Jade Harley Novels & Stories

Chapter 1 Jade stepped out of her sleek black sedan, the engine purring to a stop in the driveway of the suburban mansion. The night air was thick with the scent of freshly cut grass and distant barbecue smoke, a far cry from the neon-lit clubs she usually worked. She paused for a long moment beside the car. At 25, with her long raven hair cascading down her back in loose waves that caught the faint glow of the porch lights, emerald eyes that sparkled under streetlights like polished gems, and a body honed from years of pole dancing—curves that could make a man forget his vows—she knew she was the perfect hire for a bachelor party.

There was a girl next to him, among all others, that caught my eye and from the way she made eye contact with Liam, scowling at Dexter as well, I could tell that the two were more than just ordinary classmates. “You want another detention, Mr. Montell?” Irvin growled a little bit too personally and Dexter snarled right back at him. I thought they’d both attack each other with how Dexter was fuming but fuck this, I needed to get this over with. Moving to the front of the class, I folded my arms, feeling everyone’s examining eyes boring into me like drills, especially fucking Irvin, and said whatever shit came to my mind. “I’m Jade from the East. My parents are…” Thank goodness for Jade’s reco

All we wanted was to be Jacob and Sadie and be free. I found a woman by the name of Doctor Riley Kim. She is a well-known Psychiatrist here in Baker with a hell of a reputation. She is also very expensive and hard to see. I got an appointment for Sadie and me two weeks after Sadie turns eighteen. We hoped she would work with us once we told her our situation. We needed her to see Sadie as a mentally healthy woman. We needed her to see how wrong Sadies reports were. The only thing we worried about was how the doctor could get ahold of Sadies records without giving our location away. It wasn't going to be easy, but we had to try something.

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

Jade was a simple girl. She was 20 years old, a University student that always brought in high marks. Her whole life she had followed the rules. She studied hard, never went to parties, was the valedictorian to her high school’s graduating class, did volunteer work with her spare time, listened to her parents and went to church on Sundays

“Yeah. I know. They thought they’d be able to keep me from getting here on time. But they underestimate the power of my friends. That includes you. Thank you for pushing the race back, Harley. I know it’s not easy to handle these assholes, and you somehow manage to do it with grace every week. I owe you.” “You can pay me back by winning,” Harley said flatly. Then she undid the silver zipper of her leather jacket, revealing a skintight mesh bodysuit beneath. On top of that, she had a pair of glossy black leggings that she had paired with thigh-high velvet black boots covered in buckles. “I’ll just start the race myself.”

Jade chuckled and urged Hunter to call out to Emmy. "Emmy." Hunter cleared his throat and knocked on the door again. "If you don't open the door now, the person you want to see is leaving." "I don't believe you. You're lying to me!" Hunter shrugged helplessly, gesturing for Jade to step forward. Jade walked to the door and called out, "Hello, Emmy. I'm Jade Severin." There was a moment of silence inside before the door swiftly swung open. Emerging from within was a young girl seated in a wheelchair, adorned in a fluffy dress and sporting two neatly tied pigtails.

Jade had been gone for three days. No one had seen her. No one had heard from her. Not even the system had offered any updates beyond: “Cadet Jade Ishola remains in isolation. Training active.” But her absence lingered in the air. The reflection platforms still gleamed. The Selects still trained. Nyomei stood center circle, already five rounds into the day. Her hair was damp with sweat, her jaw set tight. The familiar shimmer of twin opponents formed in front of her—two broad-shouldered werewolves with identical faces and cocky stances.

Racheal still did not understand why her father had chosen someone like her for something like this. She was not equipped for this in any way. She could not code or fight, or have any special skill to make this thing work. She only had her popular face and influence. Even that was more likely to get her in trouble today than save her. “We will find a way.” Jade said, pulling a black hoodie over her shirt. “Wear your scarf.” She was a serious no-nonsense Jade again. She made her think of Skylar. “You have to not think of your sister-in-law for the next few hours,” Jade said, as if she could read her thoughts. “This is dangerous.”

Harry, Stanley, Gorge, Aidan, Carlos and now, Damien. *** The Following Morning... Jade walked to the table where a beautiful woman was seated. She had a honey-brown, wavy hair and two pearl earrings on the lobe of her ears. "So sorry for keeping you waiting mum." Jade hissed her cheek as he took his seat. "Don't worry my dear. I just got here as well. I'm super excited to see my son." She smiled with so much joy, glittering in her eyes. The both of them took lunch together and started discussing about life issues too.