Jamila Stevens Novels & Stories

“I know no one wants to talk to you but I’m not the one who’s going to be your last resort. Better find someone else who is interested in entertaining your nonsense.” “I know you don’t like Cilla,” I told her. “And so? She is the Luna. The moon goddess chose her to lead this pack. I respect that.” I rolled my eyes. “Werewolves have to respect her because she is the chosen one. Because they are loyal to the pack, they have to be loyal to her. You’re not a werewolf, you can’t be loyal to her by default.” Jamilla chuckled. “I know what you’re doing. You’re trying to make me resent her so that I can join you in whatever you’re planning, but it won’t happen. I don’t like drama.””

“Remember, this is just a game. Get close to her. Make her trust you. Break her walls. Once she falls, so will Khalid’s pride. That’s when we strike. He won’t even see it coming.” Aaron smirked. “It’s easy, Mother. Very easy.” Priya’s eyes glimmered with satisfaction as she looked out into the space, the sound of her faint laughter mingling with the wind. “I can't let my son fall for that woman, it'll spoil my game. I need to finish this before that happens.” She said in her mind. --- The next morning, Jemima stood in front of her mirror, fully dressed in her favorite pair of baggy jeans and a crisp white long-sleeve shirt. Her hair flowed down her back in soft waves, gleaming like a waterfa

Each one of them bowed their heads. “I present to you, the next Alpha of the Stella pack,” My Dad began, raising my hand, “Alpha Cato Loren!” The crowd burst into applause as I gazed out at them, my shoulders back and my chin high. “His Luna, Jessica Michaels. And his Beta, Elias Smith.” The crowd only grew wilder, their howls and whistles echoing through the forest. My parents and Blair stepped off the podium, leaving the three of us. Me in the middle, Elias and Jess on either side.

She stated and thought I have already made the decision, I had to ask her a question. "Why do you want to help me?" I asked her and she sighed rolling my eyes. "Number one, because I'm a profeminist. Two, I'm actually helping myself. So, are you in or not?" "Of course." I nodded. "Bethany, who else is working with Makaila's father apart from you?" I asked and she looked at me for a moment, probably deliberating whether to tell me or not. "Jackson and Tyler." She deadpan and I cussed.

Dream knew that it would take a while for the people to accept Tequila again, she just hoped that when the time eventually came, they would accept her. "Princess Jamila does look very pretty today," Aliyah said and Dream's eyes landed on her. It was no question that she was a very beautiful woman, she had a wonderful fashion sense and she was all round beautiful and she seemed to shine, but the fact that the woman was a manipulative bitch covered all of her good attributes. Dream had not seen her in action yet, but she had a feeling that what happened to Amir was a very good example of what she could do. She made Amir and Uthman to fall out and turned herself to the victim at the end.

But before her hand could land, it was held in a firm grip. "So all this was your plan, right? To expose me in front of all the guests and turn me into a disgrace, right?" Lily asked. "I already told you that this child is not yours, why did you have to do this to me?" Lily said as she cried. Melissa and Marcela, who ascended the stairs, were shocked stiff. A maid woke them up and told them that Lily was having stomach cramps and was in so much pain that she was crying. They had immediately rushed downstairs without even changing their pajamas, they did not expect to come across something like that!

responded the lady. "hello. I'm Angela smith. nice to meet you?" started I. "oh God. daddy." responded she. "just let her in honey. you don't want Beth to find her standing at the door." "sure... sorry miss smith. my name is um... Jennifer miller. please come in."

Zayn asked, "I walked. It’s good exercise." "That’s quite the walk. Well, you must be starving then. Let’s eat. Zayn made dinner with Jamilah, and he’s an excellent cook." Gamma Talia said. Jamilah smiled at me. She looked like she was fourteen. Goddess, if Ren was here, I’m sure he’d be all over her. She was just his type. Shy, with large eyes and long black hair. "Do you cook?" Jamilah asked in a soft voice.

A small amount of anger slipped into Stephon's voice, "I wouldn't know." Matt ignored the tone, but gave Stephon a drink of coffee and then waited while he showered. Stephon grumbled more when he discovered they'd be walking, but Matt ignored him. Halfway to the diner, Stephon spoke, "So tell me what you like about this one so much." "This one's name... is Jewel, and she's different." "How?" "I'm not sure. She has no idea who I am, she works hard, and she took a few of my kinks quite well. It was hard to leave her yesterday."

I’m not doing that. “Speak of the devil” Mila says as she giggles. “He is coming our way” we both turn to see who she is talking about. It’s steven and he is coming our way. when I look over at Lisa, her eyes were sparkling with excitement. I could get her excitement the man was damn gorgeous. Before we had time to blink, Steven was Infront of us. “Hey again ladies” Steven says as he runs a hand through his hair. He looked a little nervous and I couldn’t blame him, Lisa was breath taking with a perfect shade of blond hair and a perfectly curvy body.