Yugioh Gx Jesse Novels & Stories

He catches it mid-air, and before I can even scream, he smashes his own into Xavier’s angry face. Xavier falls back, his broken nose dripping blood as he glares at his dad. Jesse stares back as if he can’t believe he just did that. Stepping forward, I press my hand to Jesse’s shoulder, trying to comfort him. Xavier snaps into motion, making Jesse and I jump as he yanks open the ruined door and storms away. We both let out a breath, and I circle Jesse, cupping his cheeks and staring into his sad, guilt-ridden eyes. “Thank you,” I murmur.

Her artlessness is most endearing, and my most fervent wish for her is that she doesn't lose her innocence. I smile at her, cold, devious, with an intent, and leave while Sasha answers her question. “Why don't you watch? The show is about to get interesting.” JESSE’s POV The hot slap from Moksh’s brother reminded me why I hated playing the hero, which begs the question: why did I intervene in the first place? Moksh, Anakin, my roommate, and I entered the cafeteria to find Moksh’s brother bullying someone. The sight of the fear in her eyes had tugged at my heart.

“But he won’t believe that. Not yet. Not if he knows you’ve taken on some of his power. You must keep it to yourself, Jesse. Challenge him about the children, by all means. But do not tell him this. Not… not until the bond is cemented, and he trusts you.” “He’s already starting to trust me,” I said, thinking of how he’d kept me and Rake aware and hearing everything in that awful council with Khush and shown me those memories from his youth… God, this whole situation was just so ugly. I dropped my face in my hands and tried to breathe away the urge to cry. I couldn’t afford tears—and Maya hated them. “Jesse…” Maya put her soft hand to my shoulder. “Your mate is a good male in his heart. But h

He is the joy of my life, and I can never thank you enough for allowing me to be his mom when you couldn't. If by some magical means you ever see this, know how proud I am of you. Every time I look into your little boy's eyes, I see the love you gave him shining through. You took a chance, and then you left the perfect results for me to enjoy. I miss you, little sis. Always. Love, Q END OF VOLUME 1: JUKED

“The pleasure is all mine, s—Jaxon .” Dad glanced between Jaxon and me, worried. Maybe he finally realized that he’d thrown me to a wolf. Dad tried to intimidate my future husband with a dark look, but a sheep didn’t become a predator by wearing a wolf fur, and Dad had never been more than prey among the blood-thirsty monsters in our circles. Jaxon straightened, ignoring Dad, and motioned toward his companion. “That’s my right hand and Consigliere, Felix .”

Jesse says with worry , caressing my cheek. " Her body evolves.. " a rough and unfamiliar voice fills the room. A shiver runs down my spine and everyone turs to the door,as shocked as me. The power that radiats of off him is enormous.. the power of an Alpha creature.. but he isn't a Dragon. " Hello Alejandro. Thank you for your quick response, buy I don't think it was necessary for you to come down here" Jesse says and his own power surround him like a shield. The power in this room is overwhelming and it's chokes me.

Auggie butted in, but he wasn't wrong. Whatever it was that Ares had to say, could wait until we were out of danger. We all turned to look at Jesse, seeing her slumped shoulder, and gleam of sweat on her forehead. She was drained and utterly exhausted. "I can't. At least not yet. I need some time to gain my strength." "Here, I'll power you up to help speed things along," Auggie said, using his shadow to help Jesse. I saw him powering up Ares at the same time. "You can't fight with that in your arms."

I glared at Jessie, and he just looked at me with sorrow. Jax announced Slasher as the next opponent, and I saw Jessie almost pee himself.

But Jax doesn’t hesitate or pull back. He moves instinctively, pinning Jesse to the table, mere inches from the ground before he can regain his footing. One hand locks around Jesse’s wrist, forcing it down and away, while the other drives into his shoulder to keep him from twisting free. “Drop it,” Jax growls, his voice low and edged with something dangerous I’ve never heard from him before. Jesse fights against him. I focus on him again, my gift allowing me to see that even his struggle to break free is born from two conflicting desires. The stronger one is to finish what he started, but the second is an underlying fear.

“I’m not sure. I feel off.” He frowns, looking at me more closely. “You feel off, of something feels off?” he asks, getting clarification. “Well,” I think for a moment, “something feels off. I feel fine, I think. It’s weird.” Jesse pulls out his phone, hitting speed dial. When no one answers, he disconnects and tries again. Nothing. He looks at me before dialing again. “Alpha, have you heard anything from Alpha Xander or Alpha Cayd?”