Books By Jewel Novels & Stories

"I was only kidding earlier, Miss. Don't be too serious." She huffed and stuffed the phone into her pocket. She knelt and crammed the erotica book she had been reading earlier into the bag alongside the newly purchased books. "I'll go. Keep an eye on these. Don't tell anyone what kind of books are inside. Are we clear?" "Yes, Miss, I won't let you down!" Jewel wore the summer hat that hung around her waist and the boots that were lying by the hut's door. "Did he bring Francisko?" she inquired, smoothing her waist-length black and wavy hair.

Then one Lord shouted. “She lies ! There was no treasure!” That seemed to get the Lords and Ladies riled up. She stood then quiet, closed her eyes and did as Khepri had told her. She stilled her mind and thought of the jewel being in her hand and when she opened her eyes the jewel appeared inside her hand. It sparkled and gleamed giving off a rainbow hue form the light refracting off of it making the crowd go oh and ah as they looked on. One lady yelled.

She was in her purple house sport gear, a black and purple sport bra and joggers. Damn, she looks hot! "Oh, okay." Jewel nodded, trying to act normal when all she was feeling was heat from being under his deep and intense gaze. "I also want to write some books." She added after a moment of silence. Henry nodded and Jewel smiled, turning to go, only to be pulled back by Henry. She gasped as she collided with his body, Henry's hands wrapping around her waist. Jewel breath caught in her throat as she was surprised at what was happening. She has never been so close to any guy and here she was, in the arms of Henry.

Sheesha was something, Musa didn't like on daily basis but he didn't mind it once in a while. "Yeah, I am coming. Okay? Talk to you later." With that, he cut the call. Entering his room he made his way to the walk-in closet that held the most exclusive and expensive watches, shoes, perfumes, belts, and clothes. Opening a drawer that has the most precious watches in it, he picked out his favorite Rolex watch.

I noticed the note in the center of the flowers and the gold chain that was wrapped around the stems. * Come be a family one last time, my little pumpkin -Dly* upon further inspection, I unclasped the chain and held up a single 3 karat sapphire rose charm. I smiled as the tears began to well up in my eyes. Dylan was playing games with my heart. he was acting like the mysterious romantic man he used to be now. playing a treasure hunt with me like I didn't already know where to find him. I got back on my rickshaw and proceeded to the Comodo Place Hotel. Dylan would be there waiting for me, hopefully, and not another clue.

She asked. “There’s a rumor going round that your father wrote a book or a journal, whatever that is, and was going to release it to the press but he died before that.” I saw her flinch at the mention of death, “That was when your identity came to light; the missing Avila daughter.” “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” “That’s the thing. If the journal has been missing and you are alive, what do you think will be the next possible conclusion?” I leaned forward with my arms crossed.

Nodding, Ben said, “When I told her that you’d befriended the zombies and were staying with hem, she insisted on going to their encampment instead of with the others to the coven, but she’s safe.” With a sigh of satisfaction, Jasper said, “That’s good.” Ben looked at Jasper long and hard. He’d carried a crush for Lila since she’d joined his coven and had hoped that one day she’d feel the same about him. It was clear by her desperate need to be wherever Jasper was, that his hopes were crushed. Even so, he couldn’t hate the man. He’d come to like and respect him for his intelligence, adaptability, and bravery. “I used my third eye to inspect her vocal cords,” Ben said. “The bastard left a few

I didn't expect him to agree to the request, she whispered, her reflection in the mirror looking pale and haunted. With trembling fingers, she reached up to adjust her hair, placing the jeweled hairpin back into its normal position. The small action felt monumental, like armor being donned before battle. She smoothed down the silk of her gown, the rich burgundy fabric rustling softly with her movements, and steeled herself for what was to come.

And then she let me put a ring on her finger. Jesse had been right, she was a gem. In a world full of rhinestones, she was a precious jewel. And while I hated to think about her ever having spent a single day on Swank's stage, Nikki would always be my diamond.

“It's time, Jewel!” Star rushed into the parlour. She plopped down next to me, with an excited grin on her face. “Time for what?” I tilted my head, confused by her words. “It's time to party!” She beamed. “It's time to rock the boat.” “Oh, it is?” I dropped the book I was reading with a sigh. “What's wrong?” “I… Uh… No, nothing is wrong. I was just lost in a fantasy world, that's why” I lied. I was only pretending to read the book. My mind was on how hard Miguel was on me last night.