Jacqueline Paige Books Novels & Stories

Lamia looked up at me, her green eyes holding astonishment and full of questions. I nod affirming the titled book. “This belongs with you. For you to give Seneca whenever you think the time is right.” The young shifter was going to need all the guidance she could as she grew older. The diary depicts Ascenas life, the things she discovered, the things she went through. And most importantly it held the history of how the the Lycan wars truly started and what led to the near extinction of humans in our realm. Lamia lays the book down on the table in front of us, turning once her lingering hands leave the cover of the old book, and takes both of mine in hers. “Thank you, Tala.” She says sincerel

, She hissed. I laughed at her fake threat. Girlfriend or wife, she was, and she is the Mafia Queen! . #THE_END . . So, finally, this book has come to an end. Thank you so much, readers, who spent their precious time and money reading this book. Please do give the same love and support to my other books as well. Since English is not my first language, so please forgive me for the mistakes. Please do rate my work by giving your precious reviews.

Jacqueline sat across from me, twirling a penknife as she looked at me mockingly. "I know you suspect me, bitch. Did you think I would do something as crude as poisoning you? Why would I do that in broad daylight and risk destroying myself with you? I bet you didn't expect me to lure you out of your hiding hole and slowly torment you!" she snarled. I shook my throbbing head. Only then did I realize my limbs weren't bound. Jacqueline's expression became even more twisted when she noticed my surprise. "Surprised, are we? You're the only woman Lys has ever brought home, so I'm going to have fun tormenting you.

“She isn’t just a liar and a runaway.” Gabriel waited, breath caught somewhere in his throat. Paige stepped closer and said the words that froze him completely. “She’s also a witch.” ***********

That’s why he’d married Maya Marie so stiffly, so reluctantly. Not because she was right for him. But because she looked like someone else. And Maya didn’t even know it. Jacqueline’s nails tapped against her glass desk. She had spent years being overlooked, building herself into the kind of woman who could one day sit beside him at the board table and the dining table. She had the brains. The beauty. The loyalty. But she didn’t have the story. Until now. Her mind snapped into motion. What if… she gave him the story?

Jacqueline's POV ​Who could that be? We… I wasn't expecting anyone. I don't know about Alex. ​He went to get the door. Two women walked in. One a little older than me, and the other should be around my age. The older woman was dressed in a shirt and skirt, while the younger one was dressed in a plain top and jean trousers that hugged her curves tightly. Her hair-do and make-up seemed too flashy. I have a feeling she has an ulterior motive.

A story came alive on those pages. It was a worn book, cracked down the middle, pages bent from too many readings. Earlier today, my mind kept drifting back to her. Paige Rimestone, the minor figure who shared my name. She vanished halfway through, taken without warning, barely more than background noise. Turning the page felt hollow after that. What a shame, really. Filth from the river jammed my mouth just as awareness slipped away. The moment my eyes opened, heat pressed against my skin.

What has she been through and what did she mean by someone like me Something twists in my chest not guilt, not sympathy, but intrigue. What exactly has she been through? Paige Harper walked into my life as an assistant. Clean background. No scandals. No drama. No skeletons that mattered. Or so I thought. But people like that don’t usually end up fighting billionaires in their living rooms like seasoned tacticians. They don’t threaten wars they can’t win. Unless they have been already fought worse. I take a screenshot of the comment, my expression hardening.

“You do know something.” She stood slowly, stepping toward me, her expression unreadable. “If you dig deep enough, Rennie, you’ll find something bigger than me. Something that started the moment Diane was born.” She paused, voice low. “There’s someone out there who wanted her even before I did. I only stepped in because the real monster was already watching.” Shawn’s voice cracked. “Who are you talking about?” But Paige didn’t answer. Instead, she turned toward the window and muttered:

" Jackie's eyes filled with rage as she spun around, almost toppling over in the process. I turned around too, taking in the firecracker of a female who had somehow managed to find me. Paige's hair was pulled back into a braid, her arms crossed over her chest revealing her bruised hands, the only sign that she had been in some kind of altercation in the last few days.