Jane Hopper Novels & Stories

Mona Fields stood beside the woman explaining the ticket process, nodding attentively as she tried to keep up. Today was her first day working at the underground boxing venue, and she had been assigned the role of ticket reviewer. Even saying it out loud sounded ridiculous. A ticket reviewer? It wasn't exactly the job of her dreams, but she needed the extra cash. Her roommate, Flora, had pulled some strings with the manager—her boyfriend—and convinced him to hire Mona. Flora worked here as a sign holder, parading around the ring between rounds in barely-there outfits, flashing a bright smile to the roaring crowd.

The sun had already set by the time I finished work. Jaime always called this place a remote village. Every minute here felt like torture to her. I thought she would not be able to stand it and would leave. To my surprise, she waited outside my office door. When she saw me, she stood up at once and hurried to my side. “Joseph, you still haven’t told me what happened. Did your mother really die?” I stopped walking and looked at her. A cold laugh escaped me. “My mother died. Isn’t that what you wanted? Your mother’s so‑called killer finally paid the price. Are you satisfied now?”

Jane answered, "because someone with as horny an ass as you have should try it at least once." Jane is my wife of 5 years. She is so beautiful and sexy. I'll try to describe her and do her justice. Jane is 31 years old and is 5' 9" tall. Jane has long dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. She wears her long hair with bangs kinda like Betty Page. Jane is slim and yet curvy at the same time. She has a round muscular ass and spectacular tits. I say her tits are spectacular, not because they're big, but because they are nice sized and perfectly shaped. They have puffy pink nipples. Best of all, Jane is horny all the time, is up for anything sexually and is very adventurous!

Jane approached, took a seat opposite her, and said with a smile: "Piper, I apologize for keeping you waiting." The young lady removed her sunglasses, revealing a delicate and fair complexion. The mole beneath the corner of her eye conveyed an alluring impression. She was the celebrated American songstress Piper Smith. "It's not often that we meet, so I don't mind waiting." Piper giggled, seeing that Jane was convinced, and said, "I was just joking, I haven't been here for long." Jane nodded, "I'm sorry, you're so busy and I still made you come out."

Daisy Hunter is packing her bags to retire home. Stepping out the door was Wade Roberto,"Daisy Hunter, remember it's twenty billion dollars." He muttered and blew kisses in the air and left the office. Daisy Hunter stared askance at him as her thoughts raced. 'Why did Wade Roberto choose me out of all the ladies at the office?' 'Why would he be offering such a huge amount of money for a two year marriage contract?' This and many more thoughts raced through the mind of Daisy Hunter as if she had stepped into a convoluted maze with no clear path forward.

The company was working on an ad with a very popular actress, with Carol and Lisa supervised on their side, if it could be called supervising. She had to deal with the refreshments for the staff, report any problems, and help out in any way that she could. Yoo-Jin, with the English name, Jane Harper, was a half-Korean and half-British popular actress and model. She was well known for her astounding looks and great acting skills. And having her advertise the company's newest laptop model was a big hit.

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

This can't be. This can't be true... I'M IN THE BODY OF HILARY!

Jane whispered, hugging Lane. Jane thought of it, she knew that Christopher-- Lane's soon to be husband was someone who has so many rivals in their line of work and she would love to put him too behind bars because of what he was doing, the raid were supposed to happen today by different team of the department that their Chief assigned and she will be the look out-- supposed to be but right now everything is in bad position, she heard her phone ring, she excuse herself and Lane hug their mother and pick up the call, walk towards the corner of the garden before speaking.

Jane replied stubbornly, her eyes filled with a mix of defiance and vulnerability. I kneeled in front of her and reached out to hold her trembling hands. "Please, this is the least I can do for you right now," I pleaded softly, hoping she would let me in. Jane hesitated for a moment, her eyes searching mine for sincerity. Finally, she slowly nodded, allowing me to offer my support in her time of need.