Vannamelon X Jax Novels & Stories

His hand wrapped around my waist with out lips locked. I scrolled further down to see several news tags. “Hockey Star and PR Darling are now sharing Steamy kisses in public?” “Jax Maddox’s Camilla Drama Just Got Complicated” “Jax’s really dumps baby mama?” No. No, no, no, no, no—

“I can take my jacket off, “he said. She just shook her head. Bane took off his jacket and ignored the pain in his hand. He had had worse injuries before. Bane would just have run some cold water over the cuts. But if Emma wanted to make sure he was okay, he wouldn’t object. Not if it put her mind at ease. He had half an hour to spare her. So he sat down on the couch next to her. Simon sat down on her other side and poured two glasses of champagne and gave her one. “I don’t think we have met. I’m Jax, business partner to Bane.” Jax introduced himself to Simon. “Simon, Emma’s best friend,” Simon said, shaking Jax's hand. Bane sighed in his head. Jax never could stay away from a pretty face. L

"Really? Yay!" Jaxon laughed, shaking his head. "You're so easily distracted. Let's go." As they drove to the mall, Roxanne asked, "Hey, how's Mr. Xavier's project going?" Jaxon's eyes turned serious. "It's moving pretty fast. It'll be done in a month's time and ready for launching." Roxanne's eyes widened. "That's amazing! I can't wait to see it."

he says as he scratches the back of his head, which made me smile a little. “ Anyway I haven’t seen you around here are you new?” I asked him. He nods at me with a smile on his face showing off his adorable two dimples on his cheeks. “ Oh yes how rude of me , I’m Jaxon and yes I’m new here 2nd year in writing” he said smiling. Gosh his smile is so beautiful. “ thought as much , I’m Saskia Cowen 2nd year in writing as well. Welcome to Riverdale Academy” I said smiling.

Water dripped from his hair as he stalked closer to Elias, who was still rinsing shampoo from his dark strands. “Nice mark you got there, princess,” Jax drawled, voice low and dripping with mockery. “What is that? Some kind of fairy tattoo? Or did Mommy and Daddy get you a little gay pride stamp on your ass?” Elias stiffened under the water. He turned slowly, eyes narrowing as he met Jax’s gaze. Water streamed down his lean, toned body—elegant muscle from years of precise control, not the bulk of a hockey player. “Excuse me?”

“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

It made her skin itch, her wolf restless. During a lull, Jax waved her over. “Hey, hybrid! We need another round.” Seline hesitated, then approached. “What’ll it be?” Jax grinned. He had a scar across his cheek, but his eyes were friendly. “Three beers. And whatever the Alpha’s having.” Austin leaned back in his chair. “Whiskey. Neat.” She scribbled the order, avoiding his eyes. “So,” Lena said, her voice smooth. “You’re the hybrid everyone’s talking about.”

She opened it and her stomach flipped. Jax filled the doorway, six-four, shoulders like bridge beams, black tank top stretched across a tattooed chest, arms corded with muscle, jeans low on narrow hips. Dark stubble, scarred knuckles, eyes the color of wet slate. Tool belt slung low, heavy wrench in one hand. “Leak?” he rumbled, voice like gravel. “Under the sink,” Lena managed, stepping aside.

He leaned even closer, his lips almost brushing the shell of her ear as he dropped a sentence that turned Elena's entire world to absolute ice. "Devon is currently hiding in my territory," Jax whispered with a venomous smirk. "He’s very talkative when he’s broken. He told me about your little secret, Omega. I know you aren't an omega at all. And I know exactly what is growing inside you."

He abandoned all pretense of surliness, crossed the room, and knelt beside the bed, pressing a kiss to Amara’s temple. “Hey, little Luna,” he murmured, his voice just for her. She smiled, her hand slipping into his hair, pulling him closer for a real kiss. When they parted, Jaxon simply flopped onto the bed, sprawling across my lap half on purpose, half in protest. “Seriously,” he grumbled. “If you’re planning to spend all day in here, at least open a window so I don’t suffocate on the scent of wolf pheromones.” “Don’t pretend you don’t thrive on it,” Caden retorted, nudging him with a foot.