Austin And Ally Jessie Crossover Part 1 Novels & Stories

It looks like I'll beat my older brother to getting married if I don't make a way out of this soon. Damn it! I'm not gonna let that happen. I'm not marrying that girl. ALLYS POV My mind is open, and I'm trying to remember the events before I became like this. And I wasn't disappointed. Because I remember everything that happened to me now. (Flashback) I woke up when I felt something stroking my legs. With blurry eyes, I looked at it, and I was so shocked when I saw my stepfather Arsing raising the sleeve of the skirt I was wearing.

I dragged my suitcase through the airport, New York's air hitting me, familiar yet foreign. A loud wolf whistle caught my attention. "Welcome back, New York's sexiest artist!" I spun around to see my best friend Clara Willow leaning against her flashy red convertible, her blonde hair catching the sunlight like spun gold. Designer sunglasses covered half her face, but couldn't hide that million-dollar smile. "Clara!" I was surprised, practically sprinting toward her. "How do you know I'm returning today?" Clara threw her arms wide for a bear hug. "Please, you think I'd let my bestie take some sketchy cab home? Grandma Margaret spilled the beans."

If that were the case, then I would gladly let him have the 50 million dollars. Without hesitation, I turned and hopped onto the bus headed to the interview. That evening, I returned to the dorm. The sight that greeted me stopped me cold. Patrick had his arm wrapped around Emily Hayward's waist. The two of them looked like they had just finished rolling around in bed. I must have been blind in my previous life. I did not realize until the very end that the two of them had been in on it together all along. They were not even startled to see me. In fact, their faces brimmed with defiance.

**Aurora** I stood in the hotel lobby like a lost child as I took in the scene before me. “Jason?” My voice cracked despite my feeble attempt to sound strong. He turned, and the color drained from his face the moment he recognised me. “A–Aurora?” he stammered. The blonde haired girl in his arms also turned slowly, and her glossy lips curved up in a mischievous smile the moment she recognised me. Sasha. She adjusted the strap of her designer dress before speaking.

“Stay away motherfucker. You and your little henchmen! Stay away from us. Devin Deacon will find you!” “Is he gone?” I ask, slowly raising my body off the ground. “Yes, babes! They are gone.” I hear the door quickly open. I look over the couch. McKenzie is grabbing the card off the stair. “Jackson Cruz! I fucking knew it! It was your dad, Cassie!”

I said, then closed the door I was holding. Jax and Josh are back in their casuals; they were dressed formally in New York, And Josh had even put his black earrings back on. "Back to casuals, are we?" I asked them and they smiled. "We are no longer outside our pack, and you look beautiful, Luna," Josh said, and Jax gave him a look. "Hayden is going to tear you limb by limb before you get your senses back," he said, and Josh rolled his eyes. "Stop bickering and enter the damn elevator," I said, then pressed the door open.

But it is simply not so easy to just take his raw affection for my body back once it has been fully given away to another man. As the dark forest evening approaches the valley, Jessa Moore finally manages to slip away from her family cabin, leaving the little Reed Walker Twins safe under the heavy guard of her own pack parents. Her boots click softly against the floor as she approaches my bedside, letting out a long, ragged sigh as she looks at my broken frame lying there under the thin white sheets. “Mars hasn't opened his eyes yet, Tyler?” Jessa whispers, her hand touching my cold forehead. “Brother, why does his beautiful male body have to carry such a terrible, bloody destiny in this for

The woods surrounded them like a natural wall, trees standing tall and dark, branches swaying gently in the breeze that carried the party sounds higher. His anxiety hummed low under the buzz of the scene. *This is not as bad as I thought it'd be, it was actually nice for a change* But the energy was infectious. The win from the game still lingered in the air, mixing with the night and the promise of forgetting for a few hours. Tyrone nudged him toward one of the coolers. “First drink’s on me. Loosen up, bro. You earned it after that game.” Ethan took the cup handed to him—something cold and sweet with a sharp bite underneath. He sipped cautiously at first, the alcohol warming his throat and

If Belle sold this, she wouldn’t have to worry about money for a few years. “Take them,” Amelia said with a smile. Belle was not pretentious in refusing her kind gesture. Instead, she nodded and put these things inside her dress. “Let’s go. We have to wait till everyone leaves for the night. Otherwise, Alpha and Ellis will be suspicious, and they will find us out before I can cross the border.” Belle said. “Okay.” the party hall. Everyone left one by one when their Alpha ordered them in for the night. He even dismissed his beat and pack warriors because he had something to handle. Only Ellis and Alpha Logan left.

Travis says as he takes my hand and leads me to class. While at Rick's, I sit at the table close to Alasdair and Caleb's, eavesdropping on their conversation. Travis and Austin are seated at our usual table, watching them. Austin was supposed to have a date with Chris, but she asked him to get the pizza and bring it to Rick's so they could also have coffee. Wyndy serves Alasdair and Caleb their coffee with a smile and Caleb stares at her until she is out of sight. "You know, your girlfriend looks a lot like one of the kids that broke into my lab with that strange man," he says.