Jamie Bly Manor Novels & Stories

“Hermano,seems like your now attached to your girl because i don’t see you in your damn company.But that’s not why I called…I got this text from an unknown number telling me to inform you that there’s gonna be trouble if you don’t hand over the territory—“. “What?Uh wait,I’m with my girlfriend,we’ll talk later.Tiana end it!” I do as he says clearly confused. “What did he mean by that??!” “It’s probably just a wrong number,don’t worry.Uhh—do you want burgers,I can stop by that drive thru and get burgers yeah?” “Okay,sure”. I wash off what I just heard from Jamie but something still felt off. He turns off onto a different street, the neighborhood getting increasingly nice with each passing hou

Olivia had her head resting against Roy’s chest while he watched the blank wall in front of him in anger. “I can’t believe he would turn out to be such a manwh***,” Lewis shook his head at how wrong he was for thinking Jamie had made a right decision, “that man is a serial killer in making, I hope he hadn’t terrorized anybody else,” Lewis continued to speak in shock and disgust. “He will not be spared of what he had done.” Roy clenched his jaw but then his eyes landed on Jamie, who was the only one walking in the apartment with her eyes streaming tears, “Did you know about that?” his question made Jamie look his way in surprise

Jamie rolled his eyes again, "What scared you so much! I'm not a demon!" He went to the door of the mansion and rang the bell. The door was opened soon. Nicole was surprised by him. "Who're you looking for?" "Hello, madam. Is this Anna Hamilton's home? I've got a parcel for her." Jamie said seriously in a low voice and smiled brightly. "Just give me and I'll take it to her."

Time was passing, and Bradley needed to know. A knock on the door drew our attention. A woman with dark skin and curly hair entered the room with paperwork and handed it to Jamie. "Thank you, Hayley," he said. The woman left immediately, with a sour attitude throughout her walk. Jamie watched her leave and then sighed. Apollo stifled a laugh next to me. "No need to pretend, Castiello," Jamie also noticed. "I’m going to have to deal with this later." So, Jamie had an affair with his producer? Great, nothing healthier.

Just happens that Jamerson was across the way at my door with his hand up as if he were going to knock. He put his hand down and walked back and forth for a second. Instead of knocking he slid a note under the door and turned to leave. “Why did your brother just walk down the hall and put a note under my door?” I asked Blake as I turned around. He just stared at me with a surprised look on his face. Then he shrugged his shoulders. “Jamey used to be Blackcrest. That doesn’t count.” He defended himself. “Let’s go before another alpha makes a move. You go tell Jamey what we found out and make sure he is paying attention to his proposals and keeping his head in the game.” I told Blake as I went

I pick up the mug in my hand, planning to bring it to the pantry and wash it up, but first. “If it isn’t too inappropriate to ask, Jamie…” in a curious tone, I ask, “Who was that man? Jamie raises his head and strikes a blank face at me, “Who?” I point at the door with my thumb, “The man out there.” Jamie puts up an odd smile as he squints at me, “Who’s out there?” I blow my fringe, who else? “That tall British man in a blazer.” I ask, “Who is he?”

Paityn never stepped through the doors of Lockwood Manor; she would hand Carol over to the household staff and leave immediately. As evening fell, Jamie stood on the second-floor terrace, making a phone call. His long fingers pinched a cigarette, and his handsome face was shrouded in the dim light of dusk, exuding a strong sense of masculinity.

"Sadly no one knows about me too much, so it's quite an honor you are aware of my presence. Now who might you be? You look... familiar." "Oh, I'm just a traveling investigative journalist." she said with a tired smile. "Then I just... found myself here." "There's good reason why you avoid this part of the town." said one of the ghosts, that of a portly old man. "Ever since Michael did what he did, this piece of land is no less than damned! Damned I say!" "Calm yourself, Jaimé." Lucas said with a sigh. "I apologize for my...companions here. As you can tell, none of us are too happy with the situation."

It seemed that everyone else had disappeared a while ago and they were probably at the pack house now, enjoying the buffet which had been spread out of everyone to enjoy at the end of the service; there were even some pictures of Lex throughout his life around the place. "I understand that Blake isn't willing to let you go and that he is going to be going to Darkness with you, but you need to understand that he's my brother and the only family I have left now. You took Lex and now you're taking Blake from me too," Jamie spoke and I was shocked by what she had to say, I knew Jackson had told me she was saying this, but hearing it was different to be told that she had said it. "Jamie," Blake t

"Check the traffic between Iron Creek and her contacts. Fast." The manor came into view through the trees, lights warm in the windows. The perimeter was intact because I could feel it in the way the house sat settled into its own security, wolves at their positions, the wards humming faintly at the edge of my awareness. Jamie met us in the entrance hall. She looked at Ava the way only years of friendship could teach someone to look…past the surface, past the composure, straight to the exhausted truth underneath. She didn't say anything for a long moment. Then she "You're still wearing the ruined training clothes."