Rusty James Novels & Stories

Jag also runs one of the auto shops. James or Jag is six 6’4”, dark black hair with bright blue see through eyes. He has several tattoos, and a rocking hot body with abs of steel. He keeps in shape and his usual attire is blue jeans and a black t shirt. He has a barely there beard and a mustache he wears most of the time. Jasper whose MC name is Doc, is more laid back and takes his medical training seriously. He has black hair and hazel eyes. He’s normally in scrubs, but has been known to wear jeans or slacks depending on the occasion.

He asks raising a eyebrow. "James you always look like shit. And yes it looks like your cock blocking ass was too late to kill our joy, fuck yes the night was fun" Roxy says sassily before showing him the bird. "That's a shame, well good thing I'm here for the rest of the week and I'm going to be the biggest kill joy. Like for starters, go put on some pants child, you look like a 2 dollar hooker" he says in a voice which I think he thinks sounds like mom.

Carmen felt reassured, knowing James wouldn’t be able to pull a fast one on them with those vigilant eyes on him. Unable to contain his anger, Ronin stomped across the room and landed a hard punch on James’ face. James’ head swung to the left with the impact, spitting out blood before glaring back at Ronin. He wiped the blood from his mouth with a sinister smirk. “Well, well, if it isn’t the righteous Ronin finally showing some backbone.” “People who believe in blindsiding their opponents don’t get to talk about backbone, James,” Ronin spat back, his anger boiling over. “And neither do the ones who screw over their own damn family for their selfish gains.”

Jameson walks over and puts his hand on her shoulder, nodding to the shadows, making them all dissapear back into the ground. She looks up at him as he sighs. "You know what? At this point, I dont think it matters anymore, seeing as how this is a bad loop anyways." Mr. Jameson says as he looks down at her, keeping his left hand on her shoulder. "I am Maximus Jameson. I am also known and 'The Revenant'. I Build the company ground up from nothing but my own money. I invented the A.I. Robots as well as being the owner of 8 schools, 100 factories, 7 football teams, 1,000 resource-rich planets, and 1 robotic company, Revenant Robotics Inc. I posses a power called the rift, which I inherited from

Rosa met James in a restaurant that he owned and because she was dressed in a shaggy clothing he thought she was an employee in one of his lowest restaurants. They had an argument and they resented each other after that day. James thought Rosa was a lowlife and also arrogant and Rosa thought James was just a rich jerk. They cross paths again in the most unbelievable way possible. Curious about their story? Find out in My Enemy is My Lover.

so…….. no luck getting someone to pick me up. I just opened the door and ran outside, in case he decided to change his mind, maybe I’ll hide behind a tree, this place was filled with them. I was going to tear down his company for doing this, sue all their asses to court. I’d only run so far, glancing back to see if he was after me only to run into a big tree and fall down on my ass. Staring at the black boots that came into my line of vision, not a tree, I realized, but a man. I stood up quickly, recognizing him, recognizing his hair anyway. He was tall and very muscular, I’d give him that, if I weren’t so pissed, I might have salivated at all those tan muscles gleaming in the sunlight, he

Ransom “Jase is still angry with me. I don’t know how to make it better,” I tell Ryder. I’m sitting across from him in front of his giant mahogany desk at his ranch home just outside of the major port city of Palomino Bay. “You have yet to tell me why exactly that is? You keep skirting the subject,” Ryder unhelpfully points out. He will not be happy with me either, not after what happened to Jaxson and Ali when they were teenagers. The difference is they didn’t have a choice to become sterile. I did.

James asks sadly. "You have us Jamie, we will love you forever" the prostitutes said flirtatiously as they caresses his shoulders and neck , James angrily push them away. "I'm James Jamie D, my brother is a billionaire and CEO of Chase bank while my parents are trilionaire investors, do I deserve to marry a prostitute?" James asks angrily in a loud tone and everyone fall silent while other people turn to him with disgust stare and confusion. "What?" James shouts his standing from the armchair but no one speak up, soon his driver rushes into the VIP section.

"Very well," James raises his hands and claps slowly but loudly. He stands at the doorway, slowly pacing towards us. Following behind him are three burly-looking men who quickly spread apart, covering the room's corners. However, his claps are not to applaud but to mock. James is devilishly a handsome man in his mid-thirties but doesn't have the aura of domineering and stunning CEOs. He has gold piercings on his ears, messy bangs that he keeps pushing to the side, and tattoos painting his entire arms. He stands tall in a pair of signature rubber shoes and bleached denim jeans, coupled with a button-up shirt that lays open down to the center of his chest. His figure better fits the definition

I’m still wheezing, trying to catch my breath, and internally panicking in response to Theo bringing up my mystery girl in front of… well, the mystery girl herself. “Yeah,” I sputter hoarsely, blinking the tears from my eyes and drawing a deep breath. “Wrong pipe.” I’m not fooling Quinn, though. She’s sitting across from me at the table, a smug little smirk tugging at her lips. “Mystery girl?” she asks, arching a brow. “Yeah,” Theo laughs, clapping me on the shoulder and giving it a rough squeeze. “Jax has been on the hunt for weeks trying to find some girl he met in Stillwater, isn’t that right, Romeo?”