Jard Evade Novels & Stories

Everyone was shocked and a little bit sweaty by Jared's quick reactions, they couldn't follow is movements. “I don’t want to hurt your kind anymore than this. Please leave us alone.” Jared said, standing while Peirce and Sniffia were unconscious on his shoulders, he looked at Vanilla’s body on the floor then he narrowed his eyes, “How come?!” he thought, “her wounds. Is there any healer among the Expats? No.” he turned his left eye to Peirce unconscious body on his left shoulder while his other eye was closed and bloody with a cut from Aghogho's.

"She's fallen for the king of the gray area. He has an incredibly fierce wife. They call Jared 'gray' because his wife is ruthless and evil, like a black rose." I suddenly felt a shiver down my spine, looking at Ivanna. She seemed even more vulnerable now. "You've got some nerve, daring to get involved with him," Lauren said. I asked calmly, "You don't need to be anxious, Ivanna. How did you come to know this person?" Lauren answered my question before Ivanna could. "He's the owner of the Emgrand Nightclub. He also owns the famous Emgrand Hotel, Emgrand Country Club, and Emgrand Racecourse. Anything with the name Emgrand belongs to Jared."

I asked them Aiden came to show off his beauty and am an escort. Evan said and I laughed I will get to see you guys in school next tomorrow, I have to go now. I said moving away from them not wanting to answer more questions from them My dad doesn't have to know about this. I said to the guards and they nodded AIDEN POV Jaden seems weird haven't you noticed it? I asked Evan No, he isn't weird, you won't blame him he has no friends except us. Evan said

[Evander] "Get me my coat!" I leap from the bed. "I need to get back to the surface." "Brother," Burdock tries to get me to sit, but I hear him coming and grab his wrist, twisting. "That wasn't a request." [Gideon] “Is there no way we can get around this traffic?” Jasper whines, looking around at the carnage left in Slone's wake. “This sucks. I don’t want to stay here all afternoon. How are we going to help anyone from here?”

But the young Targar raised his head proudly, cast his wild-cat glance on the assembly, and pulling open suddenly the clothes on his bosom, said, “Here are the eagles tattooed in blue. I am the son of Turhan Bey! I helped you defeat the Irtins, and this is how you repay me! I'm leaving!” he turned towards the door. Eva freed herself from the crowd, stopped near him. She was silent. “Ardun,” she said somehow. He turned and looked at her: “You will be mine, even if he likes it or not.” “I hope,” she whispered. He left the room.

Jharad’s voice temporarily seized the life in me, it took all the strength in my body to overcome the rush of cold fear that came with his presence. Jharad? The leader of a Hidden village of fugitives, talking to a Warrior who’s job in the kingdom was to put fugitives to the law. “I told you I’ll be here.” “I did not expect you to be so careless!” “Ahh, spare me the cautious words. You and I know your entire fleet would not be able to detain me now even if they wanted to!” Jharad spoke slowly, puffs of smoke leaving his mouth with every exhale. “You and your dammed magic!” The Warrior spat. “But enough of the pleasantries. Is it ready?”