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Devoured By His Enemy Eyes The Kick-off
JOJO'S POV “Get Out.” That Asshole got up and dragged me down the stairs down to the foyer and slammed the door in my face. “Screw you, Vongov!” I scream at the slammed door. He's such a conundrum. One minute, we’re laughing and joking about childhood nicknames, the next, he's looking at me with murder in his eyes and dragging me out of his house like a bad booty call. What the hell does he want from me?! “What if Kendrick and Mallory were right after all and I can't handle Jeremy Vongov?” My injured pride pokes at me. But if I can't deal with this, then what use am I to the plan, to my friends, and to keeping them alive? I need to prove myself. I need to think! I need a plan that requires killing five birds with one stone. Figuratively, of course. A good scheme that'll set Kingston in Vongov's black book without giving me the spotlight. An imaginary lightbulb flickers in my head and I grab onto the flickering light. I got it! I just need to fuck Kingston! Again, Not lite
Devoured By His Enemy Eyes The Decision
JEREMY'S POV I developed the discipline of minding my business a long time ago but there’s an itch I need to scratch. An itch in the form of a redhead with innocent eyes and a smart mouth. I dial the only other number on my speed dial, he picks on the first ring. “How's the party?” “Who's this?” “Don't play with me, Falconer.” There's a pause. “Kila?” “It's me.” “What the hell is happening, who hijacked your phone?” “I just confirmed my identity.” “You never bother with these things, Kila, I’m just curious.” “Don't act stupid Kai, it doesn't suit you.” “The ladies don't agree.” “Arrogant prick.” “What’s that Kila, you getting jealous?” “Fuck you, I wanted to check in on the party.” “What the hell do you mean, 'check in on the party’?” “Are you ha– having any problems?” “Not… really. My bouncers are all the help I need, and if I need more muscle, Junnev's right here.” “Heard he got smacked around a lot. How's he?” “Holding up like a champ. Says he's got a headach
Devoured By His Enemy Eyes DayDream
JEREMY'S POV The Harley growls as I speed into the dead night to Kingston's little party. The machine thrums in tune with the beastly throbbing in my veins. I release the throttle and the bike goes even faster though not in tune with the urgency racing through me. If he so much as lays a finger on her, I'll gut him. I'll destroy him. I'll erase his puny existence from the face of the fucking earth. Tires screech against the asphalt as I round the bend leading to his house and my headlights catch a female figure sitting on the sidewalk. I'm zooming past the figure until I catch a glimpse of red hair and slam down on the brakes. My Harley screeches to a stop. I hop down and turn the machine towards the figure. The headlights shine on a familiar redhead who hisses at the sight of the light. Her elbows cover her eyes as she tips an empty bottle of Smirnoff to her chapped lips. My eyes rake over her appearance and my jaw forms a tightline. The fuck is she wearing? A tiny strin
Devoured By His Enemy Eyes Liars and Last Seconds
JEREMY'S POV She bursts into a tirade. “I've never been on a bike this high and I'm still a little buzzed and I'm scared I'll fall off, and you keep making me feel like a burden. I can leave if you’re tired, I mean, you had no problem slamming the door in my face…” She tries to stand and I immediately rev up the Harley, throwing her ass back down on the seat. She yelps and rakes her nails over my torso in a death grip to keep steady. “Shut the fuck up and hold on.” I bite out. Her fingers flatten against my stomach and I rev the Harley loudere, the machine releases a throaty growl and she lets out a little moan as her nails dig into my skin. “Mmphmm...” She murmurs in my ear. I feel her tits harden to pebbles against my back and she slowly them against me. Fuck! I gun down the lonely road, going faster as her moans get louder. Sweats dots below my lower lip as I toe the line between insanity and control. Every cell in my body demands that I stop the bike and give her what
Devoured By His Enemy Eyes The First Muse
JOJO'S POV I wake up with a mild headache to see Aunt—Mom looking down at me with worry lines visible on her forehead. “Mom? I call, my voice weirdly hoarse. Ew! My breath smells like a soured waste sewage tunnel. I move to sit up and she props up the pillow to help me get settled. A glass of water and aspirin is given to me and I take them dutifully. I clear my throat, “Thanks.” I've been thinking… maybe we should move back to Manhattan.” She looks at me expectantly The glass cup trembles in my hand and I drop it on the nightstand, “What?” She sighs, “I feel like you're having trouble adjusting to this place…” I protest but she raises her voice prompting me to let her finish. “Last night was the third time you got so messed up and we've barely settled here.” This is not the conversation to be having with a hangover, she doesn't play fair. Ughhhh! “I'm a teenager, we're allowed to do dumb things and blame it on our emotions. That's our EMO.” “The last time you did a dumb
Devoured By His Enemy Eyes Claire Eastwood
Hyenas, ugly as they are, are my spirit animals. The rest are too generic, too fucking puny, and in line with the law of the wild to mess with big and bad. But not hyenas, they fight with lions, Cheat the cheetahs, and rumble with the elephants just to get what they want. And they get it. There's no room for fear among their ranks, only food and loyalty. Screw everything else. I send the last message to the Redhead— Jojo Dukes, is it?— of the Gone Girls crew and remove the battery from the burner phone. My time with Vongov taught me a bit about tech and tracking. The screen of my phone lights with colorful videos as I scroll through their I*******m, The Gone Girls? I snort. The name sounds like a sorry attempt at Charlie's Angels brought on by the traumatic plot holes of the main characters. Just who the hell do they think they are? Coming to my town, stealing my spotlight, trying to steal my boyfriend, and Taking my man. Yes, Jeremy Vongov is still my man. We've been togethe
Devoured By His Enemy Eyes The Spell
JOJO'S POV “A fresh week, a fresh start doesn't apply to everyone and is the exact opposite for Social media facial and beauty queen Influencer, Claire Eastwood.” The announcement blares over Sabbel High's hallways as Monday rolls in and life only gets harder for Claire. There's an altercation between Claire and her former BFFs at the Cafeteria where they confirm the bullying claims with a sobbing Lisa as the center of attraction. "The story is that she'd made some scathing comments about Lisa's private life and the poor girl couldn't take it anymore, she burst into tears and their friends ran to her defense from the big bad bully." Her former friends slowly shrink into the background, leaving her to fend off the aggressive commentators who happen to be at the scene. “I heard they took away her seat at the Cafeteria. She didn't eat with them today.” Mallory, Kendrick, and I turn to the speaker with shock evident on our faces. “What, it's true!” Ellie insists to our little group
Devoured By His Enemy Eyes You're Beautiful
JEREMY'S POV I'm sitting in my dark workshop, drinking at 2:30 on a Monday afternoon and I don't even feel the liquor. The last two days have been the worst form of torture, I've ever faced and I wasn't even close to the discipline chamber. Tasting her pussy was the worst decision I ever made and now I'm in deep regret because I can't move on. I'm feel a junkie, spending the entire weekend chasing after her, stalking her socials like a damned addict on the verge of withdrawal. She has tainted my bloodstream, leaving me addicted and under her control. It's fucking up my head and the bandages wrapped around my knuckles are proof of it. I had to spar or fight every other hour because my skin became overly irate. It's like I'm walking on eggshells around my own skin so I don't get triggered, stretching out at the smallest provocation, feeling the needle pricks at the slightest irritation, getting hot and bothered with every memory. She's like a virus, corrupting in my system. Fuck
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