Novelas y relatos de Jackie/hyde Fanfiction

Annalise is 21 and in college with her two best friends and her sister. She is starting her last year off on a good start. She is one grade ahead of her average age. She is studying art and wants to be the best she can be. She is assigned a partner for her last big assignment, Theo Hyde. He is the guy she has had a crush on for years, but he is also her best friend's ex-boyfriend. She tries to focus on the project, but her feelings keep getting in the way.

I fixed my pants and then Hyde finally but slowly started to hand my body back over to me. “You’re finally awake.” Hyde said to me. No thanks to you. What happened and what did you do to Jade? I demanded. “Now, now. Don’t get your panties in a bunch. Jade is okay. Actually she should be more than okay.” What do you mean? “I left her fully sated. I wanted more but didn’t want to push our queen.” What the hell? What do you mean queen? By this time we’d made it into the bathroom and I looked at myself in the mirror.

Hunter cups my face "Look at me, it is okay, everyone is different, and it is okay, you just need to figure it out.” "Molly, you are still you, nothing will change that". I quietly cried in his arms. “Grandpa told me that their family are witches, that mom is possibly one that went dark. Grandpa said that I am the hybrid of a witch and werewolf, do you think that is true?” “I think is a definite possibility. If your mother does not do anything to help guide you, I will be there every step of the way for you” Hunter told me with a smile. He pats my head then returns to his own tent.

“Red looks good on you. Do you like it?” She didn’t say she liked it, but she didn’t take it off. Jackie looked at her confused expression and hugged her by the waist. She fell toward his chest and paused for a few seconds. “Don’t overstep.” He lowered his head and chuckled, “I’m not overstepping,” He then leaned forward and whispered into her ear, “I’m satisfied.” The warm breath brushed over her ear, and the low voice tickled her eardrums. … Jackie drove her back to the Lovegood mansion.

Like Bella belongs to him now. This is dangerous. This entire situation is danger incarnate. "You're my step-brother." "I'm not your step-brother." His eyes lock onto mine and they're completely present and absolutely unhinged, golden, feral. Everything he's hiding under the designer suit is visible now. "I'm a hybrid werewolf who just found his fated mate and you're about to learn exactly what that means." The words should be insane. They should make me stand up and leave. They should trigger every rational defense mechanism I have.

"I can't come back without him." She looked out across the frozen lake, then back to her brother. "Grant and Emma…" She couldn't finish the thought. Blake nodded. "You know you can count on me, Jackie. But you'll be right back here, so I'm not worried." He hugged her tightly. "Go get him." Jackie swallowed the lump in her throat and nodded. Then she straddled the skidoo and hit the throttle, powering the old machine out across the ice. When she looked back, she could just make out Blake heading into the lodge.

" Said the dumb Jamie. She shrank, and almost whimpered. She tried anything to show her submission so they would leave her alone. That's all the wanted, to feel on top. "Sorry for your stupid self, idiot" Stacy barked out. Jade's whole body shook, her eyes shook, her hands, her whole body, where was the humanity in this? And where was her Knight or even the pretty boy? She waited for one of them to appear, but no one came, she could feel the tears brewing in her eyes, and her vision blurry.

I want him to know everything I am capable of doing. “I want them to see my true self when I kill them, but showing them the old me is a smart idea. I’ll mention learning how to change my appearance to Addie when we meet her later.” It would probably be very satisfying to watch their faces, when the tiny brunette they thought they ruined turns into a fierce hybrid right in front of their eyes.

She laughed until we reached the corner that wasn't so crowded. Her face was blushing red, she was drunk. Quinn was too playful and naughty when she was drunk. We sat on the couch while she was vibing on the loud music, swaying her arms like crazy. "Who's Jackie?" My mind was poisoning me. Quinn handed me a shot glass for me. I gasped and took it. "Jackie? You don't know her? She's a famous architect." She leaned and reached for my ear. "She's one of the architects of Ecstasy Land," she whispered.

It hums, whispering secrets only I can hear. My gaze shifts to the book resting atop the altar, its leather cover worn from centuries of use. Bound in the flesh of those who dared defy my ancestors, its pages hold the key to everything I desire. Flipping it open, I find the passage I seek—the Ancient Transfer Ritual. "The power of the hybrid will be mine." The words taste like victory on my tongue. I skim through the ritual, reading every detail with unwavering focus. The process is simple—drain her, consume her essence, and take what should have been mine all along. But there’s a problem.