Vi Jinx Novels & Stories

"Damn. If these are the comp tickets the team gets, I'm gonna need you to introduce me to some of Daniel's friends." "Daniel?" the girl in front of us turns around and asks. "Daniel Zavaro?" She'd be pretty if she wasn't giving us such a sneer. Long, glossy dark hair, big blue eyes ringed with black, pouty pink lips, and a killer rack. She looks like a super model. A bitchy one, but a supermodel nonetheless. "Yeah," Geni says with a smile. She either doesn't notice the death glares from this chick, or she's trying to kill her with kindness. My money is on the latter. "He's dating my friend Quincy here."

This kind of stupid was reserved for one-of-a-kind friendships. Jinx sighed and headed in the back way of the hotel. Getting in was the easy part. Jinx could pick any lock and, thanks to his inherited Elementalist powers, break any lock that couldn't be picked. He also was guaranteed to win any game of chance he played. That one he had to be the most careful with.

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Once their cars drove in through the huge black gate, Violet glanced through the tinted glass window of her rear seat and her jaws dropped in amazement, shock, surprise, what was it that she could give as a name to her present state? Her jaw and mouth were dropped in awe. ‘Is this a house?’ Her subconscious mind asked.

Jinx's Pov "Your pussy tastes like strawberry baby, arch your back a little bit more, I want to see just how round that ass is." I heard my fated mate whisper to Yvonne, our beta's daughter. "Don't take your tongue out Derrick, I'm going to squirt all over!" She screamed ecstatic. I am Jinx Valerie, an Omega by rank and for years, I’ve been in love with my Alpha, Derrick Donovan. Tonight was my eighteenth birthday, the night I finally found out he was my fated mate. I went to his room, heart pounding, ready to confess everything but getting there, I found him with one of my bullies, Yvonne Williams.

said Crimson to Violet. "I took it to the precinct." They turned to find that the woman was no longer on the ground. "Crimson, look out!" Violet cried before shoving him to the side and Crimson watched while his female counterpart got blasted by a bolt of lightning that was intended for him. Her body suddenly burst into a wave of purple light. "Violet, no!" Crimson dashed to where she had been standing but there was nothing there except for the purple haze that still glowed from the aftermath of the blast.

Mom’s anxious face filled my vision, her voice sharpening from distant static into something painfully real. "Zara, what did you need to tell me? If you have something to say, hurry up. Your dad’s waiting for me to get home and cook. You said earlier that you won something. What did you win?" Hearing her questions, I quickly scanned my surroundings. My apartment. Understanding hit instantly. I had been reborn. In my previous life, at this exact moment, I had just won a $30-million jackpot. All I could think about was taking my mom, Helena Nightfall, away from that miserable household, moving somewhere far away, and starting a new life with her.

she scolds, but the grin on her face tells me she's not mad. I immediately avert my gaze from the guy. From what I saw though, he has a pretty good build and I think ginger-copper hair. "His name's Jamie" she informs, the grin on her face still wide as ever "Jamie Johnson. He's 17 and already has a college degree, has no girlfriend.. In fact I don't think he's ever had a girlfriend" she whispers the last part. I nod because what else do you do with information you're not interested in¿

“What?” “Like, I—” Alex tried to say. “Basically, You resemble someone that's important to my dearest Alex.” Vincent turned back to Alex, realization dawned on him. “Ohh, that must be good then.” “He's an Asian version of Zachary.” Jenna said to Alex, holding her stomach to hold back her laughter. “And I'm sorry in advance.” She said amidst fits of laughter. “Honouring the dead typa shiii.” Alex fixed his gaze on his shoes as Jenna cackled in laughter, a small smile played at the corner of his lips. He looked up when Jenna's laughter slowly subsided and turned to Vincent.

I then filled him in on everything that had happened today. I got into the car, and the bodyguards handed me a warm towel and some water. Maxwell's phone suddenly buzzed. He tapped into the notification and chuckled coldly. "This idiot still dared to send me a dm," Maxwell said, tossing his phone onto my lap. The screen showed Cornell's private message he'd sent to Maxwell's official Instagram account. "Max! I've been a diehard fan of yours for ten years! And today, I brought the person I love the most to watch your performance in the VIP first row! She even twisted her ankle for you!