Glee Jesse St James Novels & Stories

Jesse stepped into the woman’s personal space, her marks glowing through her shirt. "Mine," Jesse rasped, the word vibrating with raw power. The woman didn't argue; she practically bolted for the exit. Kyle, instead of being annoyed, looked absolutely ecstatic. His grin was blinding, his eyes glowing with a reflected amber fire. "You claimed me," he whispered, sounding like he’d just won the lottery. "Keep it in your pants, Romeo," Jackie interjected, sliding between them with a bucket of ice. "Jesse, eyes back to normal before you accidentally hex the jukebox. And Kyle, stop looking like a proud puppy; it’s embarrassing for the Alpha line."

People were asking who I was, where I came from, calling the campaign fresh and unexpected. Jesse’s voice came from behind me. “Mira? Since when do you model?” I turned, grinning. “Surprise.” He blinked. “Wait, what? You said you were taking design classes!” “I might’ve bent the truth a little,” I said, laughing. “Turns out, they were modeling lessons. Zayne helped set it up.” Jesse’s jaw dropped. “No way.” “Good surprise, right?” He looked back at the screen, shaking his head with a slow grin. “You got me. My own sister, modeling for Leeyo. Damn.” He laughed. “I need to have my proud brother moment at school or something.”

gargle He spat out lumps of blood. Jesse came next. “Please, please,” he begged. The needle pricked his skin and he screamed. “I’ll speak. I’ll tell you. Please.” I waved off my man. “Go on,” I said. Jesse swallowed. “We gave her the right medications.” “It seems it’s all lies then.” My man stepped forward and Jesse hurriedly spoke. “Right medication but it could react,” he swallowed again, trying to breathe.

I waved. "Phemie, Cami, this is Jesse Owens, my mate," Evelyn beamed as she latched onto his arm. Jesse didn't quite fit the typical nerd stereotype some people might have. He had sleek jet-black hair, porcelain skin, and a very athletic build, he did however have glasses similar to Mr. Cuttingham's and large hazel eyes. They looked great together, she stood just below his chin and seemed to fit into each other like a puzzle piece.

Since his monitor is facing his room's door for some reasons, I can clearly see that he was currently stalking someone on I*******m. And it isn't me. Jumping from my entrance, Jay turns around and frowned at me. "What are you doing here?" I felt my hand grip on the bouquet quite tighter than before, "Why are you stalking Jessa Knelm?" Jessa Knelm aka Mertano Junior High's number one flirt. "She's hot." He shrugged bluntly, making me gulp with extreme jealousy. What do Jessa have that I don't?! -Oh right, her extreme flirtiness.

Jesse asked through gritted teeth. "No. Your senses have finally returned from where you kept it." James taunted. "I just hope for your sake that Bella doesn't realize she can do better before you get the chance to call her your wife." "James!". Martina shrieked. "What in the world is wrong with you?". Jesse took a deep breath and slowly let it out. "I'm just going to let it roll off my back." He told James. "I won't let you tempt me into beating you up... Dad." He sauntered off.

"I don't want money, Jesse. I want you." The disdain in his gaze deepened. "Drop the manipulative act." Just as tension hit its peak, the door swung open. Gina strutted in on heels. Her once fiery red hair had been dyed sleek black. She was trying hard to play the perfect innocent girl Jesse liked. "You shameless old hag," she snapped. "Still trying to cling to Jesse? Look at yourself in the mirror. You're just an old, vain parasite. Take the money and get out already!"

she comments as her eyes dart from Camden and then to me. “I mean, okay…?” I question, and Jesse smiles brightly as he keeps going on his sales pitch of an idea. “We send him out pretending to be you, and then we take you out the other way.” “Like a bait and switch,” Jessica chimes in, and Jesse smiles brightly at her. “Exactly, sweetheart,” He says, and I glare at him, clearing my throat as a warning. Who the hell does he think he is calling sweetheart? “Mhmm, I mean, ma’am.” He says as he stutters on his words.

I clear my throat and begin to speak. "Good evening, everyone," I begin, my voice echoing throughout the whole hall. The feedback is strong so I continue. "I am so glad to be amongst you all tonight, finally. Finally because, all throughout my attendance to the prestigious gala, I have been hiding my identity and due to circumstances this year, I decided to reveal myself as Jemmah St James of Beautiful, Savage Line!"

Bella said and stood up "Wait" The girl stood in front of her She closed her eyes and sighs "I'm Jesse Greek" She said smiling brightly showing her set of white beautiful teeth That's when Bella was able to get a clear view of her and immediately she noticed something was off "Why are you looking at me like that?!" Jesse said "Nothing" Bella said "Okay so..." Jesse trailed off "What do you want?" She asked boldly "I just wanna be your friend, no harm" Jesse surrender her hands She relaxed a bit before clearing her throat