Inquisitormaster Jade Novels & Stories

None of it registered. My pulse kicked up a notch when I noticed Jocelyn’s name was blue, as opposed to the black type. It was a link—a modern day portal giving me access to the all the answers to my questions. All I needed to do was touch it. Apprehensively, my finger hovered over her name. Before I could activate the link, I recalled something Deloris said.

Andrew came back as I was almost done and joined me. “You’re back. You look like hell.” “I feel like hell.” “What happened?” I told him everything, making sure to reduce my voice so that Ray doesn't hear me.. “What? How's that possible? What are you going to do?” “The only thing I can do. The little girl said Jade was the only one with answers and she had the key to everything so all I have to do is ask her.” It didn't seem like she had the answers though. “She doenst remember anything. She doesn't even remember that her grandmother died so how would she know if her mother is dead and how are you even sure that you can trust that girl? She must have been sent by someone.”

She gave us a little nod and pointed to the two wooden chairs beside the desk, signifying for us to seat and we did. "Good afternoon, I'm Damon Graves and this is my friend, Tammy Jones". Damn introduced us. The woman nodded. "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Graves and Miss. Jones. I'm Sister Magdalen". She balanced the frames of her glasses on her nose as if to see us properly. "What brought you to our orphanage?". "We're here to make an inquiry". Damon responded. "Okay, how may I help you then?". "I recently found out that I was adopted from this orphanage in 2001. We're here to find out the validity of this information". I responded.

This us what I wanted. I turned to the crowd yet again. "Once again I call out yo whoever refuses to accept and submit to me, speak now or forever hold your tongue," I said waiting for a moment. No one made a move to come forward, say anything. "Very well then. You all are under the rule of Noella Cindy James, no more queen of routes, but Queen of all werewolves." I smiled and stepped down. This was it. This was finally over. My justice has come to me. I have fulfilled my desires. **************

“I’ve just programmed him to see you as his new master. This is the best I can do.” “But, you love—” My words were cut short as the door behind them slid shut, leaving me alone with Blooby and the machine. “Master . . . bloob . . . Is . . . Is . . .” Blooby’s gears clicked as he processed the change. “My name is Jade,” I whispered, steadying myself. “Master is . . . bloob . . . Jade. Old master tell Blooby to protect new master,” he said, his small voice carrying a strange reassurance.

Chapter 16: The Midnight Laboratory The silence of St. Jude’s Hospital at midnight was an eerie, physical weight. The bustling hallways that had seen Jade’s triumph just hours earlier were now dim, lit only by the flickering blue hum of exit signs and the occasional soft squeak of a janitor’s cart in the distance. Jade moved through the shadows of the North Wing, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm against her ribs. She wasn't here as the celebrated wife of Caspian or the "Genius Doctor" of the Gala. She was here as a thief of time, desperate to prove the secrets hidden within her mother’s scorched notebook.

Brianna served tea and then went to look after Leah. "Mr. Rae, may I have a private meeting with Gemma?" Jade asked. Mark looked puzzled. "Why do you want to see her?" Gemma was now a major criminal suspect, and no one could see her before the upcoming trial. Jade's request put Mark in a difficult position. "I have some questions for her, and it's important to me," Jade said firmly. Since Leah had given Jade the ancient jade, Jade had been increasingly curious about her own origins. She wanted to know who she was, what her parents looked like, and why they had abandoned her.

Jade—the scorned heiress who had already made headlines for storming a Langston event once before. The crowd parted instinctively as Jade strode toward Carter, her heels biting against marble. “Carter Langston,” her voice sliced through the air, commanding the room’s silence. She held up a USB drive, gleaming under the chandeliers. “You think you can play king forever? This—” she lifted it higher, “—is proof your empire’s built on lies. Faulty products. Fudged reports. And worse. The Takahashis deserve to know the truth.”

There was a girl next to him, among all others, that caught my eye and from the way she made eye contact with Liam, scowling at Dexter as well, I could tell that the two were more than just ordinary classmates. “You want another detention, Mr. Montell?” Irvin growled a little bit too personally and Dexter snarled right back at him. I thought they’d both attack each other with how Dexter was fuming but fuck this, I needed to get this over with. Moving to the front of the class, I folded my arms, feeling everyone’s examining eyes boring into me like drills, especially fucking Irvin, and said whatever shit came to my mind. “I’m Jade from the East. My parents are…” Thank goodness for Jade’s reco

Mark sat up and looked down at Jade, “You, why do you come into my home just to fart?” Jade grinned, “I came here to ask you to look for someone for me.” “Who?” Mark asked as he stood up. “Mateo Silver, he is really handsome but dresses like a bum,” Jade answered with a smile. Mark walked over to the dining table where his laptop was and sat down on the chair, he flipped his laptop open with a yawn. He input his password, plugged in a few devices and a search bar showed up and he typed Mateo Silver into it.