Novel & Cerita Daredevil Jessica Jones Crossover

Jake barely acknowledged her, his attention stayed fixed on me and the woman noticed. Her smile faltered for the briefest moment before she recovered quickly. "Oh," she said, glancing between us. "Am I interrupting something?" She asked. "No," I answered immediately. "Yes," Jake said at the same time. I looked at him in disbelief. The woman raised a brow, clearly entertained now. Jake finally turned toward her. "Vanessa, this is Jessica." His voice sounded calm, but the intensity in his eyes remained dangerous. Vanessa smiled politely at me. "Nice to meet you."

Jessica let out a strange sound somewhere between a laugh and a sob. Then crossed the room immediately. Daisy's eyes widened. "Oh my God." Jessica wrapped her arms around her carefully. Very carefully. As if holding her too tightly might somehow break her. For a second Daisy froze. Then hugged her back. "Jess..." Jessica squeezed her eyes shut. Because she'd been terrified. Absolutely terrified. And only now was her body catching up. Only now was she realising just how scared she'd actually been. "You scared me." Her voice came out quietly.

Jax’s voice slammed into my head, rough and steady. I saw him slam his body against a rock, fighting the waves. He swung a heavy leather harness toward me. I caught it, the leather biting into my palm. I looped it around Jessica’s waist, my knuckles brushing the fabric of her borrowed shirt. With a final, desperate heave, we breached the surface. I slammed my elbow onto a muddy ledge, dragging Jessica’s limp body upward. Jax was there a second later, his hand clamping onto my shoulder to anchor us.

Caspian breathed out a sigh of relief and struggled to get up from the ground, enduring the sharp pain all over his body. He turned to look at Jessica beside him. The Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivator's target was Caspian. It was already embarrassing enough for him to deal with Caspian at this moment. If he killed another Jessica, he might not even be able to overcome the hurdle in his heart. This idea saved Jessica's life. She had just been knocked to the ground by the fierce wind. Although she seemed to vomit blood, she was not seriously injured. At this moment, she had slowly stood up.

Alexis said. Jessica was shocked. "How could they be so evil, I never thought that they have been wanting to destroy her highness all this while, I have to inform the Luna about it." Jessica soliloquies and just then Alexis opened the door looking at her sternly. "Tell the Luna what?" Crimson asked. "Ahhh, nothing, it's nothing." Jessica answered and tried to run but Damon appeared. "You think that you can destroy our plans? The plans that we have been plotting for years now? You are too small for that." Damon said and hit a big metal on her head, she screamed and fell down.

"Two people together are even more dangerous." With that, she kissed his cheek, grabbed her sandwich and juice, and ran off before he could snatch the juice away. News. "I heard Jessica resigned." "What? She gave up after just two days?" "Man, I bet on her winning!" "Wow, Candice’s combat power is terrifying. She knocked out Miss Dawson last time in L City, and this time, in just two days, she knocked out the CEO's ex-lover. Even with the chairman and his wife backing her, it still didn’t help."

"Emma is safe. Your team got her out of Portland, gave us new identities, and set up protection. She doesn't even know how much danger she was in." "Good," Sophia said. She wasn't quite ready to say more than that. Jessica nodded, understanding. "I'm leaving Paris tonight. Going somewhere Richard can't find us. I just... I needed to see that you were okay. Needed to know pressing that button didn't..." "It saved forty-three lives," Damian said quietly. "Including Sophia's. Whatever else you've done, Jessica, you did that." Jessica's eyes filled with tears. She looked at Sophia like she wanted to say something more, but seemed to realize there were no words big enough.

The certainty in his voice was worse than any threat. Just as Avery reached the elevator, Jessica pushed off from the wall and blocked her path. She must have been waiting there the whole time, a spider coiled in the shadows. Seeing Avery come out with a dark expression, Jessica curled the corner of her mouth, pulled a set of car keys from her pocket, and tossed them over. "Take my car. Drake's license plate is burned. If you take his car, you won't even make it past the overpass before they drag you back."

Then Derek pulled out his earpiece. "From here, we're on our own," he told Tamara. They were truly alone now. No pack backup. No help coming. Just them in a city crawling with DSC agents. Every street had cameras. Every corner had danger. DSC agents moved in coordinated patterns. Like a net closing. Then they saw her. Jess was running down Fifth Avenue. Her coat was torn. Blood on her face. Three DSC agents chased her on foot. More in vehicles. "There!" Tamara pointed.

One that tethered Elara closer to him, weaving her into a web so seamless she could no longer distinguish trap from destiny. A chime interrupted the silence. The screen at the far end blinked to life with a call. Clarisse Duval’s sharp profile appeared, her smile calculated. “Mr. Cross,” she purred, her voice cutting like velvet. “I had a feeling this partnership had your fingerprints. Efficient, bold… and entirely unexpected. We should celebrate.” Damon’s expression didn’t shift. His power lay in restraint. “This is business, Clarisse. Nothing more.” Her laugh was low, amused. “Oh, but isn’t that what makes it delicious?”