روايات وقصص ضمن Zone Jinx

She’d dug deep for that sexy, flirty woman that Zeke (no, not Zeke, Silver) had responded to, the woman that she’d once been and lost, and given the three men a wicked grin. “Thick as my wrist,” she’d drawled, heart thumping as she wondered if she was going too far, “and juicy enough to run off my chin.” A few seconds of silence. And then – “Holy Lord,” Jinx had breathed as the other two had laughed long and loud. “Clearly we shouldn’t let the prim little blouse fool us, huh? No way any of us is going to get the better of you, you sassy minx. Honey, you’re gonna be just fine here.”

"Did Jax mention anything to you about an underground place for safety?" "Hold on, let me think." "Slow turd," Cage said blithely. "Wait, are you Cage Harrison?" One of the girls gasped. "Yes?" Cage responded sounding unsure. "Oh my gosh," the girls squealed except for Emma. "If you're him, then that Zharn is the Beta." "Yup," I replied. "What's your name and your twin in front?" I could sense their gazes averted to me even in the dark.

"Bring him home, Wolf." I turned and walked as fast as I could toward the lift. I didn't look back. If I looked back, I wouldn't let him jump. … "Target in range," Jinx announced as I strapped myself into the command chair on the bridge. She was sitting at the tactical station, her injured arm in a sling, her good hand flying across the holographic interface. Her face was pale, lit by the blue glow of the monitors. "Ironhold Prison," she spat the name. "Nasty piece of architecture."

She's seen me. I thought of diving back down but it seemed too late to do so. Taylor blinked, turned and continued on. Her eyes were a mist. Like she couldn't see. A deep frown settled on my face, my gaze averting to the to young fellow standing in middle of the forest, light rays bathing him. ‘Zino, did you see that?’ I mouthed to my wolf. ‘Mhmm.’ he responded, my claws growing out. ‘She is been Jinxed.”

And I'd rather not have them any other way. The very best family for a Jinxed girl.

Why don’t I like this guy? Jinx runs to the coffee table and sniffs. Drool strings from his mouth as his eyes flicker between the food and Alejandro, waiting for the command. Any signal to attack the pizza. “Just our emotional stability,” Jesse teases. “And Axel’s last two brain cells,” I toss in, because I’ve had enough brooding for one night. I grab a slice of pizza and pat the couch. Jinx rests his chin on my knee, quivering with restraint, watching, waiting. His nose in the pizza, puppy eyes on Alejandro.

Jaz POV The Moon Valley Pack is located a few miles from the Pacific Ocean and between two large mountains that separate us from the rest of the world. When you sit on the cliff that is not too far from the pack. You can see the Ocean and then you can look up and see the moon. I came across the cliff when I was 17 while on my nightly run at 11. Ever since Alpha Jax, Bata James, and Sam found me they brought me back to the pack. They gave me 2 weeks to heal and pass every test that the doctors gave to me. Then they began training me to be the best of the best. Fist they wanted to learn everything about me. From where I came from, what happened to me and of course I could tell them anything be

I just noticed this is the second time he has said my name in a sentence and the hair on my neck starts prickling, scaring shit out of me. A small chuckle vibrates through his chest as he replies, "Oh, yes, Little human, I know your name and everything about you. I also know that you have a name to give me and that person will pay for hurting you so badly," he notes. My head spins, throbbing heavily. "My home is in New York City," I blurt out, I feel another wave of fatigue sweeps through me. When strong fingers wave back strands of hair from my face, I relax gently but Zane's words put me back to the edge.

"Notify all employees that there'll be a company-wide meeting tomorrow at 9:00 am. I'll announce the final arrangements regarding the year-end holidays." … The next day, the company's largest conference hall was packed to capacity. Almost every employee's face glowed with the joy of victory. They clustered together in small groups, whispering excitedly. The atmosphere was so relaxed that it felt more like a celebratory party. Sylvie was the undisputed center of attention. She even shamelessly started a livestream right there in the hall. The title for the stream was particularly glaring. "Justice Prevails! Gen Z Woman Leads Company Away from Corporate Grind!"