Jade Harley Novels & Stories

Bree nodded, wiped her tears away, and was thankful that the other moms had finally arrived. "Jade, sorry we're cutting it close. Hey, you must be the newbie, I'm Lexie and this is my six-year-old Harley," the woman with the beautiful tattooed forearm introduced herself. "And I'm Ivy and this is my seven-year-old Leia." Ivy who looked like your typical step ford wife hugged Bree with a warm welcome. "Leia, Bree here has a four-year-old daughter. You can have tea parties and read your princess books with her." Jade told her and the seven-year-old perked up immediately, "Will she be here tomorrow?"

It was a warning. While Cassandra sat beside me, busy tapping on her phone to book the flight, she suddenly paused. Her lips curled into a small smile, then a quiet giggle escaped her. “You might want to see this,” Cassandra said. I glanced at her briefly, irritation already written across my face. “I’m driving,” I snapped. “Just tell me what it is.” Cassandra turned her phone slightly toward me, though she knew I couldn’t look properly. “It’s a headline,” she said, excitement creeping into her voice. “The Harrison family’s missing daughter. They just made it public. There’s a reward involved too.”

“She is not an unknown she-wolf!” “I am Jade Braveheart from Apex Woods,” I said quickly. I was tired of being talked about as if I wasn’t in the room. “Braveheart?” Ria asked. “The last I, all the Bravehearts died after those beastly triplets took over the pack.” “Jade wasn’t there when that happened.” “Well, where was she?” “Here. She was a slave here when the triplets overthrew her uncle to become the pack’s Alphas.”

Annie was taken aback and stopped uneasily, "Corinne, no! I choose to drink, so don't play it with them!" - Inside the Snow Room's innermost billiard room, the Riveras' youngest son, Sunny, crossed his legs and remarked languidly, "I've got something to tell you guys. I came across this hacker who goes by the name of 'Jade Rabbit' on the internet a few days ago, and she easily deciphered our AJ League's encryption system! I bet she's one of the two top hackers in the entire world!" Zeke made a hole-in-one and said, "Your dad expects you to help your brother manage the company, Sunny. Why don't you do that for once instead of dealing with all this useless stuff?"

Six months have passed since Harley left PTV, Ron and her love, Alexander, now she's just trying to move on, but putting the traumatic event that took place in California behind her, is easier said than done. She hasn't had any contact with anyone in the SS since she left, knowing it would have just made 'Moving On' harder, but one evening, she receives an email… from Jemma, begging her to return to PTV and help her and the girls get their outlaws out of Prison.

She reminds me of a china doll with her large blue eyes and peaches and cream complexion. Jade is just as gorgeous as I remember, with her short honey-colored hair and hazel eyes. She’s definitely the epitome of a ballerina with her slim body and graceful stride. Her partner Adrian came along with her. They’re both dressed similarly in black mesh tops, black leather pants, and black boots. They also turn out to be super friendly and fun.

I had finally made it, and those three wouldn’t ruin the life I had made for myself. “So the missing daughter has finally shown up after two long years?” Jalyssa asks. “Yes, and she was with those two women.” I answer. “Mom, I love you but messing with Tianya and Kylynn are not to be messed with. They are the two biggest rockstars right now and I remember hearing about them in highschool.” Jalyssa says.

Harriet’s POV When we finally entered the building we were greeted by a lady who introduced herself as Jade. She was pretty, probably around twenty years old, her long brunette hair cascaded down her face and her brown chocolate eyes twinkled as she smiled. She looked stunning in her black knee length dress and black heels. I glanced at Gino who was busy staring at his phone, something was distracting him and it made me feel extremely uneasy. “Good afternoon Mr Yarn and your lovely guest.” She nodded at me and I smiled back.

She stared intently at my wrist, her pupils constricting. "Jake, look." Jake followed her gaze, and a look of understanding crossed his face. I looked down and nearly screamed. The rose tattoo on my wrist had transformed. It was now a name: Adrian. Written in black, gothic script, as if penned in blood. "I knew something was off," Emma’s voice had changed completely. It was no longer sweet but cold and professional. "Harper Klein, 26, from San Francisco. Occupation: internet influencer." Jake pulled something from behind his back. "But now, it seems you're no longer human."