Candle Cove Janice Novels & Stories

Another text came through from Keiko, another dancer: "I hear it is some oil executive's birthday. Big spender alert. Cammie says it is a politician’s son’s birthday tho." Perfect. Maybe I could finally cover rent and get those econ textbooks. The campus bookstore wanted three hundred dollars for books I'd use for one semester. Highway robbery. I started walking toward my apartment, already mentally preparing for the night shift. Five hours of sleep if I was lucky. Then it was off to showering, heavy makeup, and costumes that came with rib breaking corsets. It was quite easy to transform Jane Puckett, scholarship student and chronic coffee drinker, into Jailbird, the mysterious masked dancer

the girl said and curtsied. "What is your name?" Cassie asked. "Janice my lady," she said. "How old are you?" Cassie asked. "Nineteen." Janice said getting nervous. “How long have you worked in this house?" Cassie asked. "Close to three years my lady" Janice said. The house master was getting annoyed that he was just standing there he had work to do. "So in that time I'm sure you seen Susan visit here with her parents?" Cassie asked.

“What’re you talking about?” “It’s the most incredible thing. I really can’t believe it myself and I’ve seen it.” She slapped one hand to her pale blue blouse and groaned like she was in the midst of an orgasm. “Mary…what is going on?” “Right, right.” The blonde picked up her drink, took a big gulp and said, “It happened early this afternoon. Joe and I were up on the Promenade, you know, looking at all the shops. Well,” she admitted, “I was looking, Joe was being dragged reluctantly along behind me. And when we came out of the Crystal Candle which you should really check out, they have some amazing stuff in there ”

~~~~~ Coco Beach ~~~~~ Mr. Hawthorne stood outside his vacation house, a stick of Cigarette in his hands. He was staring silently into the night sky, his other hand hanging on the balcony. Jace walked onto the balcony of the house, "Uncle, you called for me?" Jade questioned standing behind his uncle. "Pick up a stick kid, hope I am not interrupting your time with your lovely wife." Mr. Hawthorne muttered with a teasing smile tugging at the edge of his lips, he looked completely different from his prim and proper appearance before people.

"But I'll see you at lunch unless there is another reason for your call?" "Ah, yes," she said. "I wanted to discuss something with you privately, without Janice around. I really don’t want to burden her further since she's got a lot on her plate already." "I'm not sure if you've heard from her about this Beta who recently arrived at the Moonlight Seekers' place unexpectedly with a woman, turns out he's Janice's mate. The twist is that while he might be destined for her, Janice doesn't have feelings for him, she's in love with Beta Cleo instead."

"What led to the death of your fiancée?" That should have been the last question on my mind, but for some reason, it kept on tugging at me. I just had to know. Elliot let out a low laugh, eyes fixed on the road. "Janice. Her name was Januce. I don't... I don't really like talking about it." I didn't like talking about my past, too. "That's understandable." His fingers tightened slightly on the wheel. "Janice was the sun. Joy. Radiant. A writer who dreamed of having her own manuscript one day. It kind of makes me sad that Zara did that."

Not. "Have you decided what you want?" Janice asked, coming from behind me. I turned to face her. She was wearing a knee length aqua blue dress, it was strapless and stuck to her body like a second skin. She posed with a hand on her hip and turned to show the back which had a huge circle at the center, showing off her powdered back. She looked gorgeous. "This is perfect!" I stated truthfully. She grinned happily. "You think Dylan will like it?"

The folder she had thrown was a hard back with some sharp edges by the sides; Janice had been unlucky to be hit right on the forehead with the edges. Janice remained silent and pressed on her forehead, which was bleeding profusely, and got up to walk towards the director’s office. She even remembered to change into a pair of disposable slippers. Davy saw her and asked immediately, “What happened to you? Why do you have a bandage on your head?” Her eyes teared up. “It’s nothing. I’m here to see Mr. Tremont…” Davy informed Mark without hesitation and opened the office door to let her in.

Caleb insisted. Jane gritted her teeth. "I-I seem to have unintentionally offended the Gomez family. Can you help put in a good word for me?" "Oh? You've offended the Gomez family?" Caleb smiled in amusement, then turned to Lucas and asked curiously, "Lucas, how did she offend the Gomez family?" Jane blinked, startled, then looked in the other direction. Then, she saw Lucas helping Coco up from the ground. "Coco?! What are you doing here?" Jane exclaimed, shocked.

I asked Levi, pointing at the black eye that he was sporting, trying to get my mind off what was coming up and stop myself from going into a panic. “Janice came to me in the middle of the night asking me to go look for Molly who had snuck out. She told me that she had been doing it for a while now but this was the longest that she had been gone for and with what is going on overseas and now with Heather missing, she got worried.” He started to explain. “I tracked her to the small swimming hole out by the river. She was out there with a guy.” The pissed-off look and the sneer in his voice would almost have me thinking he was jealous. “Is the guy still alive?” Reed asks. He must be thinking th