Novels by JayWritess

XANDERI knew she would be so happy when she received the news that she was the new CEO of the gallery, and I felt a warmth in my chest at the way she squealed with excitement.All this while, I had been working to buy the gallery in her name because I couldn’t stand having her humiliated anymore. I was satisfied she was happy with the idea; now I could finally go to work.I downed the last drop of wine in the glass I was holding before stepping out with my briefcase. As I walked into the garage, I saw someone approaching hastily from the corner of my eye. The pace was alarming; I had to turn, only to find it was Nora approaching with so much anger. Her face looked flushed, and her body looked tense.“Nora?” What was she doing here? She had made it clear she wasn’t ever going to come back since I chose Maeve over her. “What are you doing here?”“I never knew you were this heartless, Xander!” she snapped when she was closer to me. Her voice was unusually high, and I knew the last time

MAEVEI refused to answer the call again, even when she called back. I thought she was totally out of her mind or probably drunk, but then I remembered what Xander had said just a few minutes ago. They would call me back? Did he get me my job back?My spirits lifted, and I quickly stood from the floor, rushing to meet him. What has he done this time?I found him in the wine chamber, sipping some wine from a glass. He looked at me for a moment, and seeing his face again made me nearly forget why I was there, just staring back at him.He cleared his throat and walked toward me. “I’m sorry I lied to you.” He slowly took my hand in his, eyes locked on mine, looking hurt. But I slipped my hand out of his, still angry. I was only there to find out what he did that made the director personally call me back to work.“What did you do?” I blurted, arms crossed over my chest, glaring at him.“What?” he asked, looking confused. “I lied to you,” he repeated.“Not that! Why am I suddenly being aske

MAEVEA knock on the door jolted me awake from my sleep. I didn’t know how long I must have slept, given my eyelids felt heavy. I dragged myself out of bed and went to get the door; it was Xander with one of his charming smiles.“Good morning sleepyhead,” he teased.“Good morning,” I greeted him back with a smile.“You're not ready for work yet?” he asked, and I was confused. He already knew I had been dismissed from work.I scoffed. “Are you being sarcastic this morning? It’s been two weeks, and I haven’t gone to work because I was sacked. You know that?” I raised an eyebrow at him, and he chuckled.“That means they haven’t called you then. Let’s give them a little more time,” he said, ruffling my hair. “Once you get the call, meet me in the sitting room,” he smiled. I was confused about what had gotten into him. Why would I suddenly get a call from work? It’s been two weeks!“I don’t understand what you mean, Xander, but I want to sign up for a prenatal class this weekend.” He stare

MAEVEXander pulled out a velvet box from his pocket and flashed it in my face, a radiant smile lighting up his features. I laughed as I realized what would be inside that box. “Don’t tell me you carry the ring around?”“Yes, I take it with me everywhere I go… since the first day I proposed. I’ve been waiting for the perfect moment to place it on your finger,” he replied, gently taking my left hand and brushing a tender kiss against it. “I should do this properly,” he said with a soft laugh, getting down on one knee beside me at the foot of the bed while I sat up, my heart racing.“Will you marry me?” he asked again, his voice filled with hope.“Yes!” I beamed, watching as he slipped the exquisite ring from the velvet box onto my finger.“Thank you,” he looked grateful like I’d done him a favor. His soothing voice warmed my heart, accompanied by a gentle hug from him that enveloped me in comfort.When we broke the embrace, I finally gazed at the ring. It featured a platinum band adorn

MAEVEI had been angry and jealous, watching the way Xander’s wife touched him back at the gallery. Insecurity and overwhelm had begun to creep in, overshadowing the heavy ache that seized my lower abdomen.I wanted to run away, to disappear as the curator tarnished my image. I wanted to hide and cry after I concluded I was about to lose Xander. But the moment I tried to move, my head spun, and a sharp pain gripped my body, causing my legs to give way as I collapsed to the floor.What happened next felt alien until I woke up in a hospital with Xander by my side. Seeing him immediately brought back memories of his encounter with his wife. He had never told me he was still married. Why did he put me in the limelight through this fake relationship? To ridicule me? Was that all men liked to do to women who weren’t attractive enough—ridicule them by pretending to have something going for them?I was so mad at him that I didn’t speak, even when he showed me kindness. He made me look like a

XANDER “Respect?” Nora echoed, her lips curled in disgust. “She lost all respect in my eyes the day she agreed to marry Thayer. I wanted my son to marry the daughter of a rich realtor who would build your business more across America. I never expected he would end up with an orphan whose late mother was nothing but a whore, my sworn enemy!” I never knew Nora had this much venom in her voice.Yes, she always hated Lilian, Maeve’s mother, because she dated her college crush instead of her. When Edgar, her crush, died in an accident, she blamed it all on Lilian for breaking his heart.“I’ve worked with her at the gallery, and I know she’s the gold-digging type. She can make you sign off all your investments to her. She almost made us lose all our customers at the gallery; that’s why I had to get the director to fire her…”“Fire her?!” I repeated, shocked. “She was fired today?” I was so annoyed I almost jumped on Nora. “Who the fuck fired her?” My fists clenched at my sides as I struggl

Neil's POV It had been almost a week and I had been mourning him, loathing myself for his demise. I felt empty, weak, and powerless as he was cremated six feet into the ground. I would bear this scar, this burden all my life, as the one who killed his brother. I couldn’t accept any other truth, knowing this would not have happened if I had paid attention to what my mother said a few weeks ago about my brother's disappearance. I should have gone in search of him; maybe I could have saved him earlier. But now, there seemed to be more to this than just losing him to the monster I was yet to understand. A monster that operated with shadows and was as dangerous as hell, capable of possessing the soul of a werewolf. I had to dig into this. Who were the 'they' that were coming? And why do they want to wipe out all werewolves? His voice echoed in my mind. A thin line of tears rushed down my face as I stared at his grave. Every werewolf in the Castros pack had come to pay their last respe

Neil's POV "Scythe!!!" I screamed in fury with everything in me. The hairs on my body rose in anger. My blood boiled, and the only way to stop this was to take Scythe down and make him pay for everything he put the werewolves of Castros pack through. "Scythe!!" I roared again. Heira paced angrily within me, and I knew any moment now, he would push out. The air suddenly went still, and an ominous silence fell among the ruins of the pack. Cold air rushed in from all sides, and strange shadows began to take shape around me. Scythe's power had increased since the last time. More larger and thicker lumps of shadow penetrated the air now, cloning themselves... more than one Scythe stood before me, ready to attack. "You called me." His voice was unusually deep and menacing, resonating like thunder in the environment. But I cared less; he could display an array of powers as much as he wanted, but he was going down today. With gritted teeth, I pounced forward on both feet, claws pointed at

Neil's POV One blissful, amazing night with my mate had left us both curled into each other's arms. Her head rested on my chest while she slept. She was my mate, my Luna with a wolf spirit—a healer. Not only was she a werewolf now, but she was also a healer. In that moment, I wished I had turned her earlier; Cole wouldn’t have had to endure all of those struggles in Europe to save me from silver. I felt proud of her. She had awakened her wolf successfully after one bite, which was very rare, and she had been blessed by the moon with such a unique power. I suspected that was just the tip of the power of blue wolves. As I lost myself in thoughts about what it would feel like to finally present my mate to the Castros pack, a voice suddenly screamed into my head through the mind-link. "Alpha! Where are you? The pack is in chaos!" It was my beta, Damien. "What’s wrong? What’s happening?" "It’s the shadow assassin! The pack members are disbanding in fear. So many werewolves have been k

Amelia's POV She was very focused and carefully navigated the woods as if she had been there before. Also, she was very fast; I could tell by the amount of wind brushing past her fur. Neil was behind us... wait, not Neil. It was his wolf! I chuckled in excitement. It was getting interesting. 'Lydia is beautiful', I heard Neil in my head as our wolves sprinted through the undergrowth. 'She's charming and very interesting. I love her already', I replied as I laughed. We were beating Neil and his wolf in the race. They couldn't keep up with us; Lydia was extremely fast. 'And she's unusually fast! Damn! Heira is struggling to match her speed!' Neil complained, and I took pride in that. I heard his wolf purr as he increased his speed. 'Catch me if you can,' Lydia screamed in excitement. We pounced ahead. But Lydia suddenly paused and turned to Heira. 'Okay, I think we have arrived at the end of the game.' I stretched my eyes and saw it was a dead end—a cliff. Heira swiftly transfor

Amelia's POV My whole body quaked even while Neil was licking the wound. His hot tongue flapped the bite marks, but that didn't stop the storm I felt within. He pulled away and looked into my face. I thought he was going to let go because he didn't know when my wolf would arrive, but instead, his lips found mine. My lips quivered in his mouth as he kissed me, lips first until our tongues almost set on fire. I could feel my thigh getting slicker as our mouths continued dancing together. Yet, my whole body was on fire; starting from the mark Neil had just placed on my neck to the very pit of my stomach. I began to feel so strange, so alien to my body. I gasped into Neil's mouth while he kissed me because the pains were almost choking me, but Neil's powerful arms held me steadily against his chest as he tried to ease the pains. My fingers dug into his back as it felt as if I could merge with his body. The pains throbbed in my head and pounded in my chest, as if my body would explode an

Amelia's POVI know my name is Amelia. I remember that face; the face I wake up with every morning, right on my mind. I remember his name; he is Neil Morreti. All the memories we ever shared all rushed into my mind; including the sex in the pool at Arkans. I remember he had saved me but I can't remember what happened that he needed to save me in Arkans. I remember that monster, Logan; he cut off my pinky and promised he would send it to Neil, which he did.One distinct thing I also remember is that Neil is not an ordinary human. He has a wolf; a dark haired wolf that is so strong.I couldn't stop myself from imagining what it felt like having a wolf that you could call on, even when you are in danger. I would speak to her, hear her thoughts and opinions and not a soul will know what we are discussing. I would make her my gist mate. I would smell things from afar, hear any little sound like I wish to, become terribly fast and my punch will be strong enough to break enough bones.That f