Novel & Cerita Jamie Tartt Fanfiction

Zara's POV "I guess you ran out of things to say," Jamie taunts with a grin. He had finished setting up the candle circle around me and was admiring his work. He seemed pleased. "It's really a pity," he went on. "I actually enjoy talking to you. If it were under better circumstances, I might even like you. We have the potential to develop a close friendship." "Not a chance," I sneered, rolling my eyes. "I could never be friends with someone who turned his back and betrayed the Moon Goddess...."

Now he stood facing our possessed mate, his hands raised in a placating gesture, his entire body trembling. "Tate, I know you're in there," Jamie was saying. "You're my best friend. You're the person who listened to me cry about my breakup for three hours straight. You're the one who always knows when I need to talk. And I know you wouldn't hurt me." "Move," Tate said, but her voice was wrong. Layered with something dark and ancient. "No." Jamie's voice shook, but he held his ground. "I'm not letting you do this. I drove three hours to help you, and I'm not backing down now."

Chapter 16 Aurora's pov It opens automatically— like my thumb has its own heartbeat. You forgot your cap. I have it. —JG My bladder nearly fails me. I reread it. And again. And again. And then—like the certified idiot I am—I delete it. Not because I want to forget. But because I know I can’t. Because Jaxon Grayson is the last boy on earth whose name should ever show up on my lockscreen.

He asked. The man wore a disgruntled look before flashing a smile at me. "It's lovely to meet you again Jasmine Blackwood. That has a nice ring to it. Although I think you are making a huge mistake by getting married to this buffoon, I guess love is blind." He joked. "Pardon my manners, my name is Jamie. I am an attractive man, looking to connect with beautiful women like you. I would be enthralled if you could connect me to... Damn it." He chuckled as soon as he felt a smack on his arm. "You should not be propositioning my wife indirectly." Mr Blackwood spoke, eliciting a smile from me. "Babe, do you mind me discussing with my friend for a minute?" He inquired.

He called the waiter and made an order. “Sorry I didn't know I was coming here for a date instead.” He clicked his tongue and adjusted his composure. “As much as I hate to have my alone time taken away from me, I will have to admit at this matter is far more important than some me time,” I have finally found someone to share my hatred with apart from Lydia. “Go on, I am all ears.” I showed more interest. “We have something in common, our hatred for the love birds as you call them, I have a plan that can ruin Derrick.” A crooked smile played on his lips.

John spoke, speaking my thoughts which caused me to glare at him. "Ah, I see," Shane sat up straight and smirked. "A girl has finally got Zac Miller wrapped around her finger." "Don't make me sound like a bitch," I muttered irritably. "She does not have me wrapped around her finger, shut the fuck up." Shane couldn't stop laughing while John grinned, shaking his head in amusement. "Tell me I'm wrong, then. Go smoke if you don't care what Jasmine thinks." Should I just do it? Why did I care what Jasmine thought?

Well, I should tell him about my going to Lucas's place now before he finds out on his own. "Andre, I'm going to Lucas's" He stops eating and glare at me. "Calm down, Tarzan!" "I'm not Tarzan!" He snaps. I rolled my eyes. "But you are behaving like Tarzan!" "I'm not Tarzan!" "Sure.. whatever you say!" I paused. "I'm not going over to have fun.. I wanna tell him I'm not into him" He frowns. "Not into him?" Is that confusion I sense in his tone? Don't tell me he doesn't know what I mean?

"And please don't be angry at me! I haven't done anything!" "I'm not angry at you!" Saint threw down his suit over the couch and was panting from anger and frustration. "But I'm not bulletproof, Harper..." "And I can't read minds, so please tell me why you're so upset!" "Tanja..." Saint's eyebrows furrowed in misery. His voice was still angry and frustrated, though. "Tanja said Liam is your second mate, and I already know how this story will end. You will fall in love with your enemy—it's how it always goes."

"Oh, he's a real charmer, that one. I'm sure he just helped me out of pure goodwill and not to exploit the situation somehow." Dr. Ruiz winked playfully. "Well, maybe he just couldn't resist the chance to be your knight in shining armor." Nysaa nearly choked on her food at the absurdity of the idea. "If he's my knight in shining armor, then the apocalypse must be near." Their banter continued, each remark funnier and more sarcastic than the last. It was a peculiar bonding moment amidst the tension of Nysaa's hangover and job loss. Nysaa's voice dripped with sarcasm as she pushed the plate away, her hangover now slightly forgotten in the heat of their argument.

Marcus says, his voice flat, though his eyes are screaming. He’s my buddy, and I know damn well he's dying to know how I met Jami and what game I am playing again. I ignore him and turn my attention straight back to Jami sitting next to me. She looks relieved to see me back, but she's still a little tense. I decide it's time to completely make her forget about the blonde girl. I slide closer, my thigh heavy against hers, and reach out to play with a strand of her soft hair. “Miss me?” I murmur, my voice a flirty, low whisper right against her ear.