Novels by Jeanette

"I will fight for you," I said, my voice trembling but fierce as I reached out to grab his hand, squeezing it with everything I had left. "I'm going to make sure that your curse is broken. I’m not giving up on you, Miles. Not now, not ever." Miles looked down at our joined hands, his expression a painful mixture of love and devastating resignation. He ran his thumb over my knuckles. "There has to be a way," I insisted. "Lucille... she knows things. Secrets.” Miles let out a dry, hollow laugh.I’ve already asked her, she said there´s nothing I can do. "Then I'll find another way," I snapped, my desperation turning into that familiar, stubborn fire. "I’m not killing you, Miles. I’m saving you, whether you like it or not." He leaned forward, resting his forehead against mine. "You're so stubborn," he breathed, a small, sad smile flickering on his lips. "It’s the most beautiful and terrifying thing about you."

At first, the steam rising from the kettle was a dull, heavy grey, smelling of wet earth and old copper. But as the fire roared and the ingredients fused, something magical happened. The grey mist began to swirl and thin out, suddenly turning into a vibrant, shimmering scarlet. It looked like crushed ruby caught in the wind, glowing with an inner light that defied the darkness of the mountain."It's time," I breathed. The liquid had transformed. The root, the stick, and the shirt had seemingly dissolved, leaving behind a smooth, silky scarlet liquid. Monty grabbed a ladle that was hanging conveniently by the side of the kettle and handed it to me. With a steady hand, I ladled the shimmering tea into the Goemul claw. The scent was intoxicating, sweet like mountain flowers but sharp like a coming storm. Once the claw was full, I took the cork Ruben had given me and pressed it firmly into the opening, sealing the power inside. "It’s done," Monty said, looking at the sealed

The trek up the mountain was grueling. What started as a steady climb soon turned into a battle against the terrain and our own exhaustion. The higher we ascended, the more the air seemed to betray us, it grew thin and sharp, making every breath feel like a victory won with a heavy chest. To keep our strength, Monty and I took turns carrying the supplies. Each time we swapped, the pack felt heavier than before, the straps digging into our shoulders as we navigated the jagged rocks and steep inclines. We kept walking until the sun finally dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in bruised purples and deep oranges before leaving us in the encroaching shadows. To pass the time and distract us from the burning in our lungs, Monty talked. He spoke about his life with Miles. He told me about their younger years and how Miles had always been his shield, even when the world tried to break them both. He told me about the day they lost his father, and how Miles, barely more tha

"You're back," Ruth said, her eyes scanning us curiously. "Did you manage to get what you were after?" Before I could answer, Felix jumped in, his tone sharp. "A business trip... now? She was lucky you got home when you did so you could help her. What were you thinking, really?""What can I say?" Miles replied calmly, though there was an edge to his voice. "I didn't have a choice.""Well, you're home now anyway, that’s the main thing," Ruben added, trying to diffuse the tension. "And you succeeded, too.""Now all that's left is to brew the tea," I said, looking around the table. "I'm coming with you," Miles stated firmly, already starting to stand up. "NO!" Felix and Monty shouted in unison. "You've already done your part," Felix added, his voice dripping with irritation."And with flying colors, it seems.""Yeah, now it's my turn!" Monty complained, crossing his arms over his chest. Felix mumbled something into his plate while shov

I felt the heat of his back through my clothes as he carried me the last stretch of the way. I was pretending to be completely exhausted, letting my head rest against his shoulder just to soak in his scent and feel his steady strength. Everything Miles had told me up in the mountains, about the curse, the pain, and the sacrifices he’d made, had caused the last walls around my heart to crumble. My feelings for him were stronger than ever. When we stepped into the apartment, it was completely quiet. The others were likely still at work. "I’m going to toss you onto the sofa," Miles muttered with a teasing smirk, "because I seriously don't have the energy to carry you up those stairs." I quickly hopped off his back, much more energized than I had let on. "Okay, thanks a lot!" I said brightly, immediately bolting for the stairs before he could react. "Hey! That’s my room!" he shouted after me. "Not anymore!" I called back over my shoulder. "Don't you dare go

"We need someone to stay above the surface with you," Jinkyu explained to them. "Just in case Noxius comes near. I need to dive deep to locate exactly where the Well is hidden." He won’t come. I can guarantee that much, I thought to myself, but I kept my mouth shut. I tried not to listen, it was better that way. Until Ruben stepped in front of me and practically hauled me up by the arm, steering me toward them. "So... could Miles go instead? Help out with the lookout duty?" Ruben asked, planting me right beside her."That could work. If you have the time to join us, Miles?" Jinkyu asked. Before I could even get a "no" out, Constance tossed a glass of water on me. "Oops," she said, her voice flat. "My mistake. Clearly, I didn't mean to do that." I wiped a droplet of water from my eyelash. "Clearly," I said, not being ironic at all. "Since you’re already wet, Miles, you might as well join us at the lake. Let’s move," Jinkyu said, and just like that, I