Jade And Beck Novels & Stories

I don’t want to be separated from her ever again. Later that day, I was outside of the balcony when Keanu came in. He saw me sitting out there and he came to meet me. “Are you okay baby?” He asked “Yes, how did it go?” He sat down with me. “Aztec has been buried and the Alphas agreed that new Alphas will be appointed” “So how do you feel?” “I don’t know what to do about my Beta. No one will ever be as good as Noir but overall I’m so happy that you’re here with me, that I found you. I’d be so lost without you Jade you don’t even know”

replied Emily with a pause . " Here is your torch " Bella replied giving us the torch . She continued " There will be two teams , One team will be of me and Emily and the other will be of Ava and Allice or do you want vice-versa?" "We both looked at each other and asked " But why we need to do this " "It is a game for tonight , are you afraid " Ava replied with a deep breath " No we are not . We accept your challenge . Ok so here is your back pack . "

Jade sighed deeply and closed her eyes. "I didn’t know it would be this relieving. I didn’t know there would be an end to missing you. I thought this longing would never end in my lifetime." Jade patted Liz’s cheek. "You’re going to make me cry hard again, Mama." Liz shook her head, holding back her emotions. "Come here. You usually wouldn’t stop crying until you were hugged." Jade offered a hug, and now reluctantly, Liz half-lays down to hug her. "Gemma... Ruby... My beautiful gems." Jade murmured with a satisfied smile. Her life's gems were whole again.

Jades pov Onyx is pacing around with her chest puffed out breathing hard. She is mad. Even though we won an imaginary competition. The fact this warrior thought she could kick us. She has a big pair. I grab some water while we wait for the rest of the warriors to get through the course. The beta is up next and his going up against Josh’s Beta. Beta Eric smirks at his opponent. “ I hope you are ready to be humbled.” He says.

A month had passed, Jade moved back to her house but didn't get shipped abroad, rather she and Adrian had applied for college at Stanford university California. They both got in and both families were pleased, Jade was already a straight A student and Adrian was a wizard with the computer so all he had to do was work up his grades in other areas and he did well. It was the day before they left for school, their flight would take off the next morning. His phone buzzed on the table, there was a call, his sister was on the line, Adrian's parents were never around, but his sister was one person who had always been there, she was a big part of his life and they had a strong bond

“I’m traumatized. He leaned against the wall like some cologne ad and pulled my girl into a K-drama kiss. Rude.” I lifted a brow. “Your girl?” Beck choked. “I meant—Sera.” Cal patted Beck’s shoulder like he felt sorry for him—but not really. “Instead of being the sad commentator, come on a run with me. Some fresh air might detox your jealousy.” Beck groaned. “I still regret not crashing with Damon last night.” Cal laughed again. “And you’ll regret skipping this run too. One lap. C’mon.” Beck stomped off toward his room, clearly to change, but not before pausing mid-stride to point at me. “Don’t think this is over! I will—”

Had Tristan been building a relationship with my parents all this time? "Mom, I'm not interested. Especially if it's Tristan Black." "Who? Never heard of him. But there's a new executive at your dad's office who we want you to meet. Very handsome, single, never been married, thirty-seven, he's perfect for you, Jade. I need you married with some kids." "Mom, I've been offered an international position through The Black Corporation today. I leave for Brazil on Friday. So, if I met your beau, our relationship would fail. I'm going to be traveling most of the time."

His tears sucked in and his fist tightened against the piece of glass which began cutting deep into him. His mind was numb now, empty of all thoughts but filled with cruelty. Vengeance. He no longer felt a thing, just the winds whistling in the night’s atmosphere. He pulled his black hoodie, dashing into the cold night. His bruised skin brushed against the thick, rough fabric but he felt nothing, only the taste of blood on his lip and the stench of vengeance. *** Becky swore she saw something. Someone. She was a little sore and roughed up, but she knew what she'd seen. Andre? No, he wouldn't come back to hurt me. He doesn't have it in him. He was always the weak quiet boy.