Jade O'connor Novels & Stories

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.

he laughed viciously at the last word before ending the call. My body was trembling with my hands shaky at what I just heard. The phone was still in my hands when Jade suddenly walked in. His eyes widened as he looked at me and then at the phone in my hands. And then the phone slipped out of my hands as our eyes locked. Jade assassin, working under Alpha Khalid……….

she said worriedly which in turn concerned me. “How badly was Destiny disfigured,” I inquired. “Lost an eye and her jaw needed to be wired. You whacked her pretty well,” she growled sourly and I winced. “She was over me and I had to defend myself,” I huffed. We continued inside and Monica stopped suddenly and lowered her head. “Jade, Conri isn't going to return,” she stammered as she turned to me with tears rolling down her cheeks. Embracing her I was confused.

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.

Don Ferrer has two children who are as beautiful as his wife, Lucia. Jade is his eldest child, nineteen years old, beautiful, has a brave aura, smart and good at using a weapon in battle. But her most specialty of all is using a sword. With her courage and high confidence in herself, she dreams of becoming a warrior and becoming a general who will lead her own team.

I stopped at the door and waited calmly for her to finish. After a long wait, Jaime finally stepped out, straightening her clothes. Derek followed behind her. She paused when she saw me and tugged at her collar to hide the marks on her neck. The reporters she had arranged were already present, and the broadcast was live. Her expression returned to normal. She glanced at me and spoke in a cold voice. “Joseph, you need to understand your situation. Your mother’s life is still in my hands. If you do not want her to die, you had better admit your mistake properly in front of the media.”

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.

Probably girlie stuffs. Maya's mom's footsteps could be heard from the twin staircases that she was already on her way here. I leaned closer to Jade and whispered in her ear. "Maya is the replica of Mrs Wilson." I pointed out, but Jade looked at me in some type of way as if I was saying something wrong. Her forehead puckered and she shook her head. "Unbelievable, Cameron. Your girlfriend's surname is Thompson and not Wilson. I'm not surprised though. After all it's you."

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.