Jade Spear Novels & Stories

For some reason I’m healing slowly. “The day I fainted, I had been training with Jade,” I started. “Jade?” Jake asked. I leveled him with a look that had him closing his mouth and biting on his lip. “Why were you training with Jade and not Clara?” Viktor asked. “Clara had too much to drink the night before and was dead to the world. Jade stepped in for her so that I would still get my day of training in.” “What can Jade do?” Jake asked. “Jade can control and manipulate earth or dirt,” I said. “I’m not really sure what her gift is but she split the ground under my feet and then created a humanoid.”

Which meant everything Nathan and I had shared meant nothing at all. Bile burned my throat as Jade let out a coquettish little laugh at something Nathan said. The sound cut through me like shattered glass. Last night I had lain naked in his arms, utterly his, believing the rest of our lives would be that perfect. And now...now I was nothing. With terrible comprehension, I finally found my voice. "Nathan, what is this? Who is she?" Though I already knew the horrible truth. Jade turned her doe eyes toward me. "Oh, you must be Terra," she said gently. "I know this is very sudden. But Nathan and I are mates." She looked back at Nathan meaningfully. "Bonded by the goddess."

She had long black hair that touched her waist and that was all most people had seen of her. But, some people had seen than that. They had seen her fingers and her nails which were always painted black and were always covered by gloves. Some had seen her eyes which were always surrounded by black shades of eye shadow and her lips that seemed blacker each time you looked at it. But, none had noticed those bright blue irises that sparkled whenever she smiled. Neither had anyone seen her smile. They all knew her name and all she did but most of them would never recognize her if she wore a color other than black. She was Jade Adler, the Gothic troublemaker who had almost burned down the school d

’ Tarik snark. ‘Are you trying to call me a poet?’ ‘Poet. Good. Good for mate. Mate worthy. Too precious, priceless,’ he uttered, and I couldn’t have agreed more. “You make me feel seen,” Jade whispers, blinking away more tears. “I’ve never,” she wipes at the fresh tears staining her cheeks. “I’ve never felt that way. Seen. It’s like for the first time, someone finally sees me. Just me. Not me, who was my parents' second daughter that they didn’t want. Or me, who had to fill in the role of Luna and provide an heir. Or me, who was Arya’s little sister but 'ME'. It feels weird to finally have someone who sees me as 'ME'. As Jade, the little girl who just wanted to be seen, to feel special to s

For some reasons, she felt anxious, but Sapphire fought the feelings down with a thought. 'I can do this. Yes, I can.' Waiting Jade, he became her strength. His killer smile made Sapphire smiled as well. The guests looked at her with warm smiles, taking pictures of her magnificent dress. Some of the teachers at Sparkle high, where she worked were waving at her, smiling. She noticed a lady with black, huge, flamboyant cap that covered her face. She looked sophisticated in her deep red gown but Sapphire couldn't figure out who she was. While walking through the red carpet, Sapphire smiled back at some of them who she recognized. One thing was for sure, though… no one made a sound. Up ahead she

she says, her smile wide and disarming. I can see her coy abilities now and I envy them. My mind is still on the puzzle that is Jordan. There’s power in her, something dangerous and enticing. I’m aware of every movement she makes, every shift in her posture. Mirasol continues without missing a beat, “Next, we have a woman I helped train when she first started years ago. With a ten in both kill ratio and danger, meet Jade Hendrix.” The salty gulp that barrels down my throat almost clumps into something immobile---deadly.

Jade's sudden appearance sent a jolt of fear through Lila, confirming her worst suspicions. The warmth of the fire seemed to vanish, replaced by a chilling dread that settled over the cottage. Cole stepped protectively in front of Lila, his eyes narrowed, assessing the threat. "Jade," Cole said, his voice dangerously low. "What's going on? Why are you doing this?" Jade chuckled, a hollow, unsettling sound. "Doing? My dear Cole, I'm simply embracing my destiny. For too long, I've lived in the shadows, hiding my true nature. But now, the time has come for me to claim what is rightfully mine."

And she encouraged it. That was because she was angry and bitter and didn't have focus. Now she has all the joy in the world. Mason and Liam. She has every reason to live a worthy life. She has all the money and power and influence so nothing will take this beautiful life she has built for herself. No one. Not even this goddamn empire. Jade stepped out in a beige three piece suit and her hair in a slick gel to the back. “Mrs. Stone.” Denzel nodded as he walked down the stairs with her.

The woman was beaming at Clarion and said, "Everyone knows who you are in Grand City, sir. My name is Jade Bierstadt, and I'm your biggest fan. Although I'm a fan, I still need to obey the rules here. It will be bad for society if everyone can simply break the rules, right?

I froze and my head whipped up so fast I thought my neck would break from the impact. Standing in front of me was Spade, in all his attractive glory, perfect squared shoulders, chiseled jaw filled with beards but not over filled, dark lips, and grey beautiful eyes that immediately captured my attention, with his hand tucked safely in his pocket My mouth opened and closed, not knowing what to say to him, I swallowed, my eyes darting to the door and then him, why didn't Jade tell me he was coming in? As if reading my thoughts he spoke up "oh don't worry, I told her you were expecting me" he muttered nonchalantly.