Jasinda Wilder Books Novels & Stories

“What did you do before driving? You have that look like you have been through some real stuff.” Wilder turned onto the main road, one hand loose on the wheel. “Military for twelve years. Got out and tried normal jobs but they bored me. Now I drive. Meet interesting people like you. Tell me, Juniper, what does a smart college girl study?” “Literature and creative writing,” I replied, feeling bolder from the drink and his attention. “I love stories about passion and risk. The kind where people do things they probably should not. What about you? Any favorite books or you more of a podcast guy during long drives?”

Lila paced the bedroom that had been assigned to her just down the hall from Jasper’s suite. She’d inwardly questioned why she wasn’t simply given one of the smaller rooms within his suite but said nothing. She’d had a secret crush on the handsome scientist ever since she joined him as an intern five years earlier. She’d hoped that, after her internship ended and she was placed on the payroll as his assistant that things between them might advance. Sadly, he seemed to have no interest in her other than for the contributions to his research that she was able to provide.

My name is Emily, and I’ve always been the good girl. Straight A’s, captain of the debate team, the one who volunteers at the animal shelter on weekends. At 22, I’m in my final year of college, majoring in literature, dreaming of becoming a writer someday. But beneath that polished exterior, there’s a secret side of me—a side that craves the forbidden, the filthy, the kind of pleasure that makes your toes curl and your mind shatter. And it all revolves around him: Professor Adrian Black.

Wild Addiction volume 2. I never knew true addiction until I met her. I never truly understood what it is to crave, mind, body, and soul—until nothing mattered but fulfilling that craving. Until the only thing that mattered was easing the hollow space inside me. It was there whenever we’re apart. Like a dark hole, it lingered, intensifying until my mind was full of dark spots. Until my mind was full of easy curves, bare before me. Until my desires reflected her, bending at the waist, her pert, little arse in the air, colored red by my palm, the outline of my fingers visible against her pale skin.

Someone who seemed like she’d blush at the slightest thing. But this woman? She looked bold. She looked sexy as hell. Dangerous even. The kind of woman who could steal a man’s heart with nothing but a slow sway of her hips. “No,” I said, shaking my head. “They can’t be the same person.” “I’m not saying they are,” Wilder replied calmly. “I’m saying this might be a lead.” He leaned forward slightly. “And just so you know—every night Jade Firefly appears, Akayda disappears. And when Jade disappears… Akayda appears. You do the maths.”

Their expression was calm but tinged with urgency. “You’ve come far,” the stranger said, their voice layered with echoes that reverberated through the very fabric of the room. “But your journey is far from over.” “I’m tired of riddles,” Jessica shot back, her voice rising slightly. “Tell me what I need to do.” The stranger tilted their head slightly, as though considering the question. “Do? There’s nothing left to do. Only to decide.” Before she could respond, the books began to fall from the shelves, each landing open at her feet. Pages flipped rapidly, revealing fragments of lives lived and lost, choices made and undone. Some showed moments of triumph; others depicted failures so profound

I pulled out the latest BookTok darling from my backpack—the one with the cover everyone was blushing over—and flipped to where I’d left off. The girl in the book was officially snowed in at a remote cabin with her hot, brooding not-uncle and his even hotter sons. It was chaotic, messy, probably deeply inappropriate—and I was all in. I’d just hit the chapter with the spicy scene. You know the one. A fireplace. A blizzard. Tension so thick it needed a crowbar. I took a long sip of my lavender drink and sank deeper into the fantasy. This? This was exactly what I needed.

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.

Earnestine said hurrying to the counter, she dropped her money and left the icebox. Janeka had her fingers running on the tall bookshelf. She was standing on a ladder that was leaning on the shelf because she wasn't tall enough to reach the top. She was looking for books that talked about the unbinding and the infernal region. She wanted to start studying about the darkness since it was what they would fight against if Edmond Michael returns. Her phone beeped, and she directed her gaze at her pocket as she pulled it out. “Hello.” “How are you feeling?” Justin asked.