Novels by Jessie Kiss

Chapter 14I adjusted my shirt collar, clearing my throat to discard the effect of the scene I just came back from.I should have knocked! Now I understood why a man should never walk into a lady’s bedroom even though she was a tomboy. All I wanted to do was let Meagan know I would be stepping out for the night. Digesting my looks in the mirror one last time, I went for my bedside cabinet and got a pen and paper. I scribbled in some words about my intention of possibly spending the night out and also the fact that I was sorry for barging into her bedroom like that. I blew out a deep breath before stepping out of my bedroom, running down the stairs to the living room. Meagan was nowhere to be seen, meaning she probably hadn't left her bedroom yet. Good enough!I placed the paper on the glass table with the pen on top of it, that way it was very obvious so Meagan would easily notice it. But just then, I heard her bedroom door click from upstairs and my heart missed beats. I rushed to

Chapter 13Black hoodie, black face masks, with his hands tucked in his jackets in a manner that suggested they clutched something beneath. It felt like an imagination in the beginning, sensing someone behind me and turning back to see nobody. I kept tugging forward, clutching my coat, until a few windows exposed his figure following behind me. My fingers trembled in cold sweat, my legs pale from nervousness. The spot my ride was supposed to pick me up is an old subway away from the streets where a number of legs walked through. Once I was certain that the hoodie man was on my tail, I couldn't risk heading to the subway and giving him the chance to come on me. I searched nervously through my purse for my phone and it took every stream of blood in my legs to force my feet to a cold stop in the middle of the busy street.Right on the glass of my screen, I saw the masked man also stop behind a tree, fondling with his pockets like he was searching for anything. My heart sank deep into

Chapter 12 My face reddened thinking about how Darrell showed up in my office yesterday. My head had been hurting since then. I don't even want to think about how he held me possessively to himself. He used to be so good with his hands. Was it still the same now? Or did he lose his spark after two years? “Gosh, Meagan.” I palmed my face loudly, embarrassed of my image staring back at me in the mirror. “Hey, Meg. Are you okay in there?’’ Darrell knocked on the bathroom door, forcing me to a jolt. “Oh, yes please. I'll be out in a few.’’ I answered and proceeded to do my morning skin care routine. Honestly, I wasn't feeling like going to the office today. Aside the fact that I felt utterly defeated, I dreaded the thought of Darrell showing up again. I wasn't sure about how I'd take it down this time. Minutes stretched long enough for me to have picked out a dress for the day, but I was only finishing up with my face care. Surprisingly, Danny hadn't come to knock or check on

Chapter 11The first thing I noticed was her scent. It was nothing like it used to be. Her intoxicating vanilla mint flavour was completely gone, all that was left was a scent I couldn't recognise. Did she go as far as changing her natural scent just to erase the memories of me? Of us? “No. Get away from me.’’ Her voice cracked, and she slipped her hand between us, using every strength left in her feeble body to try to push me off. But there was no way I was letting her out of my arms after finally getting the chance to hold her this close. “I'm sorry.’’ I whispered, clenching my jaw to hold back the tears that threatened to sting my eyes. “Help! Somebody, please help me!’’ She screamed to my greatest shock. My heart skipped at that unnerving gesture, and I was quickly reminded about when she mentioned at the entrepreneurs party that she would scream if I didn't let her go. I realised she was really going to do it.“Hear me out, Meagan.’’ I tried to make her look at me, but sh

Chapter 10What is this? Did Naomi know something? Fortunately, if there was one thing I'd learnt in my years of experience as an entrepreneur, it is self composure even in the worst of situations. Though my heart constricted hard in my chest, I managed to keep a straight face. “You did?’’ I smirked. “He was persistent in not leaving. I had to appease him with that…’’‘‘On whose account?’’ I cut in seriously, getting irritated by her silliness.Was this even being silly? Or being plain stupid?“We are a professional entity here, which means we work according to specific organizational guidelines. Not based on some personal tastes or judgement. You can't just act out on your own because you feel it's the right thing to do!’’ I slammed a fist on the desk, forcing her to jerk away. “I-I'm sorry ma'am. I just thought… I…’’ “Who the hell cares about what you think? I see you're getting tired of this job, I'll relieve you soon enough to get some rest.’’ It was now obvious that I had

Chapter 9 Silence drew intensely across the table. Chairman Luthor’s angry eyes glaring at Danny, while madam Luthor's dumbstruck gaze swatted from Danny to me at repeated intervals. Danny was frozen by my side, giving me a ‘what was that you just said’ look. “I'm just saying it's not something we have to quarrel over. A married couple should definitely have kids, and we are not exempted.’’ I explained. The kind of quiet that rested in the car was that type that had its subjects engrossed in deep thoughts. But my thoughts kept getting interrupted by every move Danny made. Each time he tapped a finger, whirred the steering, changed his steps on the brake, etcetera. “You know I want to ask right?’’ He finally said. “I didn't mean it.” "Sure you didn't, but it sounded like you had really strong backing back there. I don't think its okay to give them the wrong idea.’’ He didn't seem fine with it at all. “Would you rather I let the quarrel escalate with your father?’’ I

°° AZALEA °°I turn. My face white with unexplainable dread. There's a feminine figure standing in front of me. Skin white and flawless, like she's never had to lift a foot even to walk. Long orange hair sleeps over her shoulders, obviously tinted but pretty natural. Klein's Luna.I try to speak, then a screeching image of a similar woman wavers before my eyes. A sharp stinging pain strikes my head. “Arrghh.” I scream and grab my head, squatting down as a loud screech pierce through my ears. The woman rushes to hold me with panic in her eyes. ‘‘Are you okay? Do you need help?’’ The sounds gradually dilates, but a severe headache follows. Before I can react, darkness falls over me like a heavy cloud, and I slump to the ground. Loud beeps stubbornly echo in the air. Countless times of similar experiences makes me recognise the sound immediately. Then the sterile smell in the air. And I can almost feel syringe fluid coursing into my veins. The clinic. I open my eyes with a hoarse

°° AZALEA °°I'm trying to ignore Héctor's grotchy countenance but it is just too obvious. The fact that he's being like this after learning that I gained some memories makes it even more unsettling. He'd mentioned Helene too, and Lea can't help suspecting that it has to do with the daily medications she's been giving us. I tighten my grip around Héctor's arm and force a smile as an alpha approaches us with his luna, both smiling gleefully. “It's a pleasure to finally meet you in private like this.’’ He bows, reaching out his hand for a handshake. My gaze redirects to Héctor's hands stuck in his pockets, and the smile drops from my face when I notice he isn't bulging. I look up at his face. Stoic. Cold. Blank. I pull on a weak smile, trying to save the situation by taking his handshake instead. “Uh.. my husband is not in a very good mood this morning.’’ “Ah, I see.’’ He laughs awkwardly, stifling a nervous glance at Héctor. “You know, I've always wanted to meet you.’’ His Luna

°° KLEIN °°I know that Aurelia can probably hear my groans now. But I don't care anymore. I let my voice echo around the walls of the bathroom as I feel my release building up.My hand works faster on my cock, grinding just how intensely I usually fucked Azalea in that tiny secret roost. Just as tiny as this bathroom is right now. “Fuck!’’ I curse as my release splurt out in one aggressive stream, spilling over my hand and forming a foamy slime all over my length as I jerk further. I blow out a heavy breath finally when I feel satisfied enough and lay back against the wall to catch my breath. Her face crosses my mind again. The face I saw yesterday. Bold, and devoid of any other emotion.My heart aches madly at the recallment. That is all it has done since yesterday, especially every time I tried to make a rough draft of how her relationship became what it is with Héctor. That sneaky bastard. Was that the reason he dared to act up recklessly, forwarding a private letter to my o

°°AZALEA °°“Mmmh…’’ I toss over sleepily as Héctor presses another kiss on my cheek. But he stubbornly pours more kisses on my ear, forcing a groggy chuckle from my lips. He squeezes my shoulder, caressing my arm softly. “You have to get up now.’’‘‘What time is it?’’“Past 9am.”We were at it for nearly three hours last night. Every single muscle in my body ached like hell. And my face was definitely another hell of a mess, puffed up with excess sleep after pressing against too many unnamable surfaces last night. An exhausted yawn comes off my lips as I stretch out on the bed, meeting Héctor coy gaze with a light smirk at the corner of his lips. ‘‘What?’’ Maybe I shouldn't have asked, since I definitely already knew what the coyly look is all about. But it just felt too awkward and might have gotten even more if I didn't ask. He shrugs, helping me out of the bed which wasn't really necessary but useful. “Will you permit me to talk about last night?’’ My face heats up immediate

°° AZALEA °°A bitter lump rolls down my throat. My heart is racing like it would blow out of my chest. But I can't even move an inch right now. Not with Héctor's hardness pressing against my ass. I haven't even gotten over the kiss this evening. But here he is pulling another stunt. “I don't think this is the right place. The walls are barely soundproofed. I-I could hear noise from the next suite while I had my bath.’’ I shudder as his lips presses the back of my neck again.I've never had him this close. Because he's never tried to get too close. What has come over him today?He pauses to stare at me in the mirror. I can hear my own heartbeat pulsating against my ears as I meet his sensual gaze. He releases my body to hold my arms instead, caressing succulently. ‘‘Do you care about me, Xendaya?’’I swallow hard. He wasn't calling me Xen. Meaning he was about to make a dead serious move that I fear I might not be ready for. ‘‘I do… care about you.’’‘‘Do you trust me then?’’“

°° HÉCTOR °°Nothing ever felt as satisfying as the amount of silence that sleeps in after my voice. Meaning everyone is listening with rapt attention so the speech I'm about to share would sink deeply in their heads. You're just about to go completely crazy, Klein. Whatever piece of stability is left in that derailed mind of his, I'll make sure every last bit of it is ruined. “This announcement is basically to formally introduce my Luna to all of you.’’ I say, tightening my grip around Xendaya's waist, which Klein’s gaze has refused to break off of since we got here. Obviously he still doesn't get it. He won't bring himself to digest the thought that Xendaya is now my Luna except someone tells him. So I'm just about to do that. “Meet Xendaya Delrico. The woman the moon goddess decided to bless my fate with. My mate. My Luna. And the one behind ShadowFang’s unmatchable success these past years as you all already know.’’ Every line I said, I laced it with heavy emotions that carr

Chapter 132The table looks sumptuous with slices of various fruits on every plate and a huge glass jar of sweetened strawberry yogurt to fill up the empty glasses beside each plate. A party of various desserts are properly arranged at the center of the table– a perfect setting for a family appetizer. Alessia picked the jar, filling up each glasses which belonged to Cyril, Adrian, and Liah. The whole setting was prepared to celebrate Liah’s arrival. She'll be staying for the holidays which would last a month.Thompson eventually agreed to leave Adrian in the lycans kingdom but with a condition— that when he turned sixteen, he would return to Silverstone pack for good. He had to learn the basics if he would take over Thompson's throne. Liah on the other hand would come visiting during the holidays until whenever she chose otherwise. “Can I have some pancake, Xai?’’ Liah requests, stretching her fork. Xia, a four year old version of Cyril, rolled his eyes drastically before spittin

Chapter 131Alessia's POV It was the end of the ceremony already, what was left of it was the clanking sounds of cutleries as the crowd feasted.The crowds had reduced to a rather scanty size but the blaring music continued. In twos and more, the number of recognisable guests approached our love seat to congratulate our union. “Really can't wait for all these to be over.’’ Cyril sighed, literally frustrated. I'd realised a while back that he had been forcing those smiles he offered to the guests while they approached. And right now he just did, looking up to the approaching footsteps before us. “Congratulations, my king.’’ The robust looking man offered. I immediately recognised his voice. And when I finally met his gaze, it clicked. “We meet again.’’ He directed at me, a broad smile on his bearded face. It was the Alpha of my mother's pack. ‘‘Oh, its a pleasure. I didn't know you were present.’’ I expressed. His brows furrowed playfully. “Did you invite your mother's family

Chapter 130Alessia's POV I stood before the mirror, sizing my large belly bump that couldn't stay hidden even under the huge dress I had on. Finally, it was my coronation ceremony. The day I got officially appointed into the position of the Queen of the Lycan kingdom. Was I nervous? Of course! Although I'd met with most of the higher-ups in terms of the hierarchical rank system personnels, eminent of my visit for recognition and formal pleasantries which wasn't an easy process having my pregnancy weighing down my strenght— thanks to Lance who always showed up wherever I turned to to help. However, today I'll be standing before a sandhill of lycans observing my every word and move. I had to play things perfectly. Now back to this pregnancy. I needed it to be almost unnoticeable during the ceremony, but this was the fifth dress and it still wasn't enough for what I wanted. The door creaked open gently and Pryia tiptoed in. She shut the door query before turning to me; head lowe

Chapter 129CYRIL’S Pov“I wouldn't stoop that low. If I wanted her dead, I'd have ended her long ago.” He scoffed. He did a great job masking the truth, my intuition almost wavered. “Alan.!!’’ I shot. I needed the outright truth and nothing else from him right now. He jerked up, meeting my gaze again. His lips almost parted but his straight face crumbled, and a heavy grunt left his lips instead. It wasn't until he grabbed onto his left breast painfully that I realised something had really gone wrong with him.“Hey!’’ I drawled, still unsure yet.But a louder groan left his lips instead, in a sharp throaty pitch. “What's wrong?’’ I rushed to him, alarmed. “Alfred!’’ I yelled. Didn't all of Alessia's poison spill out? Perhaps it had reached his heart and was now threatening life from him. ‘‘Alfr….’’“The mate bond….’’ Alan hitched, trailing words off my lips. ‘‘What?’’‘‘M– Melanie. Where is she?’’ He croaked, his eyes madly reddened and glassy. ‘‘This is… this is about her?

Chapter 128CYRIL’S POV Stunned was the word. The manner she barged in, yelling my name so loudly without any regards as to what the time of the day was. I parted my lips to speak, but I was silenced by another uproar from her…“There you are!!’’ She rushed at Alan in a flash.Before I could comprehend anything, the ripping sound of skin slashing apart with a thousand droplets blood spilling all over my desk was next. “Alessia!!’’ I rose to my feet.She'd ran her claws through Alan's cheek and was still vibrating vehemently in raw anger. I had to step in real quick, or she was throwing another fist across his face. I grabbed her just in time, lifting her foots away from Alan l“That wasn't enough! Allow me deal with him a little more!’’ She kept yelling. “Can you calm down, Alessia!’’ I yelled, fed up with the whole silly drama already She'd literally just barged into privacy; not very nice an attitude. Yet she was making more fuss. “He lied. He is not innocent and I knew it.’’

Chapter 127Alessia's POV My gaze darkened; an intense squint through which I watched Alan.What in hell? He couldn't have gone that far now could he? “What are you talking about, my king?’’ He remained neutral, making it impossible to see through his external features display. “The doctor confirmed she couldn't have taken ‘such stringent process’ of terminating the pregnancy that has kept her in a very bad shape.’’ Cyril further revealed, leaving my eyes wide in awe. “Y-you mean… Melanie is… ’’ Alan trailed off, shaking his head in a swift motion. He emerged back again with the hard unaffected expression that seemed to waver just seconds ago. “I don't know what you're driving at my king. It is true that I asked her to terminate the pregnancy and that is because it can affect my lead on the prophecy. You know that.’’ He said instead. “What prophesy?’’ I moved my gaze to Cyril. He let out a huge sigh, seemingly frustrated and confused by the whole thing. “What prophesy, Alan?’’