#javier morales

[tigerleopardlion]

Iberian Lynx | Javier Morales Fotografia

[brynnharper]

@javiersmorales

The ride back home had been hell because Kane was not strong enough to heal Brynn fully after the ‘incident’ with the vampire. She had phoned ahead and, thanks to Javi being on the council, he could let them through the wards protecting the town. She finally pulled over so he could get a good look at her. Worry shone as bright as the sun was shining over his features, but her face had been healed. There was still a bruise on her arm from where the vampire had held her down on the ground, but most of her remaining injuries were around her abdomen, and internal. They’d have to go home to heal those. “I’m not dead, so count your fucking blessings, Javi,” she taunted, knowing he didn’t like bad words but just using it teasingly. She handed the keys to him, and her fingers lingered slightly longer than they should have against his skin, but Kane didn’t notice as he got back in the car after hugging his father. “Will you drive us home? My head’s pounding from your son’s yapperings,” she jeered, turning to Kane and, when he stuck his tongue out at her, she did the same. She stepped closer to Javi, in confidence. “Thank you, Javi. For meeting us here, for helping out... He doesn’t need to know, okay?” She had been sure to change her clothes in the bathroom since the accident so Kane couldn’t see all the bruises that littered her body, or how she winced from pain just from putting clothes on. She was lucky she packed enough dresses to last her the remaining of the drive home because that was all she could handle at this point. Kane felt bad enough that he couldn’t heal her fully, but to have it staring right back in his face would just be torturous. She knew Javier had the strictest confidence, and she hated to say it but she loved him for it. Swiftly, Brynn walked to the passenger side of the car and sat down. “Ooh, your toned ass kept it nice and warm for me,” Brynn joked, turning to Kane who was in the middle seat in the back. ‘Ha, ha. It was the sun, Mom,’ he replied back. “Oh, I don’t think so, it smells strongly of you.” She reached back to tap his knee, and a jolt of pain from outstretching too far made her grimace. She barely scraped his knee before turning back around, too embarrassed to see if Kane had noticed. Thankfully he didn’t say anything. Javi reminded the family that he wouldn’t take the car out of park and into drive until everyone had their seat belts on, and thankfully that was enough of a distraction that Brynn could shake off the anxiety she had just felt. 

[likeanaccident]

favorite lyrics from 2019 albums i like ↳ why hasn’t everything already disappeared? // deerhunter

[brynnharper]

@javiersmorales

Shoes slammed on pavement as she jogged home, purse slung grotesquely over her shoulder. Sweat made her glow in the pale moonlight, and as she approached she saw someone shimmying the door handle of her apartment building. She recognized that shape, that body, that hair, that posture. Thank God, she was no longer alone. “Javi!” she shouted to the other, and by the time he looked up she was halfway to him, closing the distance, jumping into his arms for an embrace. It shouldn’t have lasted as long as it did, not with the danger so prevalent outside, but she was so glad to see family, when that was all that was on her mind for the last hour or so. She held his face in her hands for only a moment, making sure he had no scratches on him. If he was wounded tonight he probably healed himself, to be honest. Still, he looked good. “You’re here for Kane. Me too.” She reached for the door handle but it wouldn’t budge. She zapped it with a bolt of electricity which forced the locking mechanism to snap into place, and the door was easily pulled open. “Just a little trick someone taught me,” she smiled, suddenly so much more comfortable now that she was home, she was safe. Kane was upstairs, he had texted her ten minutes ago, had followed her instructions to bolt the door and stay away from the windows. Oh, she should probably tell Javier. “Kane is home, safe. I’ve been texting him all night,” she said, leading him to the stairs to go up. She was afraid of who they might run into on the elevator to be honest, and with Kane’s recent health obsession, they’d been climbing the stairs more often anyways. “I... I should’ve texted you, too. I’m sorry, Javi.” Once upon a time Javi had been her number one, the most important person in her life. For four years they were each other’s everything, and when Kane came they realized they wanted separate lives. That was a lifetime ago, but they had stayed steady in each other’s lives, a rock for one another, for their son Kane.

[dailyteamagazine]

Javier Morales: Hollywood’s Heartthrob With a Double Life

Actor-musician Javier Morales is adored for his smouldering looks, soulful tracks, and brooding performances but babes... behind the carefully polished image, the whispers say Javier’s got a juicy little secret: he’s allegedly been moonlighting under a fake name to play dive bar gigs and hooking up with fans right after.

Yes, really. Word is, Javier slips into dingy little venues in places like Echo Park and Silver Lake, performing under an alias with a low-key band. He trades the glitz of Hollywood for grimy neon lights, and nobody in the crowd suspects the guy crooning into the mic is that Javier Morales. The kicker? Insiders claim he uses these secret shows as a way to find casual hookups: no cameras, no headlines, just him, a drink, and whoever catches his eye.

One insider spilled:

“He gets a rush out of it, pretending to be just another struggling musician. He can let loose without the Hollywood baggage but trust, plenty of people have woken up the next morning realising who they really spent the night with.”

And the internet? Already buzzing with conspiracy theories:

“Saw a guy in a hole-in-the-wall bar who looked exactly like Javier Morales… no way it was him, right?”

“That’s why he disappears for days. He’s not on set, he’s playing his secret rockstar fantasy.”

It’s messy, it’s thrilling, and it’s pure Hollywood irony: the B-lister who spends his downtime pretending to be a nobody only to stir up scandals bigger than any role he’s ever played.

💬 Tea drinkers, what do you think? Is Javier Morales just chasing freedom in secret, or is he playing with fire that could burn his golden-boy reputation to the ground?

[dailyteamagazine]

Javier Morales’ Ghosted Ex: Star Power or Shattered Promises?

Babes, refill your mugs, because Javier Morales isn’t just carrying scripts and guitar strings. He’s carrying baggage, too, and this scandal is bubbling hotter than his latest single.

Here’s the pour: while Javier has been dazzling fans with red carpet appearances and steamy performances, insiders are whispering about a shadow from his past: his ex-wife, whom he allegedly hasn’t seen in years. Yep, dolls, not only is Javier quietly divorced, but he’s been accused of completely ghosting her after their split.

One insider spilled: “They were married young, before his big break. Once the roles started coming in, he moved to LA and basically never looked back. She’s been living quietly out of the spotlight, but word is she feels completely abandoned.”

And babes, it gets juicier. At a recent event, Javier apparently slipped when asked about “family life,” saying: “I keep my private life private” before quickly pivoting. 

Naturally, Twitter (sorry, X) is spiraling under #JaviersExFiles: “Not Javier Morales ghosting his own ex-wife for YEARS 💀.” “How do you just forget a whole marriage??”

Javier hasn’t addressed the whispers.

So, is Javier Morales guilty of rewriting his own love story by erasing his ex or is this just a messy case of skeletons being dragged out of the closet now that he’s in the spotlight? Either way, dolls, this tea is steeped in heartbreak and Hollywood shine.

[dailyteamagazine]

Seas & Scandals Cruise: Garden of Eden Wrap up

Kelsey Caballero and Fantasy Rhodes seen having a dip together.

Teodoro Vasquez and Javier Morales were seen getting hot and heavy locking lips in the hallway.

Saga Rhodes and Asher Halston seen dancing close and looking like a make out session waiting to happen.

Chloe, Cadence, Chanel and Chleo Channing seen having some wholesome sister time away from the spotlight and sharing some cackles that might have sounded like  co-conspirator plots waiting to be hatched.

Nax Thomlinson and Kelsey Caballero seen having some girl time and drinks together sans boyfriends, Jayson Vega and Ryder Tomasi

Dream Monroe and Rainbow Rhodes seen giggling like long lost friends with an air of mischief and mystery about them. Newfound besties or just friends of circumstance? Stay tuned!

[dailyteamagazine]

Javier Morales killed it in a monochromatic auburn moment and the slightly unbuttoned shirt is giving pure killer confidence. It's a fresh look that brings a sense of excitement to the night and we can't get enough. 9.1/10