J Level Books Novels & Stories

Jillian's Pov My eyelids open slowly to see the morning sun. I yawned lazily before looking around the room. I smile brightly. I missed it. I had left with larry and the two yesterday night. My dad has advised me to he careful and i had also promise to call him. I heard a knock on the door, the door flipped open and lorie appear. " Let's get you dress up. I heard Jack Mayor hate laziness " She said smiling before walking away.

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Whether this was some sort of a mind manipulation from Jucel or her hidden skill, he wouldn't know. Jucel reached one feet from him before she stopped. Her look was calm and indifferent despite the gentle tone she delivered. The way she looked at him was reprimanding, although it had a hint of apology. He couldn't understand this woman. She's just as unpredictable as Barbie, but in a calmer way. "This book is not what we thought it was." She saw Jared's furrowed eyebrows and she sighed. "Identifying Witchcraft is actually a magic book that held a prophecy that we all already know."

The atmosphere in the house was tense this morning. If Jai hadn't told me what happened last night, I'd be wondering why everyone is tip-toeing around. However, Jai told me everything, and I was utterly shocked! Jai explained as we got dressed for the day that we'd be leaving Greenrock soon. Two weeks, to be exact. I'm nervous because I don't know what to expect as a Beta female. As Jai's mate, I'll be the female equivalent of his Beta status. I haven't yet had time to ask Jai what it all means for me, but I will later on.

She runs away to clean up. Jolene is laughing but she groans, “What do I do? How do I use the powers? I don’t even know what powers combining the two together will create!” The little green plant brushes his hands in her face and points to an aisle. She follows and as she does, the water and dirt detach from her, and flow to the ground gracefully. She looks around at the books. There’s so many, she doesn’t know where to start. She starts to run her fingers across the books. She whispers the names out loud. She gets to what looks like the smallest book in the session and she hears a whisper.

“Time for a little story. No pressure, but this one’s important. Gotta have that legacy.” Nik blinked slowly at the pages, completely quiet. He watched intently as I read, voice hushed and monotone. It was a simple book, designed for early readers, full of art in primary colors and a watered-down retelling. The battle for the temple, the miracle of the oil, and the general message of standing up for what’s right. Nik probably didn’t understand any of it yet. He was probably just entranced by the scarlet robe on Judah Maccabee, or the golden gleam of the lamp. But I believed it didn’t matter.

“The iron in the bullets and daggers will kill lower-level demons, but nothing over a level two.” “Levels?” “It will be explained tomorrow before our first mission,” I tell her, needing to get away from her scent—away from her, period. I pick the box up, placing the diamond demon bomb back inside, and ignore her protests as I take it to my room. Carefully, I leave it on my chest of drawers and grab the book beside it before returning to Lila. I handed her the book I had as a kid. “You need books more than you need weapons. Welcome to Demonology for Beginners.”

Next, I will make season 3 of this book, but season 3 will be a book with the main character “James Gardner” Hope you all will like it. Best wishes, Zila Aicha

Aunt Marie might be a human mate, but she is stronger than half the wolves in this house. "Did you see him? Was he there," Kohn asks as he comes striding in the room with a anxious-looking Paula trailing closely behind. Jannah jumps to her feet and walks straight to her mother. I watch as Jannah buries her face into her mom's hair. The height difference between the two is almost comical. How does Jannah not feel silly? I hug my mom, and I act like a small pup, but no one can see me. Jannah can literally carry her mom around with one hand. Why does Jannah act like her small human mother can provide any protection in public? Maybe it's not embarrassing for females to behave that way.

I turned on the light and flashes of spotlight ran around the perimeter of the floor and ceiling, solemnly dispersing the darkness of the room, which was by no means empty. On its left side was the men's area: a few motorcycle and just ordinary leather jackets hung on the rack without any mood; underneath were several pairs of boots; on the shelves were not very neatly folded T-shirts, a couple of jumpers, a funny woolen scarf, jeans, of course, belts; on the topmost shelf was a brand new motorcycle helmet, and in the corner was a very nice wicker basket with grenades, a spare holster, and clips of silver bullets. Looking at the grenades, I realized why the nursery was so far from our bedroo