Jamie Bly Manor Novels & Stories

But the heart break wouldn't last for long until the deal between him and the Mafia,Dustin Anderson is striked. At nine that night,Jamie wasn't back yet.He was seated comfortably on the one arm sofa,twirling around in the living room,holding a a gift that was beautifully packaged. It was his way of saying sorry. However,the person was not in sight. Mrs Bryan was on her way to the kitchen to get a glass of water when he stopped her. "Where is Jamie,mother?" "Don't ask me anything." she snapped. "Don't anger me,mother" he stopped her again "Just give me a direct answer"

“Didn’t you say you’re living alone at the Manor?” “Yeah, well, not quite. Remember your first visit? The apparition upstairs?” “Oh, yeah, in the master bedroom.” “Well, that was Ann Marie, wife of Joseph Blotter, the man who built the Manor back in 1870.” “And how could you possibly know who I saw?”

Fucking prick, he said under his breath as Ryan grudgingly took the check out of his hand. “Are you okay Jamie, do you want me to take you home?” Alley said. I looked at her and shake my head. “I’ll be alright, I don’t want to leave my jeep here.” “I’ll drive you, one of my security will not mind driving your jeep home... Jamie.” He said my name like it was velvet flowing through the air, it kind of made my heart drop a little. But, wait, security, who is this guy? I finally look out over the bar at all the men I saw standing with him earlier. They all were dressed very professionally, it was like they all came from a funeral or something. Very strange.

“I should get back.” Adrian nodded. “Finish your shift.” “And then?” “I’ll wait.” Jamie hesitated. He thought of the café. The library. The empty apartment. The ache that never quite left. “Why?” he asked. Adrian’s gaze softened, just a fraction. Dangerous in its own way. “Because you shouldn’t walk home alone.” Jamie nodded before he could think better of it. From somewhere deep and unseen, La Corona Nera shifted its attention. And Jamie Reed, on his third job of the day, stood at the center of it; tired, stubborn, and unaware of how much the night had already decided to claim.

“Oh, I’m Sadie’s brother, Will.” Jamie was confused. Sadie did not have any brothers, did she? Maybe he was a stepbrother then? Mrs Benston was a much-married woman, after all… At that moment, she glimpsed the look on Mrs Benston’s face, white and tense. With a start, Jamie reflected uneasily that she had seen the woman watching her all evening. Making an effort, she gathered her wits and said, trying to wriggle away futilely, “I’d like to go back in, please.”

I shook my head like a good student but made no comment. We stopped at the iron door, and Jamie performed three sets of two quick knocks each. I made note of the pattern, just as we heard the lock click from the inside, before the door was pushed opened by a lanky man. Like Jamie, this man was pale, he was tall and skinny. His hair was cut short and dyed bright blue. His orbits appeared sunken into his skull, and the dark bags did not help improve his appearance. His face was bony, his cheekbones long and angled downwards towards his elongated square jaw. He was dressed in all black, and he barely nodded in our direction as we entered the building.

I got there and asked what happened, and mom told me that he has come. "He has come. He has taken her away" She wailed. I tried to calm her down. Pamela was numb, she wasn't talking or crying. "Who has come , mom? Who was taken? Where's Jamie?" I asked. "Jamie is gone. She's been taken away. I can't find her anymore, my child is gone" Then to my greatest surprise, a scene appeared before me--i saw a man beating Jamie. A man with a black native /ancient overall and a local crown on his head. His teeth were very long and deadly. He was hitting her mercilessly with a horse whip, he hid her under an underground empty well. Her eyes were swollen and her legs were charred, still he kept beating he

“That’s what I am talking about.” —----- “We will be going now,” Jamie declared before she entered the black SUV that was parked in the parking lot. The window beside the driver’s seat was open and I could see her brother watching us. He was definitely not gay. He was straight. And hot too. He was Jamie's male version and the two could pass as brothers. The man saluted me, and I answered him with a smile. One look and I could see that he was a womanizer. I could not blame him. He had the looks.

Five years of silence, and now the bond was acting like it had never broken. Jamie yanked free. "Don't touch me." "Jamie…" "It's Ms. Olive." Jamie mini yelled. A man wearing a biker leather jacket with tattoos all over his body appeared beside her. He looked at Jamie, then at Briton, and went completely still. "Any problem?" Kade Giordan asked. "No problem. I was just leaving." Jamie took the stranger's offered arm without hesitation. Briton watched her walk away with another man. And the thought of it made him and his wolf very angry.

Liam's clenched fists relaxed slightly, and he said, a little helplessly, "I'll drive you guys." It wasn't a short trip from the park to Lloyd Manor. Liam had to drive for half an hour before they reached the manor gates. Through the foggy car window, Jacklyn watched the familiar building loom in front of her. Coming back here after all these years, she had thought she'd feel a rush of complicated emotions. But now that she was actually standing there, she only found that she felt particularly calm—so calm that even she found it odd. "Is this… Lloyd Manor?" Romy asked, standing at the entrance, stunned by the building that looked like something out of a drama series.