Jada Pinkett Tupac Novels & Stories

Without uttering a word, Jada ran out of the house, still in her pajamas, and hurried to Phillip's car. A short while later, she sat behind the steering wheel of Phillip's red Mustang, and she started the engine, turning on the radio. "Tattoo your name on me So I can wear it on my sleeve Make sure that everyone knows it 'Cause, baby, you're the one The thing that I can't live without You kiss me and there ain't a doubt No changing my mind, I'm in it for life" As Jada sang at the top of her lungs, she drove out of the villa, drumming her fingertips

Jada cleared her throat impatiently, tapping her nails on the edge of the counter. “There’s things you don’t know about the night your daddy’s Beta died.” Now that caught my attention. “Like what?” I asked. Jada actually looked afraid. The emotion was gone within a blink, but it had been there, nonetheless. “Beta Silas was grooming young girls in those training courses of his. I’d know because I was one of them. It started with compliments and gifts, then moved onto him offering me private sessions because I was—I was so much further along than the other girls. The night Lilac killed Silas; she walked in on him trying to…” She turned her head and stared off into the distance. “He was trying

When she saw the familiar faces in her living room, she didn’t have to ask why the pinks were freaking out. “Sorry, we just got excited. If you didn’t come back, we wouldn’t even see these two,” they almost said in unison, referring to Robin and Steve. She chuckled and shook her head in amusement before going back in and facing her dresser to finish preparing. Jada wore an ash-colored tube paired with ripped shorts and gladiator sandals. She added a bit of makeup and accessories and she was done. When she came out, the pinks couldn’t stop praising her. "O-M-G! My talent’s really gorgeous!" Bambi shrieked.

My phone buzzed with a text. My mother: *I watched a video of your performance. You were beautiful. I'm so proud of you. And I can't wait to meet my grandchild.* Then Jake: *Big sis is pregnant!!! About time I become Uncle Jake. Also, that song made me cry. Don't tell anyone.* Then Jessica, my publicist: *That was either the bravest thing I've ever seen or the stupidest. Time will tell. Either way, call me. I have ideas.*

When Jada laughs at her mom's choice of words, "OK, Mom, cleaner and fresher, I get it." Still observing her daughter closely, Martha says, overwhelmed to have her daughter home, "Sweetie, what's wrong?" Out of all her kids, Jada was the only one who did not live at home with them. Jada had two siblings, a brother, Jadon Wilson, nineteen, who had recently started college, and a sister, Janiah Wilson, fifteen, who was still in high school. They all had their mother's blonde hair and their father's blue eyes. "Want anything to drink?" Martha asked as she busied herself with glasses and got the fresh lemonade drink in the freezer perfectly chilled. As she patiently waits for Jada to confide in

Shawn nodded, trying not to break eye contact. Jade sighed and looked down at her fingers. “We weren't involved in an accident. We were kidnapped. He was a psychopath. He killed my mother. Gave her cuts all over her body and let her bleed. She died in my arms. Slowly and painfully. I was tortured and... And... R***d. Then I was locked up in that dark place, cold, hungry, and afraid. And every day I prayed for death. But it didn't come. Neither did help.” Jade paused as the words stuck in her throat. The tears were forcing their way down her cheeks as she wiped them off.

The man asked me and I don't know if he was annoyed with me because I mistook him for a bartender or maybe he was just acting annoyed to make me feel nervous. "You look like my next mistake, Jake." I jokingly replied to him causing him to frown at me. Jake Andrich is also known as Jakipz, the online celebrity who's famous for his thirst trap photos, his pictures are all jack-off worthy. But Jake became more famous because of his OnlyFans account where he posts nude videos and photos. Jake Andrich was like a sex god, his body was so beautiful even if it was full of tattoos, but I think it suited him well. He is the perfect definition of the words, 'gentleman but somewhat rude' because his han

Detective Grayson said simply. “Oh my God,” Jessica said. She felt light-headed. Whoever the chaperone was gave her life to save her child. “Did she have children?” Deep down, Jessica didn’t want to know, but she had to. Detective Kidman shook her head. “No. She did have a son, but he died of leukemia at the age of ten. She had no other children. Her name was Pam Jackson. She had a husband who died in Iraq. Her only living relative is an older sister in Michigan.”

I said, making a face at the cupcake. He nodded and scarfed down his treat. “Yeah I hear ya. I might look skinny but that doesn’t mean I’m in shape,” he said, his mouth full. I laughed. “So have I missed anything lately? I haven’t been up front much, any gossip? The newbies working out okay.” I asked. I could count on Patrick to give me the goods, tell me all the dirt. “You know actually some guy has called a couple of times looking for Jada. I don’t know what his deal is. Said she delivered food to him the night she had the baby, but that can’t be right,” he said.

He knew something was going to happen. “That doesn’t matter! Dad gave you everything. He has worked so hard to make sure we have the perfect life here and you go and throw it all away. What about me! I was supposed to be the next Alpha. Now…What? You just throw it all away for someone you just met?” “Jared. You don’t understand. I have known Alpha Caleb for years.” “So, he is the one you have been sneaking off to go see every night?” Jackie looks down to the ground in shame and she realizes that Jared has known for much longer than she thought. When she feels arms wrap around her from behind and a finger push her chin up and a voice tell her that a Luna should never be ashamed of what she do