Jamie Christie Novels & Stories

It was like we had stumbled upon some long-forgotten, abandoned castle - and who knew what secrets it held? As we approached, a large group of people, including both men and women, stood around the stairs leading up to what appeared to be a stone stage. Dane emerged and ascended the steps, followed by two men who escorted Catrina out. She had clearly been badly beaten, with bruises and blood staining her face. I stepped forward, but Kendra caught my arm and whispered, “Don’t,” keeping her eyes on the events ahead. How could she remain so composed while I was a bundle of nerves? My stomach was churning, and I felt like throwing up.

yes" I answered getting tired from their stares. I was beginning to feel like I was been interviewed on a live show, I was not prepared for. "She is the stepsister to Damian Anderson, our student union president, an only child to his multi-billionaire Dad." The first girl said all this while looking into her phone. "You are so lucky, you can get to see Damian often, he is such a dream, eyes so mesmerizing, tall, and the most beautiful of them all," said Tricia in a dream-like manner. When She snapped out of her daydream and noticed we were all staring at her, she turned all pink as she tries to look away feeling embarrassed.

My heart is going out to them and their children and the pack for the pain they have gone through these past 10 years, and I vow to help find those responsible for the deaths of Luther and Vivian. Nic is resting next to me, just as queued up as I am. We had a remembrance ceremony for our friends in our lodge before we left the mountain yesterday and I am certain that they heard us. We have another hour before we reach the airport, and I need to make sure we have everything together once we arrive. As I try to get up to go back to our cabin, Nic’s phone buzzes. He answers, putting the call on speaker. “Nic, my friend, I hope your travels find you well.” Jarvis’s thick British accent comes thr

“Then say it.” He looked at me for a long moment, as if measuring how much truth I could handle. “Giovanni isn’t just playing to win. He’s playing to destroy. You, Damon, the pack, everyone who carries your mother’s name in their blood or their heart. He’ll burn the world to see you suffer. And he's going to do it in cold blood. He's not going to care.”

Chloe suddenly flared up, acting like a concerned little sister. "Of course I trust you! How could I ever lie to you? You're the only family I have here. And of course, I have a man in my life. My anchorwoman salary is high but it can't afford me such luxurious things all the time. How else would you explain the fact that I have as much luxury as you?" Jamie explained, quickly comparing herself to Chloe. "Don't get me wrong. I'm not trying to compare myself with you." Jamie tried to retract her words.

I hear her say to herself as she is motivating herself not realizing the call is still going. I quickly wake my brother up and point to my phone I think he gets it and I put the call on speaker as I hear her taking deep breaths trying to calm herself down. I show my brother the number he track it while looking into whose it is. It comes back to a nineteen year old Jaymes Tevin Jones. It also shows her location out of the city in the forests. "You say Mark brother's friend?" I ask I hear a small gasp I'm sure she is shocked I'm still on the call. I signal my brother to get ready. He knows to also wake up at least a few more of my guys as I go to my room and get dressed.

He turned his gaze on me again and I smirked appreciatively. He was tall and caramel-skinned, with light eyes that caught the sunlight in a way that felt almost unfair. His smile was easy, and confident without being smug, and he was dressed nicely.Very nicely. And he smelled good too, almost as good as Clay… Anyta, stop! “I’m Jamie,” he introduced, holding out his hand. “Jamie Lawson.” I blinked, then shook it. “Anyta.” “Laura,” Laura added brightly, shaking his hand with far too much enthusiasm.

“Yeah. We are.” Down in the lobby, lights flashed. A mic thrust forward. “Jamie Reyes—can you confirm the relationship with Julian Black?” Jamie straightened. Looked straight into the camera. “Yes. Julian Black and I are in a relationship. It started before I joined Black + Lane. It’s consensual. It’s private. And it’s none of anyone’s business how talented I am at my job.” A murmur rippled through the crowd. “But since you asked,” Jamie continued, voice steady now, “I earned my place here. Awards. Portfolio. Recommendations. Not because of who I’m sleeping with. Because I’m good. Damn good.”

"First of all, i would like to thank my fans out there for always being with me and constantly supporting me throughout my acting career. Muah.....i love you so much.... Starlings!!. Then, I'll like to appreciate my manager and my fellow colleagues for being there and always advising me." She smiled, basking in the light. " And last but not the least, I'd like to specially thank the love of my life for always being a strong pillar that i can lean on,for always having my back through thick and thin. And also, for doing everything within his powers to make sure that my career reached even greater heights." " Everyone, please welcome my fiance - Jason Smith." I furrowed my brows deeply......Fia

she asked a few minutes later, "You own the space, right?" “I think six or seven years,” I murmured passing my thumbs over her tailbone “As a shareholder of the resort I decided to invest my time in the spa which is what I knew and not in finances, the resort wouldn’t exist already.” "Not bad for a hippie," she muttered leaving me petrified. “What did you just call me?” I questioned remembering who had called me that. "Hippie," she repeated looking at me mockingly over her shoulder. Jasmine, Christopher's sister.