Breaking The Dark: A Jessica Jones Marvel Crime Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Before anyone could react, Jessica unleashed a surge of dark energy, engulfing the clearing in an impenetrable mist. Panic rippled through the pack as they struggled to see through the veil of darkness, their heightened senses dulled by Jessica's malevolence. Selene's voice resonated with a roar as she tried to dispel the darkness. But her magic seemed feeble against the formidable force emanating from Jessica, who laughed triumphantly in response. With a swift motion, Jessica vanished into the night, leaving the pack in disarray. The once-steadfast bonds of trust and love now lay fragile, exposed to the malevolent forces that sought to tear them apart.

The pup spent nearly a month in an incubator, but in the end, they couldn't save it. With the pup gone, Ryan didn't waste a second. He used every ruthless tactic at his disposal to sever the bond with Clara. Clara probably realized that if she kept fighting him, she'd end up with nothing, so she took a payout and signed the papers. Now, Vera is back on the hunt for a new Luna. But the drama surrounding the Dark Moon Pack has spread to every pack in the region. No Alpha's daughter is willing to jump into that dumpster fire. My mom had a look of pure "I told you so" satisfaction as she told me the story.

“What do I get in return?” The thing about us was that nothing was ever done for free, even between brothers, cousins or friends. That's the way it had been, and nothing was going to change it now. “I’ll give you the paper company in Switzerland. The one you’ve always wanted,” I bargained immediately without missing a beat. She was worth it. I just knew. "Alora Jones," he said after a second. "You sure you want that one? She's broken." I glared at him for his choice of words, but it didn't surprise me that he saw through her facade as well. We were trained to see beneath the surface of the people around us. It was etched into our blood.

" I roared, slamming the phone onto the ground. Jessica’s departure had left me utterly drained, yet these people continued to suck the life out of me like leeches, greedily feeding off my blood. I closed my eyes and buried my head in my hands, overcome by despair.

The bottle in my hand smashed against his head with a crack. Glass exploded, sharp shards littered on the floor. The room loaded with the sharp gasp of the others, but I didn’t care. Didn’t fucking care. Because no one—no one—talks about Darla like that. I grabbed his collar, yanking him forward, my face inches from his. “If you so much as touch a hair on her head,” I growled, my tone dangerous, “I swear, I will kill you.” Joph groaned, gripping his bleeding head, his breath heavy with shock and pain. But I wasn’t finished.

To become invisible. And I was going to do it. Because the alternative was watching people die. Jessica won. Not through superior strategy. Through simple brutality. Through willingness to hurt innocents until I broke. And I was broken. Completely broken. At sunrise, my phone buzzed. Text from unknown number. "I see you made calls last night. Shutting down the company. Planning your exit. Good girl. You're learning. Compliance brings safety. Resistance brings fire. Remember that. You have 48 hours left. Don't disappoint me."