Jaded Novels & Stories

They didn't need flashlights; they were the light in a world that had tried for too long to keep them buried in the dark. "The entrance is hidden beneath the salt flat," Jade noted, her voice trembling not with fear, but with a raw, jagged defiance. She pointed toward a slight, unnatural shimmer in the moonlight. "Refractive cloaking. Typical Julian. He always loved the theater of power more than the reality of it. He wanted to be a god, but he’s just a fraud hiding in a hole."

Authority dripped from every syllable he spoke. I took a slow, steadying breath, burying the tremor in my hands before turning to face him. Jarrah had stripped off his heavy armor, wearing only a loose linen shirt open at the throat and dark leather trousers. The faint amber light of the hearth caught the harsh angles of his face—the jagged scar running from his cheekbone down to his jawline, the thick shadow of stubble, and those dark, unreadable eyes that seemed to strip away every lie I had ever told. He looked terrifyingly human without his plate mail, larger and far more dangerous.

He left the water flowing on his face, and cries in silence while he was cleaning the blood on his face, he got into that trap and somehow he feels sad that Alucard will never believe anything of what he said. The pain in his chest didn't go away when he looks in the mirror, he had a little bruise on his lips, some on his forehead, and the large one on his head, he tried to cover it with his hair and clean the blood. When he finished, he looks at the mirror it was better than before; Jaden puts again that tie on his neck that covers the bite of Alucard as well as his mark. All of the omegas would show it gladly to the world but that wasn't Jaden's case and the strange mark on his body that i

she teased “It is because you tend to see the good side of people, the good side of situations. You believe that people are not too far gone and they can still be saved. You believe that redemption is for everybody and that is okay, really but Jared! Son of Yale of the Crimson valley and ruler of the quarter, they killed children and that is not okay! They took the lives of kids, remember that!” she said to him

Jada started stabbing it with a fork as a way of distraction. She wasn’t sure why she was reacting like that. She admits that she’s feeling irritated and she couldn’t deny that. Despite the weird emotions, she still manages to smile. Being able to feel irritated at the sight of Lyken showing up with another woman, could only mean one thing. She’s indeed human, still human. The scene hurt her, but she can say that she’s already forgiven Lyken for everything he’s done. Jada’s moved on from the ghost of her past, their past.

Tamara said her softly and she nodded. "This one cannot even hurt fly." Chidera said coming back a container of Minimie chin chin. "Why are you guys always eating everything in my house?" Christiana asked as Tamara and Chidera got comfortable on her couch eating the chin chin. "You are under James' N*****x account abi?" Chidera asked switching on the Television. "No o, she's under Deji's account. I'm using it too." Tamara stated and Chidera nodded. ***********

The chain was adjustable, allowing Aqua to wear the pendant at just the right length so that it rested over her heart. As she wore it, Aqua noticed the stone's clarity, reflecting her calm and balanced state of mind. Whenever she felt at peace, the pendant remained clear and pristine. However, when her emotions stirred, the pendant would change. A slight hue of blue appeared when she felt sadness, while a warm golden tone emerged during moments of happiness. If anger or fear took hold of her, the gemstone would darken, turning a deep, unsettling black.

She’d been waiting. The door creaked open. Jade stepped in—tall for a senior, shoulders broad under the faded band hoodie, black skinny jeans hugging narrow hips, combat boots scuffed at the toes. Her auburn hair was shaved on the sides, longer on top, falling into hazel eyes that always looked like they were daring someone to say something. She locked the main door with the janitor’s key she’d “borrowed” last month. The click sounded final. Riley pushed off the wall. “Took you long enough.”

The glade kept its soft hush, the moss still warm where their bodies had pressed it flat, the stream murmuring with a voice reclaimed. For a little while they let that quiet hold them—three heartbeats nested in one rhythm, three breaths drawing the same patient air. But as the light thinned from opal to pearl, the afterglow shifted. Not soured—no—but complicated, like sweetness finding its salt.

But the God told him they were alive but he wanted to pry. "Hmmmp!" Jin rushed forward and never called. He took a gun and roll in side. Bam! He fired. "....." Silence as it was. Still Jad was still alive. "How can this be?" Jin asked. "How?" Jad replied and walked to them and said, "I am immortal? How can you kill me brat?" He asked. Then Jad pulled the bullet on his chest. "Ah... I still feel the pain but it wasn't that hard. I'm still alive." He said and throw the bullet.