Novels by Jedah

Ophelia's Pov“Guess what, darling?” As soon as I opened the door for Rina to let her in, she had jumped straight into my arms, the bag of what I assumed was food in her hand warming my back immediately it touched.“Ouch.”“You bought dinner from outs—”“No, that's not it. You are not a good guesser.” She pulled away from me.“I wasn't guessing,” I fired, locking the door after she had pulled away.“Guess who spilled coffee on a customer today?”“You.”“Yes, me.” She began bringing everything out from the bag she had brought. “And instead of him yelling at me, he was cool instead. He took my number and gave me crazy cash—which I couldn't resist—and asked if we could meet for a simple, friendly dinner date, which I refused…” Her mouth ran like a tap as she set all the food, drinks and snacks she had brought on the table. “And voila! He turns out to be one of the restaurant owners—my boss. He’s cute but not my type. And why would he take interest in me on my first day at his restaurant

Ophelia's POVI won't let this job slip through my hands that easily. I had gone through the flier, and I took an interest in it. For the first time, I felt determined to do something as I stood in front of the mirror, wanting to look as moral as possible. Grandma’s long old skirt, which was surprisingly fitting, paired with a sweater and boots. My hair was packed in a neat bun, and the whole look gave the image of a perfect wife and mother of three. The kind of mother who wakes up at six to make breakfast for her kids, packs lunch boxes, and in the evening helps her kids with their homework. The kind of woman who always has a comforting smile on her face and the patience of a saint—not that Ophelia.I thought this was the change I needed, but I couldn't stop every bone in me from missing him. Shaking my head as I released a slow sigh, I tucked some strands of hair that had fallen on my face behind my ear, grabbing my folder of forged references I had spent hours on last night to perf

The room was silent; the sound of birds chirping outside and Grandma’s slightly grown trees hitting the window was the only thing that could be heard. The windows were pulled closed because of how freezing the damn weather was. I was in a coat Rina and I had gotten sullenly on our way home from the hospital, no one ready to make a sound.“You know I wouldn’t give you something fake, right? I mean, I love to hate you too much to pull that shit. You need to talk—what do we do with it?” She spread her arms out dramatically, and I knew she was trying her best not to smoke around me after all the rules the doctor had stated before we left. I also wished I could smoke, but I’d be coughing like a fucking asthmatic patient.“Keep it, call Papa, or get… you know, get rid of it.” She whispered the last part, and I feared the first idea. My heart took the lead role in a hand group with her second idea, but a slight hitch—a feeling of disapproval—washed over me at hearing the last one.“What woul

“I need a reasonable explanation as to why you left.” He was standing right in front of me, my emotions a wreck, as I fought back the urge to run into his arms, hug the shit out of him, claim his lips, and ask him how he had been. To raise his shirt and check if his wound had worsened or healed… I can't believe my body reacted so hitched so badly, craving the closeness I could get, but I tried to control whatever feelings were brewing. Like his father had said before I left, this bond was forced, and yes, it is. It was never meant to be. Callum just needed someone to talk some sense into his head.“It’s clear, Cal. I left for good this time. We can’t just keep playing around with you thinking we can make something good out of a forced union.” His hand came to the door, holding it back, caging me. Why can’t he stop doing this to me? Why can’t he stop affecting me? Why can’t I think straight now?“Do you feel like we were just playing around? Our first fucking marriage you left, I knew

Callum's POV“Oh fuck," a low growl escaped my lips as I struggled to get a clear view of where I was… sun ray spilled into the room, so fucking eye-blinding. My throat felt like hot coals had been stuck down. “Fuck…” I cursed.The scent of a woman's perfume filled the room. “Ophelia," I called out with a raspy voice. Ophelia has a natural scent, not this choking ones from chemicals.“Cal…Cal!.” A feminine voice cut through the air, and I got pulled into a suffocating embrace where I lay. Pain slashed through my stomach, and the haze in my eyes lifted a bit. I could finally see the room I was in and noticed the other people gathered around the bed, but the face I wished for wasn't among them. Fear slashed through my soul as I pushed the feminine figure holding me like a crutch away. “Where the fuck is she?"Zaleo, Father, Gabriella, Helena, Tazio, and one of father's trusted doctors, Marco, were present."She doesn't want to see you, but I do. I have been with you for the past five da

Ophelia's POVI don’t know what came into me, I don’t know where this energy came from, but I had just stabbed that woman with a fork I was meant to use in eating my pasta, and now I was running into long corridors as they chased behind me, pulling room doors open to another room until I finally got to one with a slightly open steel door.“Don’t go in there, bitch!!!!”Too late, as I slammed the door shut behind me, locking it with the key also.My chest was beating fast as I slid to the ground, my body sweaty all over as the dizziness hit me once more. My eyes pulled shut, not bothering to check the room I had stumbled into, but I could smell the faint scent of cigarettes. Maybe just a little more deep breath, and I could jump down the window.“You are really biting off more than you can chew, missy…”My breath caught, and my eyes snapped open to find the mastermind standing close to the window, which spilled light into the room. I got back on my feet slowly.“Where do you think you’

Ronan's Pov I hated how easily she cowered. I hated the fear in her eyes, and I wanted nothing more than to end those who brought it to her… but no, not the lady—Derek's mate. Maybe Firefly could learn how to fight back from her—a lady like Vera. Unhinged, sassy, and crazy. That was what I hoped for in a mate. But Firefly wasn’t bad; I could tame her until she succumbed to my darkness. When she shut the door behind her, my wolf growled in disapproval, and my feet grew a mind of their own, moving hurriedly to her door—until it came to me that she wasn’t meant to know me. This was a fucking game, and I hated it, but I would win. All Father wanted from me was to extend my cover-up business here. He had been on my neck for ages, and he was surprised when I suddenly gave in, telling him I wanted to stay here for a few more days before moving back to Italy…If only he knew it was all for his little wife, the mad king would find ways I and Firefly don't end up together like he did to D

Elysia's PovIf I still wanted my head to stay intact, I needed to stay away from the Dravons—alongside the Alpha if I could, and especially the Alpha's mysterious son. He was the definition of intimidation and sophistication in human form. I still couldn't help but feel how my breath seized in his presence, especially after our skin had touched.I pushed my hair back roughly, releasing a sigh as I got off the ‘shame’ called clothing, holding every piece out like I was asked to pick up trash. A violent knock came on my door, shaking it so badly I thought it was going to be pulled down."I will get back to you," I whispered the Alpha's words, and I thought I knew what was coming for me as the knocks grew heavier, yet no voice spoke to announce who it was.I tried not to panic as I draped a quick robe over myself, moving toward the door. It turned out to be the Alpha's fourth wife, Asia—overly dramatic and, from what I had heard, desperate to become the Alpha's favorite so he would mark

In a large room, where three red-haired females stayed in flimsy clothing, I walked in, dragging a bloody man behind me. His neck held a deep cut, and he tugged hard on the rope I used to pull him in. “Oh, you are here. Did you miss me, darling?” As soon as one of the women sitting on the four-poster bed saw me, her lips widened into a smile—one that no human nor any other species could possess except her kind. Her ears flapped slightly, like the wings of a butterfly, a fake blush tainting her cheeks as she crossed her legs, winking seductively. "That smile is hideous…" I feigned a look of disgust, then threw my father's guard at her feet. “I brought gifts for you; his organs should be good for making a potion.” Bliss settled in my chest as I watched the fear cradled in the guard’s eyes. Even in his bloody state, missing a leg, he still tried to move backward, his butt dragging against the floor…Run, fucking trying to get away from me. His torture had only just begun—right afte

Elysia's POV I woke up, pulling off the blindfold from my face, surprised to find myself in a different room, much smaller than the one I was in last night, and the window was so large that my whole body could fit in. Strange voices could be heard outside of the door—my mind wandered back to the stranger last night, and my heart began pounding wildly in its rib cage. What had happened last night? How did a stranger get into the room unnoticed? Why didn't I just pull off the blindfold when I found out it wasn't the Alpha? Who was he, and why did I feel strange at his touch? A soft caw by the window diverted my attention. And there stood a raven perched on the edge of the window, its beak holding a black envelope that matched its feathers. I watched it carefully, a slight frown on my face, wondering who would have sent a bird when there were cell phones and other modern means of communication. But I remembered that since my stay on Earth, I do not own a cell phone like my peers. Al

Ronan's Pov After an intense, satisfied run in the woods, I walked into one of the clubs I owned here in Arkansas. "Hey, Roe lon..." one of my long time fuckmates walked up to me as she held her hand out to my chest, but I slapped her hand before she could touch me. "I am not in the mood." I walked further until I got to a dark room, which reeked of more alcohol and drugs than the foyer. I took a seat at the bar stand next to Damon. "You look like shit." Damon raised a playful brow at me, shaking his head slightly. "You claimed her." The nosy fool asked, but I gave no immediate response. For the first time, I was confused about what I felt. I didn't know if it was anger, shame, or self-pity. I snatched one of the cigarettes from the table, lighting it as I kept it between my lips to kill the damn headache. This stupid mate bond was making me regret that I had almost rejected my own mate. "She doesn't have a wolf." "Interesting." Damon smiled "You really need a foursom

Elysia's Pov Mama said nothing as she helped me with my dress. I was expecting a word of assurance from her because I was fucking scared and nervous. He was going to have his hands on me, we were going to have—sex. Tears gathered at the corner of my eyes. "Are you crying?" Mama's cold voice had me snap my eyes open as she placed more roses in the bathtub. "You know how ungrateful you are… stop acting like a bitch and soak in there before the Alpha gets angry.” I bit my lip, sticking my leg into the tub before getting in fully. "I still don't know why she is acting pathetic. I know you like this, little sister.” Elara’s taunts were like needles to my ears. I swallowed back the anger burning inside me. I remembered the last time I talked back at her—Father had stuck a rod into the fire and struck it against my waist… then he came to pet me again, saying it was just to teach me respect. He was scared I would talk back to the Alpha and get killed, but I knew if Elara had done some