Giantess Jolene Novels & Stories

Jade stated, her tone of voice sounded like she was getting at something else. “Neither does getting rejected.” Jillian snapped, giving Jade a fierce look. “Drop it Jade, not now. Look Jordyn.” Jordyn glanced in the mirror. Her dress was white with a slight purple shimmer. It looked like two pieces of material barely wrapped her breasts, forming an x across her chest. Her stomach was bare and the x attached to a floor length skirt at the top of her hip bones. “You look like a goddess.” Myra stated, clapping her hands excitedly, quickly returning to help Jillian finish pinning her hair up in an elegant yet still kind of messy and curly bun.

Jasper stood beside her in a flashy green suit—his usual tacky style making him look even more ostentatious. “Mr. Hale and Miss Carrington truly are a perfect match,” the guests praised. “I heard Miss Carrington is a medical genius who invented a new drug causing a huge stir!” “With that, she’s truly the perfect white-collar beauty!” Enjoying the compliments, Mireille held her head high, a proud and elegant smile on her flawless face. In truth, her “new drug” hadn’t passed official trials yet; she had just stirred up some media hype. But Mireille had no intention of exposing the lie herself.

“Do you have any idea how terrifying it is to watch your best friend collapse in front of you?” Valerie swallowed hard. “Juls… I’m sorry.” Julia shook her head, already pulling a chair closer and sitting down. “Don’t apologize. Just—” Her voice faltered. “Just tell me you’re okay.” Valerie hesitated. “I’m… alive,” she said quietly. Julia studied her face, the hollowness beneath her eyes, the way her fingers trembled even while resting. Then her gaze drifted—to Valerie’s IV, the chart at the foot of the bed, the tight way Valerie kept her other hand near her stomach.

She holds them up and raises an eyebrow, “Mmmm. So the Dark Lord likes purple, huh?” I snatched the panties out of her hands. “I honestly don’t care what he likes. I’m not trying to impress him...” I shoot a look at Gwen. “Or seduce him. I’m just simply trying to survive a day at a time right now...since life just wants to keep pounding me like a relentless mystical hurricane hellbent on breaking me into a million pieces.” Harley giggles. “That’s a bit dramatic.” I nod. “Dramatic but true.”

"I can't believe she talked about short-term gains when she's obviously sleeping with a married man. How disgusting!" "Jojo," Tatiana signaled, reminding her that Dylan was with them. Jolene sighed. "What company are you going to sign with? You really need it." "The Kings company." Hearing Tatiana’s response, Jolene choked on her saliva and began to cough. She quickly grabbed the water and drank from it. "Such a drama queen. Weren't you the one who said I was good enough?" Jolene's cheeks burned red. "No, I just wasn’t expecting it. You deserve it."

Let's talk about it next time. Jolene immediately shoved a shopping bag inside. "These are the clothes I bought for Nat. Let her wear it, and tell her that I miss her deeply." He tossed it to the passenger seat and raised the car window before driving off. Jolene watched as the car drove into the distance. The affection on her face faded and was replaced by coldness and indifference. Actually, she'd had a pretty good life for over a year. The rich guy was dead, and she inherited a large number of assets. She should have continued to live her life of wealth and comfort, but she got word that Gabriella was back.

"What the fuck are YOU still doing here?!" Jace growls as soon as I step out. He's shirtless now and angry, so he looks fucking... he looks very good, actually. Just like Leo but with a mean, uglier face and big bulging muscles. I prefer Leo, of course, but I have to admit this guy is ripped. "My name is Jolene," I say, ignoring his snarling. He's not that scary now that I witnessed him get fucking dumped. He’s just as lame as the rest of us, "We have an enemy in common: Bea."

The door opened. A woman stepped inside, lean and precise, dressed in a green cocktail dress worn as armor rather than clothing. Every line of her was deliberate. "Jolene Kessler." Her handshake was firm and efficient. "Adrian’s CFO." Of course she was. Her eyes moved over me once. Briefly. A chess piece being weighed before a move. She turned to Adrian. “She’s correct,” Jolene said. “From a structural perspective, marrying her resolves the covenant cleanly.”

"No way! I've never seen your name on the Forbes list. Besides, there are only a few women on that list. The biggest buzz around this Zenith Gala is about Jolin, the female tycoon from the pharmaceutical industry. I haven't heard a thing about you." Sienna's doubts weren't without merit. After all, Wendy's name wasn't on the rich list. Wendy's expression didn't change. She merely smiled faintly. "So, you know Jolin will be attending this Zenith Gala, too." "Of course we do," Jessica responded, still looking down on Wendy. "Jolin is the biggest female tycoon in the medical group. Since you're the wonder doctor, you must know her. I bet you work for her, don't you?"

Jolene The name hit me like ice water. Jolene I froze mid-step, the air suddenly too thick to breathe. Jolene Falls. The girl who was never meant to be my mate. The one I’d rejected without a backward glance all those years ago. My chest tightened painfully. Jessica,my little sister,couldn’t stop talking about how happy she was to have her best friend back. Mad at first, sure, but they were working through it. And Aurora? She wouldn’t shut up about ‘Miss Falls this’ and ‘Miss Falls that.’ The clay wolves, the stories at circle time, how she helped with the dress tonight.