Glitchtale Jessica Novels & Stories

Gray noticed and asked her to stop. Jessica refuses and continues her narrative, saying she is fine. She tells Gray how the doctor said Willow has sickle cell disease that was triggered because of the trauma of the kidnapping. She breaks down as she narrates this part. Gray tries calming her down, but she shakes violently and curses Raphael and Diana. She threatens fire and brimstone if anything happens to her only sister. Gray comforts her again and tells her Willow will be fine. As she wipes her tears, the doctor and the nurse come outside; they immediately stand up. The doctor tells her that Willow is awake. Jessica hurriedly rushes inside the room with a gray following.

Now I rejoiced that we never formalized it, saving me a lot of trouble. I touched my belly. The life in there was gone, and my heart no longer beat for Milo. He frowned. "Jessica is an old friend. She has just got back and doesn't know anyone else here. What's wrong with celebrating her birthday? Stop getting jealous over nothing?" I gave a bitter smile. My belly still ached faintly from the miscarriage, yet I felt a strange relief. My child wouldn't be happy to have someone like Milo as his dad. When I didn't respond, he tossed a box onto the table like it was an afterthought. "Alright, Jessica shouldn't have hung up on you. Take this as her apology."

The sanctuary fell all around us. Dust and debris showered down as the old walls fell apart, causing fractures in the floor beneath my feet. My body screamed in anguish, but the pain in my wrist became hotter. The mark—no, the second mark—was burning itself further into my skin. "Rachael!" Kelvin's voice broke through the chaos. I saw him! His golden eyes found mine just as the ground shooked beneath us. I stumbled, as I was barely catching myself before I fell into the chasm splitting open at my feet. But before I could react—

Jessica’s voice crackled with urgency. Amelia was already moving, heading to her wardrobe. "What are you doing at Traland? Explain…clearly." “I got into a stupid argument and ended up betting on a race," Jessica said, frustration pouring through the line. "His driving was awful, so I figured I'd win easily. But then, ugh, he brought in someone else to race in his place!" There was a pause, followed by her furious voice. "If they can call for backup, so can I!"

He remembered. Inside me, Julia stirred, her voice sure, fierce. 'Tessa, this is no accident. Alaric is our second chance. A gift from the Moon Goddess herself.' My fingers curled against my skirt, trying to steady the tremor in them. For the first time in years, my heart didn't ache—it raced.

“Three weeks ago you told me, and I quote, that man is insufferable and I hope his ego gets humbled at some point this season. And now you’re out here doing PR for his falling frequency.” “That’s different.” “Is it, though?” “It’s just an observation, Chloe.” “Sure it is.” She turned back to the room at large, apparently determined to make this as public as possible. “Everyone, witness this, Roselle Adair, formerly sworn enemy of Jace Whitfield, is officially on defense duty now.”

James proclaimed, his tone a fragile shield hiding the compassion he felt deep down, "an ordinary servant, interrupt me!" However, his outburst went unnoticed amidst the room's collective shock. Grandma Maria, Marcus, Ryan, and even the guards turned their gaze toward Jessica, their faces a tableau of astonishment. The revelation that a female Alpha had been toiling as a lowly servant sent ripples of surprise through the room. Jessica's secret, something she had fervently guarded, had been laid bare for all to see.

Jessica disappeared in front of my eyes and I followed her into the next realm. Malachi was wrapped around her and both their shoulders shook. “I told you never to leave me.” “What am I going to do with you, Jess?” Malachi asked her. “You don’t leave me alone! I don’t care if some plane crashes or whatever. I told you, I can’t live without you,” Jessica said. “How the hell did you perform death magic on yourself?” I asked her, and they both turned to look at me. “Superstar’s not the only one with tricks up his sleeve,” Jessica said.

{ This artist only hides her innocent sweet and beautiful face but actually she is naughtier than any nightclub girl out there } { Does she want to sleep with me? I can pay her a hundred thousand a night } {Not only hundred thousand, fifty thousand also, I don't want to pay a woman who has had many uncles sleep with her, I don't want to sleep with her! Bitch, cheap and definitely tastes bad} Jessica's face was pale seeing all her rotten disgrace spread on the internet. Jessica couldn't bear it if her good name now fell in the eyes of society.

I said and she chuckled. "We need to hunt for boys." Celestine said and then she took a shot of her alcohol. "How can you even hunt for boys when your man is here?" I said and she shook her head. "My man? ugh! Logan is not my man at all, he's just.. you know.. a cat passed by." She's getting drunk. "She's already drunk." Athena said as she sat right in front of me.