Fanfiction Janet Evanovich Novels & Stories

"I am not a fool Dee, stop treating me like one. I couldn't make much sense of what the both of you were arguing about. But when I thought about it, how you have been ignoring and avoiding me. How you were always too busy to hang out. The way you always end the call half way almost all the time. I already knew there was a big reason behind what Tokunbo said. But what I don't know is what it was. I added everything together and came to the conclusion that perhaps you were the one that got me kidnapped. However I still couldn't believe it. *Janet chuckled sadly* I was still a fool afterall. I was feeling terrible that I even thought that you could be the one. Whatever it was you were arguing a

I decided to just continue scrolling through the Gistfeed till Adam and Evelyn are back online but then my eyes caught something. Janet Johnson was typing. Oh For crying out loud; no no no, not again. I turned off my network signal connection instantly, powered off my phone and threw it on the next couch. Free me please. Who the hell is Janet Johnson? *-*-*-*-*-*-* To Be Continued

He didn’t want them to become the center of attention from all the people in the café. “Yes, I’m indeed right, Brother Aqua… I’m not wrong…” Then, Janice Valeria turned to Evania again and mumbled, “My dad and mom have met up with Aunt Miranda. They’ve even agreed to each other about our marriage in the future…” replied Janice Valeria softly, but really cynically. Having heard that, Evania felt as though she’d just been bombarded by quite a lot of shots and quite a lot of bullets had nestled inside her body. She’d soon lose all her power to stand up still and in her full balance in front of her hero monster.

Janet said, jumping up, smashing a vase to the floor with a loud-ass crash, her face set, ready to destroy. “Father, I’ll steal her boyfriend and watch her fucking crumble when she sees me fuck him,” Janet swore, voice low, vicious, eyes burning with spite. **************** ANNABEL It’s been a week, and I’ve been dodging him. Or, fuck, maybe he’s been slammed with work, grinding like he ain’t already a fucking billionaire. Today was Friday, and school was a damn shitshow. My thing with Michael was getting tighter, and Janet? She was being her usual bitch-ass self, throwing shade, but Michael didn’t even look her way. Didn’t fucking matter. My head was stuck on him. Damon. Always fucking him.

What are you doing? Geni: Laundry. Want some company? Me: I know what you're trying to do. I'm fine. Geni: You're not fine. You've been moping around all week. He's an asshole. You need some fun. Me: Yes he's an asshole. But fun on my day off means Jamie Fraser in a kilt. Geni: Really. Which episode are you on? When I don't answer her fast enough, because I don't honestly know, she texts again.

"You want to tell me you love me again? Hug me? Kiss me? What else? Oh wait, is it sex? Sure, I could do that? I'm your fucking sex nurse!" Her sarcasm stung, but I persisted. "No, just listen to me, please." Eva's arms crossed, her expression unyielding. I took a step closer, but she recoiled, her voice firm. "Keep a five-foot distance, please." I sighed, nodding in agreement. "Okay, fine." Despite her anger, curiosity sparked in her eyes. "You said you wanted to tell me something?" My expression turned serious, the weight of my words pressing down on me. "I wanted to tell you about Erica."

A young girl about the age of seventeen asked grinning. I looked at Janet, giving her a sigh to order. "We'll both have the normal." She grinned at the young girl. The girl left after writing our order inside her note. Janet cleared her throat and then looked straight at me. It was obvious she wanted to ask a question. "Ask whatever you want to ask." I sighed as I relaxed in my seat. "Hmmn?" "Ask away." " I know this is not about you wanting me to forgive you, cause you're a selfish jerk -"

(This chapter is solely for Evan and Janet) Author's Pov Evan sighed heavily once again getting a no response from Freya's number, he closed his eyes leaning his head against the sofa when he remembered the same face that had been haunting him for many months. Janet. The woman who broke his heart mercilessly when he wanted her the most, the woman he broke heart of, the same way but God forbid if he claimed that it gave him any kind of relief after doing that. She was still the woman he loved beyond himself and now to think of he was glad he didn't marry Freya.

When Ryan mumbled and sat down on the floor, Janet came up behind him and snatched the book from his grasp. Holy Crap! Finn's thesis on the subject of time travel is presented here. Janet was aware of this because she had assisted Finn with some research at the time. Or maybe it was Ethan? Janet furrowed her brows as she turned to the middle of the book. After a few minutes of careful reading, it became clear that this was no longer about time travel. It tells the story of an ancient lycan and his mate, and the journey they took from the 17th century to the 13th century during that time.

- So you just don't want to be seen with me, I see, that's fine, I'll just drop you off at the door of the hosp - It's not that either, actually, I don't know exactly, it just feels like I'm being inconvenient! - I answered absently as I ran my hand through my hair and threw it back, I didn't want to talk that way, and it made me feel weird, a lot of the time I didn't know what Ethan was talking about, he made me feel strange things, it wasn't like Draven who made me comfortable next to him, only in the moments that the man was very close I felt a strange tingling in my belly, but with Ethan it was different, this feeling appeared every time the man did something, just looking at me was alre