Jayne Cobb Novels & Stories

Sexually. I reach the small cabin which is built of glass outside the CEO's massive cabin. I see two telephones, a printer, and a fax machine on the table. I decorate my new table with the Hotwheels car, a dog's photo frame, ashtray, and the playboy swimsuit calendar. Yay! I see a file lying on the desk with the title, "Non-Disclosure Agreement." Which instantly clicks in my head, Christian Grey! Is Ryan into BDSM, wait that's why he chose me as his secretary? Does he know who I am?

she snapped. Honey laughed at her, “Sis, I just want to remind you in case you’ve forgotten. Kobe’s never met Jada 2.0, he might get the biggest shock of his life.” “O-M-G! I also forgot that Kobe hasn’t met the new Jada yet!” Bambi seconded. “He’s yet to meet the braver and fiercer Jadanela Cuevas! The pee-pee terrorist!” “What the fuck?!” Kobe exclaimed. “Calm down baby, let your nerves rest for a bit. I’m sure if you find out what Jada’s been doing since she became single, your blood will shoot up!” Honey commented.

I knew it didn’t pay much, but that would do the bills. I burrowed Keene’s car to drive to the town for my lunch. I remembered she was working today. I passed by her shop, and she was busy talking to the customers. I just drove back home disappointed. Neither was I in a mood to paint. I uploaded the pictures from the memory card to my laptop. I scanned the pictures of her that I captured secretly. It was taken from the deck before we went to town. I memorized every angle of her face. She could wear any contacts or colorful wigs, but I would bet anything, she was definitely the camgirl, Sindy Kate.

"Lainee is back at the pack. I needed her there to watch over them all." "Blaine wanted to come but she has to fill in for me," Allen added. Disappointment washed over me and I instantly felt stupid for thinking they would've came. Lainee's the Luna so she has to stay behind and Blaine is the Beta sister. I should've known.

Their shared attention then turned to him, silently conveying their agreement for him to depart and fulfill his duties. "Ruby?" Jay called out, and a woman whom he had likely encountered only twice since his imprisonment stepped into the moonlight. Ruby Sanders, a former female army member bound to a cambion with dominant demon blood, stood by Jay's side. The circumstances of her abduction remained a mystery, yet neither of them questioned it, united by their shared mission to stop Kathleen at any cost.

Pleasant rhythm echoed throughout the room, giving off a delightful experience. Harvey clapped his hand, smiling sarcastically. “What a sweet melody.” “I’m already right at your doorstep, yet you’re still in the mood to play your harp?” “Should I say that you have a big heart, or that you’re impressive?” The woman raised her head slightly. Just that simple movement alone was incredibly alluring. Anyone would instantly fall for her at first sight. Her dress accentuated her gorgeous figure, further ramping up her beauty. She was Katy Cobb, a woman on par with the don of Briewood Gang in Hong Kong and Las Vegas’s underworld.

“Who’s Maya?” Lucien glances at me, and an imperceptible smile touches his lips briefly. “Jenna. Jenna Carr. Her real name is Maya Serrano. She’s a former CIA agent who has been working for the company.”

Both of them bowed and slotted the incense before walking toward Stella. "Our condolences, Mrs. Kane." Stella lightly nodded her head. "Thank you." Jaylene looked up at the woman before her. She was so refined that she seemed like she had walked out of a painting. The languish expression could not falter the beauty of her features. Jaylene was studying fashion design. She had seen her fair share of supermodels and celebrities, but this was the first time she had seen anyone as stunning as Stella at first sight. She walked to the side and scanned the scene. Just as she wondered why there was no member of the Kane family present, she heard a commotion outside.

The contrast of her—soft, warm, and expressive—against the darkness of the underground fighting world made her look like something otherworldly. And for some goddamn reason, Kane liked hearing her talk. Which was new. He pulled off his hoodie, leaving him in his fitted white t-shirt. He heard her inhale sharply, her green eyes flickering to his exposed arms, where ink covered his skin. The dim lighting in the car made her red hair shine. He smirked as he started the car. "So, uhmm..." she cleared her throat, shifting in her seat. "How old are you?" Kane kept his eyes on the road. "Twenty-nine. You?"

She sighed. “Forget what?” Her gaze met mine, “Long story, how about a drink and we can talk?” She offers and I nod my head. We walked through the Lobby and into the bar where we sat at the small table by the window. This might not be the weather I wanted today but I'd have to admit I love the sound of rain hitting the glass. “Two daiquiris please,” The girl tells the waiter. “I'm Sabrina by the way,” “Whitney,”