Goddess Jessica Feet Novels & Stories

Phew! I start taking longer strides and Jessica follows my pace. Thank the Moon Goddess for her silence. The air shifts again and the source is in front. This one will be hard. "Duck as low as you can!" We both bend to the ground but something is wrong. The energy is still there! Oh no! "Jessica! Jump!" I shout and praise my fortune, she doesn't question and we make another jump. The energy disappears again. "Fucking shit! What was that for?" She shouts.

He covered the bodies as quickly as he could and rejoined us, wiping his hands on his tunic as he did. “Who are you people?” I asked as I slowly pushed myself free from Jack. “Oh, princess, don’t be so dramatic,” L’oana hissed. “They were the enemy,” Jack explained. “We had to do it, Jessica.” “Her name is Jessica? That’s not a royal name,” L’oana bellowed. “Keep your voice down, L’oana, I’m not telling you again,” said Sergeant Org through clenched teeth. “Someone with the name L’oana is criticizing Jessica?” I chuckled sarcastically. “Now that’s funny.”

“Besides my gown was made for a tall girl.” “Oh fuck you Jessica Underwood. Whatever.” She crossed the room and picked up the stilettos she bought yesterday, they added an extra 4 inches to her height but since I was wearing 3 inches heels her head still stopped beneath my shoulders. “Fuck, why did I have to get mom’s genes!” I laughed at her peeved face. She was so cute, she looked like a baby who had her sweets taken away from her. “Okay, Bea let me help you out here. If your gown doesn’t agree with your skin and it’s too late to change it what do you do?”

Already almost losing consciousness, I heard a very quiet melodic voice that said: -Deya. The girl looked at the statue and froze: the white stone seemed to be melting, leaving living skin underneath. The white robe fluttered. Here the Goddess slowly raised her head, looked directly at the girl. Deja realized that she was very beautiful. Silvery eyes shone with light. Eyelashes and hair are whiter than snow and also slightly glow, like light, perfect skin. It seemed that it was all saturated with moonlight. The goddess sighed and smiled. All the darkness in the room was gone, gone, absorbed into the floor and walls, leaving only a glow. I haven't spoken to mortals in a long time.

Among those unwanted things would be me. Jessica is a 1 year younger than me and the beloved daughter of my father and Beth. They view her as the "rightful" daughter since she was born between fated mates. She is beautiful, as much as I wish she looked like a troll, she doesn't. She has short blonde hair that she has in ringlets framing her face. Her almond shaped brown eyes that glared at me as she took another step closer. I study her as she enters my room, step by step. Jessica is taller than me, about 5'6" and much slimmer. Unlike me, who has a full bust and curvy hips, she has neither. She holds herself up high and could easily be a model in a normal human world. Her skin is unnaturally

"We only believed her because she mentioned things only Michelle would know—like the last conversation you all had. She told us exactly what she said before going to the human world." I scoffed. "So? And that's enough for you?" Kate frowned. "Micha… she's not just 'someone'. She's the creator of the Goldren race. A goddess. A princess of the Vampire Realm. Why would a person of such status lie about being Michelle? What would she gain?" She had a point. I hated that she had a point. "Maybe she just wants to use Michelle's identity to get close to us," I muttered. Zaki snorted. "And who exactly are we that a goddess needs to deceive us? Think, Micha. Don't let your unstable emotions make you

I nod and shake a few more hands before Jessica pulls me aside. “She is ready,” Jessica points to the back of the tent. “I’m going to get the guests lined up to throw pedals. Try not to jump her.” Jessica starts lining everyone up and Täydellisyys steps back inside where I can see her. “Fuck!” is all I say. The dress she is wearing is the same color as her prom dress. It’s made of silk and wraps around her loosely. The sleeves are long but the hem is short and her legs are on full display. Her heels match her dress and she is not wearing any stockings.

I said to the seer, but instead of responding to me, he burst into laughter. "I never said anything funny, and as much as I remember, you rarely laugh. So what could be the trigger now?" I asked him, wearing a serious look on my face. "It is funny how you think you can keep her away from her destiny. Jessica has the power of the goddess within her. She is not an ordinary Luna; she's a lunar that has been appointed by the goddess even before she was born. This is her part to take, and you do not get to decide what she does and what she does not do. I know that you have the intention of keeping her away from danger, but danger is what she is called for, and every time she's in the midst of dan

A slender hand emerged, followed by a figure that took everyone’s breath away. Jessica stepped out of the car, her navy-blue gown shimmering under the sunlight. The gown hugged her figure perfectly, the intricate beadwork catching the light. Her long, raven-black hair was styled in soft curls, framing her face beautifully. Her makeup was impeccable, enhancing her doll-like features and giving her an almost ethereal glow. Louis’s jaw tightened as he watched her approach. Jessica’s olive-green eyes met his, and she held his gaze as she brought her phone to her ear.

I need to stay strong for the sake of my daughter. “Hi everyone, I’m back!” A sweet, high-pitched voice rang out loud. Heads turned instantly. Jessica. Tall and slender, with golden skin kissed by the sun, legs that went on forever, blonde hair that fell in perfect waves down her shoulders. Her short black dress hugged every curve. Her red heels clicked against the floor with grace, and her smile was like something out of a magazine. Everything about her screamed elegance and confidence. I swallowed hard, suddenly feeling very aware of my simple dress and flat shoes.