Jalousie Novels & Stories

It was not her own bedroom. Everything looked outdated. The room looked too girly, with everything in pink. The bed was not as soft as her own bed. There was no air conditioner, only a small ceiling fan. She could hear the sound of crickets by her window. ‘Do people still use this type of window?’ If she’s not mistaken, those were called jalousie windows. ‘Whose room is this?’ “Hello?” She gasped, her hand flew to her mouth, covering it. ‘That’s not my voice!’

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Besides, i had promise her the weekend with her babies. I made it home. Kicked my shoes off at the front door and headed to the kitchen. I hear my phone ringing in my purse but don't pay it no mind. I need some wine. I grabbed my wine and headed upstairs to my bathroom. I took a long hot shower and climbed in my bed. Turned the tv on and started flipping through channels. Every so often Damien ran through my mind. Is the girl really pregnant? Is she jealous of me? Did i really wanna end my marriage? I didn't know but i knew there was no way i was letting him back in here. I finally looked at my phone. I texted my girls that i was at home in bed. I looked at my call log and seen that Damien

★One Year Ago★ Jade sat on the floor, sobbing loudly and scratching her arms, trying to get rid of the feel of her harasser's skin against hers. She kept replaying the last few hours in her mind. She could still feel his body against hers and it made her feel worthless and dirty. And like a thousand bugs were crawling through her skin, eating her up.

I walked up the stairs quickly but instead of heading to the library, I heading to my room, locking all the doors. As I locked the last door and turned, I came face to face with a frowning Margot. “Quillon is my last name” I breathed. “No shit Sherlock” she said sarcastically, folding her Arms. “So you figured it out huh?” “Quillon, what ……what does it mean?” “It means sword, but I’m not the one to tell you the history of all that, you have to help me” she said, her voice turning urgent. “I can only help you if I am out of this state” she added, “what do you mean?” “I can’t stay here long, I……..” and then she was gone.

"Here. I looked for you to give you this. You can actually wear it in a gala, unfortunately the Gala is over. Do you know how much this suits cost? Look and touch the fabric that use to it, it's called vicunas, it's mix up with silk that's why it's very rare and expensive, it was trend in Europe..." Marisol felt a headache. Sometimes her mother acted like a child that's why she always remind her of her actions. She just thankful that Chardon can still put up with her and didn't ousted her yet or throw her mother outside. After a while there's a knock on the door and Marisol opened it. Mr. Javier get inside with a serious face as if something happen. He nods at Marisol as his respect and gree

This one being close to the coordinates I plugged in. Platforms are different then the bracelets I have grown used to. While my old bracelet could take me to any location that wasn't protected by a security wall, a platform can only teleport you to another platform. It chooses the closest one to the coordinates you put in and then you walk to your destination. Not as efficient as the bracelets, but lower in cost and still handy. I inhale deeply and sigh. This home is in the perfect location. Hundreds of acres of prime hunting land surround it. My mate and I would be well provided for here. I could hire a proper security crew and they too would have ample hunting space. I walk the half mile t

The garment ended just under his kneecaps without a single wrinkle, exposing his attractively muscled calves and manicured bare feet. The tightness of the garment made it so it wouldn’t shift while moving to prevent revealing more skin than intended. If there was one thing Azrin could complain about, it would be the “ease of access” panel at the back. By design, the omega couldn’t fasten or unfasten it by himself. This he knew was something Lexus had to add to the garment for it to be proper omegan attire.

Well, I've fought tooth and nail and I've gone lengths to conquer beasts and the likes of them with my very bare hand. You don't believe me now, do you?Well your answer doesn't matter, you can see for yourself. __ “Lil Joe,you feel so big now don't you?” The Don, Paolo Romano's voice rang across the rooms of the Colombo’s family's Palatial. It didn't require a soothsayer to tell the members that Paolo, “The Jackal” as he was notoriously known as, was furiously mad. It had for weeks now become a trait that seemed unavoidable to the residents of the Family, and in all honesty, it was becoming hella annoying in here.

The morning air was dark with the smoke of burning goods. The old dry wood and countless layers of paint and varnish blazed with a fierce hungry light. Heat rose shimmering through the chill air; behind, the gargoyles and stone dragons on the castle walls seemed blurred, as if Moriah were seeing them through a veil of tears. Or as if the beasts were trembling, stirring . . "An ill thing," Hadassah declared, though at least she had the sense to keep her voice low