Christiana Jones Novels & Stories

Kallista Jones. The woman who had bumped into him weeks ago spilled coffee down his custom coat and shirt. The woman who’d lashed out when he’d pushed her away. The same fiery glare he remembered was now staring back at him—her lips pressed into a tight, anxious line. Kallista Jones. His fiancée’s younger sister. Jaxon’s expression darkened, his voice low and lethal, meant for her ears alone. “You.” Her eyes widened, her breath hitching as she stumbled backward just slightly, the force of the venom in his voice had her freezing on the spot.

I need to get this done and completed soon. My power is waning, I can barely feel when another entity is nearby. I need to bring my power back up. The only way to do that is to sacrifice the seer, and I know where she is now, Jenni March, the alpha’s daughter, the newest seer, the one that can make my power whole. Once that happens, I will be unstoppable, I’ll have control. I’ll be able to put an end to this whole fucked up situation, get rid of the mutts and the leeches. Then the witches will be the superior species here again. It’s our time to shine.

Her voice is the most beautiful sound I have ever heard it takes my breath away for a moment but then I manage to respond. “Good, I’m glad you okay.” I need to remember my manners with this one, she is such a beauty, and I am having a hard time keeping my mind straight, she flusters me and that has never happened before, I have never had a problem with my words, but this one…. she makes me forget everything. I reach my hand out to shake hers and I introduce myself. “I am Alpha Jaxson Thomas of the Red Crest Pack.” She puts her hand in mine and says, “I am Alexandria Wilson, of the Blue Moon Pack.”

replied one of the ladies. They dressed her in a full, purple, and white gown with a split on the slide up to the thigh level. Shoes to match were selected for her and she was adorned with jewels. Her beauty was radiating. She looked like a goddess. Lily looked in the mirror and could not believe she was the one. Her ride arrived and she sat in it to her destination

Now go and get ready for the most important week of your life," Christian said, holding out his hand. Anastasia eagerly took the hand. "Thank you, Chris. You took me in." "That's my job. I just save your talent," Christian said. And this time, Anastasia Noire would not back down. She will be back! ***

Christiana was ready to reclaim her voice, to rewrite her own story, and to forge a future guided by her own strength and convictions. Christiana sat alone in her study, the soft glow of candlelight casting a warm and contemplative ambiance. The room was adorned with shelves of books, each filled with stories of strength and resilience. As she perused the titles, her mind wandered to the situation with Tiger, and she found herself grappling with a difficult truth.

I put Zacharias down in his crib next to Stefano in the corner making my way back to the table "First of all, I am the Chief Investigator at WSP, Detective Clarke," he began pulling a badge from his pocket and showing me the Washington patrol star logo. "Is your name Ella Jones?" "Ella Loren actually," I replied sitting down at the table. "Is Leonardo Loren your legal husband?" he asked. "Yes," Not strictly true. We never officially married in the human way. "Is your maiden name Jones?" "Yes." "Do you have any evidence of your marriage?" He asked.

* * * PAMELA REEVES🌺 We took hours selecting our dress, it was quite stressing and fun at the same time. It would also be the first time I ever visited Christiana at her place. I must credit her parents too, everything about her screams wealth and care. Finally, we were able to choose a normal outfit that goes with the party. Christiana chooses a black tank top with an high waist throuser complimented by her make up which seems a little smoky. And I just got with a pink short gown and a black gladiator sandal.

Danika Williams After a long day at work, I took a shower and was ready to sit down in front of the television, drink wine and fall asleep on the couch as I was still too afraid to sleep in my bedroom alone. But when I step out, I see that annoyingly handsome devil, with his plain white t-shirt hugging his muscular back, all in the right places, cooking something in the kitchen which makes me remember the chat I had with another model, Kylie. She asked me if Jake Carson was single or not, and if he was, would I mind setting him up with her as she had a brief chat with him today, he was very funny and a complete gentleman. Initially, I hated the plan but then I thought it was perfect, maybe I

When Christian had slung his bag to the chair and plopped down, he continued, “Yeah, it’s tough here. But you’ll get used to it.” Christian shook his head, his bangs falling across half his face. He flicked them away. “Hope so.” “Hey James,” said Jennifer West. He had been so engrossed with Christian’s anxieties that he hadn’t seen her sit down on the other side of him. She was wearing a sky-blue shirt—the school’s crest embossed in navy blue over the left side of her chest—and white shorts that stopped short of mid-thigh. She crossed her legs and her pedicured feet were on display in designer sandals.