Janine Carroll Novels & Stories

Leaving me alone. Seeing his back disappear in the dark. I sighed, stretching my aching arms and stiff shoulders. It's been such a long day but I don't let my emotions show up on my face, relieving my vulnerability to the world. I once made the mistake of doing that with Jayce and I'm still regretting it now. Anyways, time to check on Marlene. I made my way inside Brandon's house and then inside Marline's room only to find her curled up in her bed with a dinosaur Jane gifted her on one of her birthdays.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

She was about to strip herself not of her body, but of her dignity. After she opened her eyes again, she said slowly to the camera: “Hello, everyone. This is Vivian Campbell, assistant in the public relations department. I am holding this video conference today to apologize to Mrs. Carson.” Upon hearing her words, everyone was shocked. Vivian was apologizing to Mrs. Carson. What was going on?

Chapter 41 The next day….. Dressed in a sharp black blazer complemented by a crisp white shirt, Cara Knights stride with confidence, her polished black shoes echoing on the pristine cream-colored tiles. As a junior officer in the NIA, she had already spent six years dedicated to her career. Despite her relatively limited experience, Ms. Knights had been assigned to eleven of the most challenging locations, enduring transfers occurring every six months. Her unwavering commitment to honesty and sincerity made her a role model among her peers.

Caroline muttered to herself. Patricia and Aurora were at the other side of the room, discussing with the Designer which gown Patricia should wear on her big day when they heard Caroline grumbling. “I will go help her” Patricia was about to get up but Aurora stopped her. “It’s your big day and you shouldn’t be stressing out. Let me help that old lady” Aurora got up. “I really wonder how Jane Doe does it all for Grandma” Patricia nodded acknowledging the same. Jane Doe was the only woman who had assisted Caroline in all her tasks without complaints. As Aurora made her way to Caroline, Patricia couldn’t help recall how Aurora was doing her level best to look after her.

The realisation hit Jessica harder than expected. Because she remembered that feeling. Remembered it perfectly. One application remained on her desk long after the others had been sorted. A young woman named Ana. Twenty years old. No connections. No formal training. Working nights in a supermarket. Painting in her tiny apartment whenever she could. The application included a short note. Only three lines. Yet Jessica read it repeatedly. I know I'm not the best. I just need somebody to believe I can become better. The words stayed with her all day.

Cliff or this man, whatever his name was. He still hadn’t told me. After a few moments, the door opened, and a woman with large hips and a round, cheerful face stepped into the room with a gown grasped in one hand and a tin of salve in the other. The woman, who introduced herself as Janine, instructed me to remove my gown again, and like the obedient pet I’d officially become, I did as I was told. ***

Janina stopped the car in an uncertain area where there were not many cars passing by. Josie was afraid to get out of the car, so she gave the woman the address. Right now, she was doubtful that Janina and Janine were the same person. Unlike Janine, Janina does not seem to be afraid of anything. Janina held herself from feeling sad when she saw their old home. She suddenly missed her mother, who had passed away a long time ago. "Can I go down now?" Josie asked the woman annoyingly. Janina first unlocked the seatbelt and the door lock. And she went out of the car first.

She knows that when Colfre says it will hurt he means it. Colfre gently patted the cloth that he soaked with antiseptics on Morrigan’s hand, Morrigan winced and tried to pry her hands from Colfre’s hold but Colfre held her wrist in place. “Don’t move,” his baritone voice ordered. Yet Morrigan is quite stubborn, especially the sharp pain the antiseptics brought to her lingers and tingles up until every nerve ending she has. She tried to hold still but it’s too painful for her to handle. She bit her lips and muffled her whimpers. “If you know that it hurts so much why dare hold a broken shard of glass?” Colfre inquired as he continued to clean her wounds. This time gently dabbing the sides of

a witch protested. "Legends do say that, but what we're seeing is something different. I think that we should give her a chance, we should test her and see the extents of her powers; maybe she could be useful to us," she spoke, "I, Elizabeth Brennan, announce that Rayne Carson shall not be executed," she finally announced. I swear, my heart almost jumped in joy when she said that. Rayne was not going to die. Rayne deserved to live; she deserved to be given a chance.