Ragatha X Jax Novels & Stories

He parked somewhere in front of a fountain at the front of the enormous building……they had a fucking fountain in here, I fought the urge to gape and just got out of the car. An elderly lady approached me, I looked over my shoulder just in time to see a redhead wrap herself around the silver haired fool. I scowled, turning away. “hello dear, I’m Martha” I looked at her face, it was soft and kind, she had what they called a heart shaped face, and….. I noted with interest, amber eyes “I’m Arian’s grandmother” she added

Unlike Rostom, Ares was openly jealous of Jax. “Jax! I’ve been waiting for you!” Greta called flirtatiously as she ran toward him and clung to him like a lizard. After a few seconds, Jax gently removed her arms and continued walking without a word. Greta pouted. Jax and Rostom bumped fists. Among all the island residents, Jax was only close to Rostom and Mang Tomas, an elderly fisherman. Both rented boats from Jax. “You went out early today. I didn’t catch up with you,” Rostom said.

"That's not true." "Really?" She said, mocking him. "Name one of your staff that is not Gunther." "Well—" Jaxson stammered. "Well, there's Ben." Cattleya snickered, keeping her eyebrows raised. "You just made that up." She stepped forward as she raised her eyes, moving closer to Jaxson without averting their gaze towards each other. "See? You don't even remember any of those people that worked for you. You get what you want, just say the word. You have everything in this world. You can travel anywhere, anytime. You have thousands of people who are willing to do everything for you because you are a Jaxson Madrigal!” She said boldly before walking past him.

I also want to know who killed them. "Okay, by the way, what did you find out about Garcia? It's been days, but you didn't tell me what you found out. " He took his laptop and put it on my table. "Celso Garcia has one son, and that Jaxon the pervert. Jaxon is doing drag racing, and he lost once and pawned his car. That's the reason he courted Cassandra. Kris asks Jaxon to court Cassandra, and if he can make her a girlfriend for five months, he will give him money to redeem his car.

Before I thought it was different businesses he and his sons owned, but now I knew it was pack money. "She is my mate and mother of my child. I suggest you respect her as such." Jax's tone was pure masculinity. Deep, rough, dangerous. God, he is so sexy. His hand wrapped around my waist and his eyes softened as he looked to me. "What beautiful?" He teased, leaning his nose to mine then brushed his lips over me. "You're incredibly handsome." I smiled to him, completely forgetting about speedy Gonzalez next to us. "She makes a good partner I see. Good for you, Jax. It's about time you started filling your pack with some heirs." Mr. Gomez smacked a hand to his shoulder and Jax growled at him.

Chapter 1: Welcome to the Block The heavy steel doors of Blackthorn Maximum Security Prison slammed shut behind Jax Rivera with a sound like final judgment. Twenty-five years old, athletic and carved from years of street survival, Jax carried sharp green eyes, a cocky smirk, and a body that turned heads even in the ugly orange jumpsuit. The fabric clung to his broad shoulders, narrowed waist, and the firm round swell of his ass like a second skin.

Monday came along faster than I expected it to. On my first day at work, Xavier introduced me to Jax, my new bodyguard. I was hesitant to meet him at first, and a bit nervous. It didn't help that when we first met I was extremely intimidated by him. He towered over Xavier's 6ft 6in frame. He was extremely well built. It looked like he could kill someone just by looking at them wrong. He was wearing a tight black t-shirt, and ripped black jeans. Arms crossed along his muscled body. From the visible skin showing, he had two full sleeve tattoos, interlaced with random scars. Just one look at him made me feel so much smaller. Predicting my discomfort, Xavier led us to a private conference room o

Guess it isn’t every day that they have guests from other packs over for dinner. “Theo, Brooke, these are my sisters,” Jax says nonchalantly, tossing a thumb in their direction and naming them off in order. “Jade, Jenna, and Juliet.” “I totally see the resemblance,” Juliet marvels, her eyes flickering between Theo and I. “Jaxy, how the hell did you miss that?”

“You’re fucked, man. She’ll never give it up.” But Jax loved a challenge. Jax Harlan was the complete opposite of Grace. At twenty-three, with messy dark hair that seemed to cover his piercing blue eyes, a lean muscular build gotten from working at the local auto shop, and snake tattoos across his arms and chest, Jax was trouble. He rode a black motorcycle through the streets and always smoked behind the old diner. His crew of friends, a rough group of mechanics and dropouts were drinking at the pool hall one lazy summer evening when the challenge was thrown down.

And this time, it ended faster than she expected. As they walked on the sidewalk, looking for a taxi, a man slapped Jade's butt. He had an evil smirk on his face as he eyed Jade lustfully. Placing his hand on her hair, he brazenly asked her to name her price. Shawn wanted to fight him but Jade told him not to. She simply brushed off his hand and walked away.