Jade West Books Novels & Stories

​JADE "Jade, move it! The client is going to be angry if we aren't there in five minutes!" My sister, Celia, hissed the words while pacing in front of my desk. She didn't wait for an answer before reaching down and snatching the paperback out of my hands, and then slamming it shut. "You can read 'The Villain’s Sinful Debt Collection' later," she snapped, tossing it onto the edge of the table. "Right now, we have a job. Get your bag. Move! Move! Move!"

We all rushed to him. He showed his long chin pendant, which look like two god-like figures reading something and rounding it something written in a weird language. Before we question, Vante pointed to the door, there is the same craving as the pendant. He removed his chain and fixed it on the craving, it get fixed like a missing puzzle. Then with a loud creaking sound, the iron door opened. Again before any query, Vante voiced, "It's my family heirloom, this is the last thing they gave me before they die." Ric patted his back, and we all walked into the weird creepy library where there were many books, I mean uncountable books, the selves high like it gonna touch the sky. I wonder how did t

Jade disclosed with her face still glued to the ground as she spoke. “Looking for me? Why?” Valerie asked, confused. “I was told by my parents to seek help from you whenever we’re in trouble,”she said and Valerie stopped in her track to take a proper look at the girl, “I’m an Omega from the sunset wolf-pack, sister to the Aletha wolf pack.” Jade added in a sob.

Mizuki Explained. Jade was far from slow but socially there were some gray areas. She’d mostly dealt with men growing up and they were all controlling. Any women she’d come in contact with either ignored her or were part of a job in which she’d been playing a character to get the job done. “Whateves. Let’s go. We don’t want to keep Sylvie waiting. She’s probably going to ride her new bike and it won’t take her long.” Jade said, shutting her office down and picking up her weekend bag.

“Thank you. I was starting to think you’d make me wait forever.” Hey everyone!! Please joing my Facebook page Jessica White Author Page or follow me on Instagaram @author_j_white for upcoming works and giveaways. Also, I'd love it if you gave my other stories a try. I have an 8 book series (so far) of stand alone stories, but only four are on Goodnovels right now. I should have the others up soon. The Series is -Tessa Ignites -Tessa's Wolves -Cursed -Hexom -The Ranger -The Darke King

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Wilkes said in a dreary voice. “Yes, or that. Either ways, I'd have said we go see if the office is open now but Wade. He—” “Who's Wade?” Wilkes asked, his face squeezing in. “The smoking dude. That's his name; Wade.” “Oh, okay. You were saying something.” “Yeah. He might stalk us or something. It's quite risky plus Trisha isn't with us. She won't like that we left her behind.” Wilkes lazily rested his back on his bed with his hands spread wide.

Giving in to her curiosity on how a wolfless former Slave and Omega—now a Beta—can have powers that not even the late Alpha Cal possessed. It’s a rare gift bestowed by the Moon Goddess, only those who are bold and worthy of its delicious heat. As if in answer, her slumbering flame grumbled—perhaps furious for awakening it in the middle of— “An orgy,” Alpha Alain’s voice was too intimate to just be a whisper. “That’s what we’re having today. To honor some old werewolf laws that no one knew who wrote or started.” As if the mention of those ancient laws sparked her curiosity more, Sasha found herself asking, “Are there really only three packs in all of Westfall?”

I rushed to her and snatched the book away from her, clutching it to my chest, praying to God that she hadn’t read much. “How could you?!” I hissed at her. “That’s my private property! You’ve got no right!” “Well, if that book was so precious to you, Kara, you should’ve hidden in better,” Jade leaned in, a nasty smile on her lips. Without Derrick nearby, her true colors were showing. “But thank God you’re too stupid for that, otherwise I wouldn’t have read that disgusting book.” “You have no right!” I repeated through gritted teeth. “This is my diary; it’s not for your eyes.”

My condition was so bad that I couldn't open my eyes and take a look at the person who decided to aid me with care and soothing words. "You will not be treated differently, I promise. You will be happy here." I can't even comprehend if the voice belonged to a man or a woman. Then soon I drifted off to sleep while this angelic person continuously caressed my hair. Tbc... Jade is mentally ruined. She doesn't show the sign of defeat but inwardly she is dead. Which girl wouldn't after coming from a place like that! Who do you think it was who took her care? I promise your minds will be blown when they come face to face. Don't forget to comment and vote. Xoxo