Bait Jade West Novels & Stories

“Bai Hu. The Lord of Fuxi, protector of the West.” “The white tiger.” Jin nodded. “If we are to summon one of the holy beasts, Bai Hu is our best bet. Have you made up your mind?” Jade had almost forgotten about the decision she had to make. Now that she has seen Bai Hu, the legend didn’t sound as far-fetched as she thought. Besides, she needed to get home. No matter what it takes. With her jaws set and eyes fiery with determination, she nodded. “Yes. Let’s go find Bai Hu’s stars.”

" Considering her former residence and the kind of life she lived, a girl like Jade would not hesitate to betray her company for some money. No one would want to live in this stinky environment, worrying each day about when the casino men would show up to take their lives. Jade got an opportunity and she took it. But if that was the case, it meant a more powerful person was involved in the sabotage. Timothee looked at the neighborhood for the last time. "At least we've gotten some information here. We need to find Jade and her mystery boyfriend as soon as possible. But I'll inform Miss. Morgan first."

They will be recognized by the whole pack. “You are Giulia River,” she answered. “And who will I soon be?” I questioned. “You’ll be Giulia Slade,” she replied. My lips slowly curled into a smile. The whispering behind me grew louder. Someone was watching. I didn’t have to turn to know. The market was full of eyes that saw too much, mouths that spoke too quickly. If I left now, with my pride in tatters, the story would be twisted before I get back home. Home?

“For now, I will have you there, and then I will get the supplies that you will need. They shouldn’t have tossed you on the street. You can’t be left alone. This weather will suck the heat out of you and the baby. It would be the best thing for the both of you to get out of this cold.” Jade thought about it for a moment. She had nowhere else to be. She looked at the stranger named Benton again and knew she had no other choice. She had to go with him for now. She had to learn to trust this man for a little while though it might not be the best option.

Jade narrated her feelings. "I'll do my best Jade so you could learn to love me," Bobby making an amendment. "Even though you would succeed having me, still we can not live happily. You don't even know how you can leave the city with me. Javen won't stop hunting you until he gets me back. He won't stop searching for me. I know you are watching or listening to the news now. I know Javen at the moment now had turned the whole city in chaos searching us. He was powerful, even the underworld is stirred now." Jade laid down and covered herself with the blanket and sobbing underneath.

Since my stay here, I heard her name a few good too many times while the guys were talking. I hear the rumble of bikes and I turn, but the hill blocks my view of the other side. Kaleb howls his lungs out and I put my food down to get him from his rocking chair, but Jade gets him. She was the one who came back with Beggar 2 weeks back. She has a beautiful tattoo that she shows off on her back, of a fallen angel sitting with a broken wing. She’s shorter than me, but not by much. She played a game of Jenga with me the one night while we binged watched, Discovery of Witches.

"Why are you telling me this?" "Because I want to watch him lose." Jade's smile turned vicious. "And you, sweet naive little Maeve, might be exactly the weapon I need. That USB? It's just the beginning. I've got so much more. But I need someone on the inside. Someone he won't suspect." The bathroom suddenly felt too small, the air too thick. "You want me to spy on him." "I want you to survive him." Jade pulled out a phone, typed something quickly, then showed Maeve the screen. It was a photo, Carter and an older man in a dark warehouse, money changing hands, crates marked with warning labels stacked behind them.

Jade West. I'd intentionally approached Alison after her and Otto's registration. Seemed there was no escaping her today. I kept my eyes on Alison. “We have absolutely nothing to talk about.” Jade hesitated. “Why are you acting this way? This isn’t like you.” That made me laugh. I finally turned to her. “Wow. You and Otto seem to be sharing the same weed. Showing up here after all the crap you pulled.” Her mouth opened and closed a few times like a fish out on land. It was almost comical.

Her eyes searched mine, reaching for a connection that had frayed to the point of breaking, grasping at threads that slipped through her fingers like sand. "Jade," I whispered to myself, the name emerging as a silent prayer, a secret benediction that held more power than the most fervent of confessions. Jade—my little mate, the forbidden fruit that dangled just out of reach, tempting me with whispers of what could be. It was a dangerous game we played, one where the rules were etched in shadow and the prize was as intoxicating as it was elusive.

Mark sat up and looked down at Jade, “You, why do you come into my home just to fart?” Jade grinned, “I came here to ask you to look for someone for me.” “Who?” Mark asked as he stood up. “Mateo Silver, he is really handsome but dresses like a bum,” Jade answered with a smile. Mark walked over to the dining table where his laptop was and sat down on the chair, he flipped his laptop open with a yawn. He input his password, plugged in a few devices and a search bar showed up and he typed Mateo Silver into it.