Ragatha X Jax Novels & Stories

I took a spot in the back row, unrolled my mat, tried to breathe. Then the door opened. Jax walked in and every molecule in my body noticed. He was huge—easily six-four—with shoulders that stretched his black tank top to the limit. His arms were thick, veins running along his forearms like ropes. Tattoos curled up one bicep and disappeared under the sleeve. Sweat already shone on his skin, making the dark hair on his chest stick to the deep V of his shirt. His shorts rode low on narrow hips, and when he turned to mess with the speakers, I couldn’t stop my eyes from dropping to the way the fabric cupped his ass. Firm. Round. Powerful.

I am not that Jax anymore. I am a different man now. And believe me Miss Janis Walter, I have more wealth than you can ever imagine. I can fucking buy your company's shares and bring you to bankruptcy. You are nothing to me. If you choose to act stubborn, I promise to fight you with everything I have until I get back my son. Mark my words" Jax gritted his teeth in anger. His adams apple gobbled with so much anger as he spoke and his jaws were clenching and unclenching. His demeanour spoke off raw, bloody anger with his blood shot gaze scaring the wits out of me.

What did I get myself into? He stood and advanced towards me in an unfriendly manner, I took wary steps backwards. “Exactly what you heard me say, Ayla. You intentionally spilled coffee on me just to get me to notice you. You left the normal elevator and came to the VIP elevator because you knew I’d be there.” “What?! I don’t understand what you’re talking about?” What kind of a brute was he? Was this how he was? The Almighty CEO Jaxon of XM company. The youngest billionaire in the country. Was he naturally like this or money was making him arrogant?

Agatha swallowed. “Holy! He’s- He’s huge,” she thought. He was brushing off his pants from his leg. He kicked it to the side. Agatha’s eyes was still planted on his membrane. He could see what she was thinking. How he was going to fit inside of her. How easily it was to read her as she didn’t bother to hide her face of surprise. He was glad she liked his size and length. Austin smiled handsomely at her. “No more contract. No more rubbish.”

Was it his kindness, or was it the Alpha's glare shooting daggers in my direction behind the man? "You're welcome." He smiled. "Harrison Cage. That's my name. What's yours?" "Scarlett." I added. "Scarlett De Luca." "Cage." Alpha Jax's voice seemed ominous for a second as Harrison's eyes went back and forth between us. "Pardon me." He replied. "I'll see you some other time, Scarlett." He said as he went back to the Alpha's side. As they exited, Alpha Jax turned back with eyes full of fire, enough for me to burn to the ground.

“Let’s all go sit down “. He offered as he set off for the couch in the corner of the room. “Just talk. Tell us about yourself, we’ll tell you about ourselves “. The two others threw themselves down on the beanbags and Finn sat tentatively on the edge of the couch clasping his hands together awkwardly in his laps. “I’ll start “. Jax offered. “So um, my name is Jax Monroe, I’m in my second year here and i’m from Leicester. Finn nodded along looking up from where he had been staring at his hands. Now that he listened, he could pick up a faint accent slipping through his practiced dialect. “I’ve been into contemporary dance since I was around ten. But I also do hip pop and a couple other things

My pussy was already slick, nipples hardening against my blouse as the elevator dinged open to the dim, echoing parking garage. I scanned the rows of cars, spotting Hargrove’s shiny black BMW near the far wall. And there he was—Jax, leaning against it in his grease-streaked jeans and a tight black tee that hugged every inked muscle. He looked up from his phone, smirking like the devil who knew he owned my soul. “You?” I gasped, stopping dead. “You’re Hargrove’s mechanic?” He pushed off the car, stalking toward me with that predatory grace. “Surprise, baby girl. Small world, huh?”

Without it, I was no better than the monster pinned beneath my knee. "You're insane!" Graham gasped, his face pressed sideways into the dirt, his eyes wide and rolling back with terror. Sweat poured down his temples, mixing with the dust beneath him and creating muddy streaks across his flushed skin. "You are completely unhinged, Jaxx! You are not reasoning properly right now! There is absolutely nothing wrong with what I did! Elena is my wife! She is legally bound to the Sinclair name, and I have every single right to take what belongs to… "

pulling Godiva protectively to his chest. Godiva fought the rising panic in her heart, as Alpha Jax stood up. With the sides of his hair shaven and the middle held in a bun with the tattoo of a sword on his right arm, his appearance scared her. Luckily, before Alpha Jax spoke again, Alpha Brick decided to break from his apron string, taking over the mantle.

Agatha asked. "Agatha, for once in your life can you stop imagining?" Janet groaned "but really Sasha, who is it from?" She asked sheepishly making the rest laugh. Sasha couldn't help but let out a few chuckles too before answering "it's from Craig." "Who. Is. Craig?" Janet asked one at a time. "He is a friend" Sasha answered. "A friend?" The ladies looked at each other before looking at her again "what kind of friend?" They asked simultaneously.