Tadc Jax Angst Novels & Stories

My denied orgasm leaves me shaking violently, pussy clenching around nothing, thighs slick, tears of frustration burning my eyes. “Get out,” I whisper. Broken. “Now.” Jax stands slowly. He towers over the bed and his cock is straining against his shorts, thick, rigid, the fat head visibly leaking precum through a dark wet spot on the fabric. He doesn’t hide it. He lets me stare. “Whatever you say, princess.” He turns toward the door. His hand touches the handle.

the driver said in a deep voice with no apology in his voice nor rush. Mara blinked. The man in the front seat was new, he had broad shoulders straining the seams of a black suit, short dark hair still damp from the rain, jawline sharp enough to make you second guess staring too long. His eyes met hers in the rearview mirror, ver steady and unreadable, the color of dark espresso. She clicked the belt without breaking eye contact. “You’re not Marcus.” “Marcus is out sick. I’m Jax. Started today.” “Jax.” She let the name hang for a second. “Drive. I need to be at the tower in twenty-five minutes.”

"Said I was… inconvenient." The words hung in the air, weighted with my pain. I could feel their anger, a simmering force just beneath the surface of their calm expressions. Their heartbeats, usually strong and steady, now seemed to thrum with a deeper intensity. My own wolf stirred, pushing against my internal walls, a comforting warmth radiating from her. *They understand. They’re good.* "Inconvenient?" Jax repeated, his voice barely a whisper, yet it held a dangerous edge. His knuckles were white where he gripped the edge of the table.

But right now I’m too angry with all of them. “Shit,” she curses lowly, and I can feel the tension in her body. The power and angry presence linger in the air even before Jax enters through the door, with Ben and Alex right behind him. Ben’s head is ducked down, and I can already see Tonya mirroring the action in an instant, I’m sure they already got into trouble over the mind link. Alex comes to a stop at the door as if trying to stay out of it, stuffing his hands in his pockets. And by the anger Jax is radiating right now, I’m sure it’s for the better.

Jaxson manages to use his mind link of Caleb, but only because they are all in wolf form, normally wolves can’t mind link each other if they are from different packs. “I will never give up my place as Alpha! You will have to kill me!” “Then you leave me no other choice.” With those final words, Jaxson closes his jaw and give a mighty pull and when Caleb is no longer moving or breathing, they hear an ear-piercing scream from the front door and when they all look up, they all see Jackie standing there with a look of utter sadness on her face and she crumbles to her knees and tears begin to fall down her face.

Jax is so gonna make you beg for death now. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Jax’s POV “I swear to God, I will burn you along with that cigarette, Jax,” Zara angrily threatened from behind and I immediately threw away the stress relieving stick and rushed towards my mate to hug her and whirl her around.

“You wish. Jax won’t touch her even when high like a kite. It drives her crazy.” “High?” “He’s just in a bad place is all.” “He’s doing drugs?” He pegs me with a hard gaze. “People cope differently, Jo.” “That’s not coping, it’s running away. He told me he would…” I face palm. “Oh fuck.” “He told you what?” “That he would deal with it? That he would…” I trail off and watch him helplessly. He backs into the door. “It really got him. Angie meant everything to him, and now she’s gone.”

Jax was asleep on my office couch with a pillow clutched between his hands. ~"I feel terrible Tafari. What if we never see them again?" Armand asked inwardly as I turned to look at Jax. I looked away and back at the moon. I didn't want to think about that, but I knew it was a possibility. ~"Then I will die"~

“Make it quick... I'm dying.” “Oh, but that's the point, old pal,” Jax's voice dropped just below a whisper. “That's what makes it all the more... fulfilling. With you weak and writhing, I'm allowed to enjoy your misery. To take my sweet time, witnessing your torture. A dream I've had for years. You have no idea how much this very moment means to me.” His cracked his neck muscles by moving his head sideways, and I had that nagging inhibition that he was about to leap at Ferrara, and finish him off. I can't let that happen!

Hutton's POV Today was a sad one for me. I was just so angry after what I found out today in school. It was a painful one, and it hurt more to know clearly that there was just nothing I could do. Xander is just a devil reincarnated, a cold-hearted and ruthless boy who I wish I could kill. I badly wish I could slit his throat and hang him in the middle of the market. I hate him with all my heart and soul, but then it would only be in my heart. The hatred would be there while I watched him do whatever he liked with anyone he wanted to do with.