Jane Green Books Novels & Stories

I Left My Heart On Sirius Eva Green Published by: Eva Green I Left My Heart On Sirius Copyright © 2021 by Eva Green All rights reserved. Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored or transmitted without the prior written consent of the copyright owner and publisher of this book. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters and incidents are the product of the author's imagination. *

Jane looked at her desk with a mixture of terror and desire to crawl into a hole. Her workspace resembled a luxury boutique. On Monday, it was an overwhelming arrangement of rare white peonies and dark crimson roses. On Tuesday, a private courier delivered artisanal gelato and handmade Swiss chocolates in an understated gold box. By Thursday, it was a rare, leather-bound first edition of a classic Victorian romance novel with a handwritten note tucked inside that read: Page 142 reminds me of your purr. Jane had frantically hidden the note under her keyboard before anyone could read it, her face burning like a furnace.

They’re not well-loved and often-visited books, but books with golden letters on the spines of matching green leather covers meant to decorate rather than entertain or educate. I’m not in a hurry. I take my time to cross the floor. At the desk, I drape my jacket over the back of the swivel chair and take my phone from my pocket. I use the screen light to look over the contents on the desktop, which include a laptop and stacks of papers.

Red, the final book in the color series. Following the events of Book 1, Green had completely changed into a different person. She was no longer a vampire but a being who had the blood of Werewolves, Vampires, Witches and Dragons. The powers she had obtained coupled with the loss of her mate and the anxieties of being a mother to destined twins was enough to make her twisted. On one hand, she dearly craved revenge for her mate and on the other, she wanted to be a good mother.

She wasn't sure how much time she'd have to leisurely read but would take her chance when it came. The second floor to the library was full of rows upon rows of books and a few glass study rooms that weren't occupied. She walked down the rows one by one, her fingertips skimming the paranormal books that she'd grown accustomed to over the years. She snagged one from the third shelf up and flipped through the pages, wondering how an author came up with such a vivid story that had no real hold. She didn't believe in ghosts, goblins, or monsters. Even the sexy vampires and werewolves the girls fawned over in their spare time. Though they sounded magical, in real life, it seemed so ludicrous to t

The lady said typing away at the computer. Jade walked to the back wall, scanning the books, she found a book called ‘The Forgotten Sorrows.’ She planted herself on the floor and started to read into it. It didn’t detail too much into the whole history before the witch burnings, but when it started in on the witch burnings, it turned brutal.

Violet Determined, I made my way over to Jane and placed down my tray, sliding into the chair on the opposite side of her. I greeted her with a polite smile which she returned. Her gaze was soft, and her green eyes warm and kind. Her brown hair was tied back in a sleek bun, showing off her beauty even more. Just by looking at her face, I could only imagine how popular she must’ve been back in her days. “No classes today?” “No, not today,” I shook my head shyly. “Do you teach here too?”

she added. I took the book up, trying to check the contents. Both of the books looked so pretty and beautiful. The designs around the book were very attractive. The first book read ‘how to become a first time mom by Hillian gray’ while the second book read ‘what to expect when you're expecting by Felit Rochelle’. These were beautiful books, and I was sure the contents inside would be beautiful too. “Thank you Dr. Smith” I said, as I dropped the book back on my lap, giving her a graceful smile.

“Julia... she signed off on the divorce. Like she’s part of this now. Officially.” My gaze shot to Dr. Green, wild and disbelieving. “She’s not just the woman he cheated with—she’s helping him end our marriage.” The weight of that truth settled over me like a storm cloud ready to burst. Dr. Green stepped forward, her expression turning protective. "Jane, I want you to listen to me very carefully," she continued, her voice low and forceful. "This is no longer simply betrayal. There’s something deeper going on. Something that needs to be uncovered.”

Amara’s POV Later, wrapped in a light sweater, Amara wandered outside. She stayed close to the house at first, but the fresh air called to her. The gardens were beautiful — not manicured to death like the university lawns — but wild and rich, full of deep green and sweet flowers. Under a broad oak tree, she sat down, curling her legs beneath her. In her lap lay a small worn book — Anne of Green Gables — pressed into her hands by Mrs. Holloway with a wink earlier. “You’ll like this one, darlin’. Girl finds her home when she least expects it.”