Jade Struck Nude Novels & Stories

My hands trembled holding her body. Jade’s eyes began rolling into her head and I stopped breathing. “Jade don’t” I tapped a little too hard on her cheeks. I wasn’t going to loose her. Not now, not ever. Moon goddess can’t give me a mate just to snatch her from me this soon. I refuse. “Grey,” I heard her say before her eyes shut. Tearing my shirt, I tied it around the harsh gash on her stomach. Carrying her limp body, I stood up just before Noir appeared.

Jade simply grinned then bent to his height. "If you want to embarrass yourself, you are free to do that but don't you dare try dragging me with you. You can f*ck whoever you want but don't you ever....I repeat...ever try this stunt you pulled today or it wouldn't end with just one flip" She got back on her feet then dusted her body before walking to where Lilith was. Lilith had been shocked to see this side of Jade, she felt like worshipping her now. "Wow, you were so cool" She was already fangirling, making Jade smile. She didn't say anything as she began making way for the gate and Lilith excitedly followed.

Celestine only nodded in response. Damien then lead her to his warehouse. He then opened the door to cell. Celestine was shocked to see the scene. Julie was crying, her eyes were swollen and dark shade of red. She was tied to a metal chair. Her eyes were looking at a particular direction. Celestine followed her line of site and froze. Amanda was laying naked and lifeless on ground. Her body was bruised and blood was dripping from her private part. Her eyes were lifeless.

The next morning, Jade stepped outside wearing a black trainers outfit, a pair of dark shades resting over his eyes. His father stood outside with Mendez. The moment Jade approached them, they stopped talking. "Morning, Dad. Morning, Mendez" Jade said. Mendez reached for Jade's shades and pulled them off. Jade squinted his eyes. "It's..so bright" Mendez burst out laughing and placed it back on Jade's face. "That's what happens when you drink yourself to stupor at a club"

Jade ordered, his voice firm as he climbed up the stairs and disappeared, soon, he reappeared with a small gym bag. Dropping the bag a few feet away from me, Jade came to stand in front of me, he had taken off his glasses and looking at him without it made my cock twitch with happiness. I wanted him to jerk me off and remembering how huge his cock was when I touched it on our way home, I wanted to suck and get him off, I wanted to feel his cock fill my ass up. “Strip.” He ordered, his voice was cold but his eyes were colder and even more dangerous. Realizing that I was about to serve my time, I started taking off my basketball shorts but Jade’s hand clamped down on mine.

Jades pov I woke up pretty early. Due to the fact hunger forced me awake. I get my shower and braid my hair. Since I’m going to the training ground I put on some leggings and sports-bra with a cut off shirt. My tattoos are on full display. I have 2 full sleeves and rib tattoos. I check myself in the mirror. I look amazing. You can almost see every muscle ripple. “ you can thank me for that!” Onyx says. I chuckle and say “ good morning. You ready to show these boys how girls fight?”

CASSANDRE I had sworn to remain calm. To remain dignified. To be irreproachable, like a marble statue amid the tumult. A rock of composure, a model of elegance even in the storm. But there are limits. And those limits have just been shattered. It all started with that disgusting noise: the squeaking of the cart's wheels, a metallic, grinding sound that sliced through my skull like a rusty saw. It was her, of course. Always the same. The syrupy nurse, the one who serves me defeat on a platter under a veneer of concern.

A moment later, Jade’s dark red bike slid smoothly into the clearing in front of his cabin, kicking up a lazy swirl of dust. She removed her helmet, and her hair unfurled over her shoulders, catching the sunlight like ink dipped in gold. She wore a simple black jacket, jeans, and boots, but she didn’t need anything fancy to look striking. She always had presence—a quiet gravity that drew the eyes without her ever trying. Marcus’s chest tightened without warning. He cleared his throat and stepped away before she could see him staring. A knock sounded at his door. Sharp, but not hurried. Marcus opened it.

"Tomorrow then, it is." "I should leave now," Cole says to my father. Father nods at him before he makes his way to his car, giving me one last look as he reverses and drives out. "Look pretty tonight Gianna. The Ardolf are very significant about looks." Yes, I know. I knew of one who found pretty in my hair down and I'll remember not to pack it up in a ponytail. Or maybe I would do otherwise to get his hands on my hair again, either to take away my packer or use my ponytail for something else.