James A Novel Novels & Stories

James stands at the height of 5"11. He was very handsome and humble. People often said that his handsome face was a reflection of his heart. Among his siblings, he was the best and his father was very fond of him. James met Eva in a club when he was twenty-three and Eva was twenty and liked clubbing a lot. He wanted just a night with her but discovered that Eva liked to go clubbing, put on clothes that showed a large amount of cleavage, but sex was not her thing. She claimed she hadn't seen a man who was worthy of taking away her virginity. She was rough and always ready to fight over a slight provocation. She was also a chain smoker. Her most weakness was anger. She found it difficult to co

Janice stood at the entrance, adjusting her sunglasses, her lips curved into something that looked like concern—but wasn’t. She hadn’t been invited. She never needed an invitation. One of the guards hesitated before opening the door. “Madam—” “I’ll be quick,” Janice said sweetly. “I just felt… compelled to come.” The guard stepped aside uneasily. Janice entered the mansion slowly, her eyes scanning the space. The silence pleased her. The disorder—the discarded jacket, the untouched breakfast tray—pleased her even more. Then she saw him. James. He looked nothing like the man she remembered. No arrogance. No polished perfection. Just a broken man sitting in the ruins of his own life.

I used to consider James as a very good friend but today his words broke my heart in a very bad way. I cried to him and said "Is this love of yours wrong?" James laughed and said, “i know everything but another name of love is destruction and i am ready to destroy myself for mrunali love” “Now see for yourself how much trouble Elijah has given you, yet you still love him very much.” I became silent on this matter and James put his hand on my shoulder and said, "You are a very good girl, just became a victim of conspiracies." Having said this, James put his hand on my stomach and said, "I am not a murderer, but just be compelled by the hands of this love."

There was no way the woman was unstable, meaning Chloe had said something that would make her calm down. "You must stop waiting for James; he is no longer interested. He is like his father; you don't want to end up like Elisabeth Barnes, now, do you? Weirdly, you and Elisabeth have the same initials, E and B. Very weird", she said, and I almost laughed. The woman was funny. Although I held it, Kimberly and her husband laughed. It was a good joke. It wasn't long after the conversation that I picked James' scent, and I had butterflies in my tummy. Paul and James approached us with two other men. They were tall, brawny, and good-looking. The dark one was very handsome, and he had honey eyes.

he whispered huskily into my ears, I slowly nodded my head and leaned closer to him. " did we get it" I asked, he nodded his head without hesitation. " yeh we did, now we own 2 empires, we are also going on our first date tomorrow babe" James stated cooly, my heart fluttered at the thought before I slowly drifted of into sleep, I need it. " don't leave me" Sitting up suddenly my body shuddered heavily as sweat dripped down from my forehead. I saw it, when I killed Julie. Throwing the warm blanket from my body I leapt from the bed and towards the bathroom, as I pulled on the handle a hand grabbed my arm pulling towards its chest, James. The look of concern plastered on his face caught me slig

I had to keep reminding myself that it was only for another 2 weeks and then they will be out of my hair for good. “My lady, we have a letter from the Celestials,” James says. James was a Lost soul that I grew attached to while escorting him to purgatory, he was given a really shitty hand in the Human Realm, so I didn’t feel like he deserved to be in purgatory. He didn’t deserve for me to feed off him for all eternity either. So, he became my right-hand man so to speak, my only friend and confidant. “What does it say?” I ask.

If Bailey was a sparkler and Colton was a thunderstorm, this man was a blade left out in winter. Colton glanced back. “Nora?” It took me half a second to understand. My house. My rules. I swallowed past the tightness in my throat and opened the door wider. “He can come in.” Only then did James step inside. The kitchen felt smaller with both men in it. Colton carried the forest with him. Rain, pine, blood, cold air and wolf. James carried less of the wild and more of the watchful. He was tall and lean, with cropped dark hair, a narrow scar cutting through one eyebrow, and a stillness that made me think of an animal crouched under brush, perfectly patient until it chose not to be.

“It’s going to be great. And if it’s not, you can always move back. It’s not a life sentence.” “It feels like one.” “That’s the love talking. It’s supposed to feel terrifying.” Isabella stood, brushing dust from her jeans. “Now, come on. James is outside with the van, and he’s already complaining about the parking.” James, true to form, had rented a van far larger than necessary. He leaned against it, scrolling through his phone, looking effortlessly handsome in a simple t-shirt and jeans. He looked up as they emerged. “Finally. I was about to send a search party. How much stuff do you have?”

“I don’t buy that for a second. That woman is bad news. She’s done some sort of witchcraft shit to fool you.” James’ spine steeled as he glared at his aunt, “I don’t believe that.” His voice was laced with anger, and the brief moment we shared before vanished into thin air. “Well start believing it, boy. You ain’t stupid,” Joan glanced over, winking at me. “I can spot a snake from a mile away, and that girl is a damned serpent.” James looked up at Dante, begging him to join into the conversation. I knew James had asked for his help researching how he’d ended up with two mates, but Dante averted his gaze. Either he didn’t find anything, or he was on the same page as Joan.

James spoke, with his voice convincing of half truth. “And by long term goals, you mean what?” I further pressed. “Nothing much, just empire security, average shorten of life during moralistic reality and others.” James spoke. “I’m not sure I understand any of the explanation to your reasons so far.” “If you say so…” He simply responded. The mansion gates abruptly opened as we approached the mighty mansion. James pulled his cap over his head as Jamal looked for a suitable place to park, despite having over an hectare if space for that.