. It’s no longer our territory, and I have no contacts for Kyla’s safety. But Bryce confirmed that the only cargo shipment that departed at the port last night was the shipment bound for Japan. I looked at Morris’s eyes absentmindedly and desperately covered my face with my palms. Dammit. “It’s the Fajumatrix Cargo. I’m still contacting an elite friend of mine in Japan. He can help us with this.” I blinked and reached for my phone in my pocket. My tears are flowing without me knowing that I am already crying. My hands were covered in blood,

tanong ng Omega. ​Tumingin si Xander kay Aria, na nakagapos na rin sa mga itim na tentacles ng dark matter. Pagkatapos ay tumingin siya sa langit. Nakita niya ang isang maliit na kislap ng liwanag—ang Phoenix ship ni Liam na paparating. ​"Dahil ang pamilya ko... hindi kailanman sumusuko," ngiti ni Xander, kahit may dugo sa kanyang bibig.

Ambassador Aethon's expression was pleasant as he said, "We've identified your ships as from Xanthea. We also have an alliance with King Raphael." I asked with interest, "How did you recognize our ships while they're cloaked?" He explained, "Your ships have a similar energy signature to ours, making them identifiable even when cloaked." He bowed slightly. "Ah, That explains it, I said feeling more at ease. "The ship beside us is Commander Rage of 'Phoenix Wrath', also from Xanthea. We're Earth's protectors and returned from Xanthea in time to prevent further damage. Thank you for your help. Nice to meet you, Ambassador Aethon." I nodded in a gesture of respect.

It didn't matter to her since she figured that most of them were given new identification codes so no one would know of their previous owners. She walked by a separate hanger and looked at the number and saw that she had come to the hanger bay Levi had told her about earlier. As she walked in her jaw dropped in awe of the ship, she would be traveling in. It wasn't like the others she had seen. It had a very sleek design, but was still massive. She noticed that it was designed for combat above all things; it had twin plasma cannons on the front and sides. After taking in the size of the vessel she looked around for her pilot. There were several soldiers posted around the ship and technicians

“I talked to Jason. They had a meeting and they’re planning an ambush and Liam wants to kill me. I don’t know who Ophelia is talking to at the compound, but they did give her good information.” “So, we need to get this ship docked in Russia and unload our guys off this boat without them picking us off one at time. Am I understanding that correctly?” “Yep. You got any ideas?” Jax tilted his head for a moment and was mouthing words to himself, but not loud enough for me to hear. The wheels in his head were burning as he thought about our predicament. He ran his hand over the stubble that lined his jaw and looked at me, a smirk came across his face and he raised an eyebrow as if a light bulb we

Kires asked, the amount of carriages packed in the road that leads to the establishment were much. 'I heard there will be a slave trade going on in the es......." "Stop the carriage" Jaxon said, cutting the coach man off from his speech. "What" Kires said, "I do not fucking repeat my words" Jaxon said, and quickly, the coach man stopped the carriage. Jaxon stepped down from the carriage, looking around. It had been quite long since he last visited here, but his wolf kept nagging him to come towards these direction. "What do you find here alpha King, do you think something got missing in here"

Maybe both. When they reached the waterfront, the night smelled of salt and rust. The pier jutted out like a broken bone, cranes looming overhead, water slapping at pylons below. Jax cut the engine a block away, parking in the shadows. “Stay behind me,” he ordered. She wanted to argue, but the look in his eyes shut her up. They crept along the edge of the pier, boots crunching faintly on gravel. The air was damp, cold enough to bite through Sienna’s jacket.