Jeanine Matthews Divergent Novels & Stories

I'm going to save Javen! Ginger Geller was crying so hard that she was going to save Javen regardless, but Juwan yelled, 'Do you have any brains or not? Javen, it's hard to know if he jumped after a serious injury. Now the tide is about to rise. Can he be saved? ' Ginger Geller shoved him away: 'Leave it alone! I'm going to save Javen! ' 'Javen already doesn't like you, can you wake up! What's so good about him? Don't you know it's me who really likes you! '

“I need you.” Her vision blurred, and she stumbled as a swirl of images rushed into her mind. The heart of the treasure. A picture of Dominick, pale and dead in the pack’s recovery rooms, his body cold to the touch. She saw herself, holding him, desperate but helpless, unable to keep him alive. “You can’t save him,” the voice said, sounding almost kind. “No one can.” “No,” Lisa gasped, her hands tightening. “I will save him. I won’t let him go.”

I couldn’t wait for Matt to return and finish what he started. I looked around the room. The peeling paint. The flickering bulb. The rusted ventilation grate high on the wall. The small gap under the door where a sliver of light bled through. I forced myself to stand up. My legs were shaky, and my head swam with dizziness, but I locked my knees. I was Eliana Rivera. I was Alexander Grayson’s fiancée. And I was not going to die in this room. If Matt Arnett wanted a war, he was going to get one.

“Because this isn’t you, Matthew. If you truly cherished her, you wouldn’t need to harm her like this. You're doing this out of show disdain towards me. Out of jealousy.” Matthew’s expression moved, a frown creasing his chin. She seized the minute, her voice firm in spite of the fear. “Matthew, listen to him. You don’t want to be this guy. If it's not too much trouble, don’t do this.” Damon, growing impatient, grabbed Haven by the collar. “Enough talking,” he snarled. “Let’s conclude this.” But Matthew raised a hand, halting Damon in his tracks. “No, wait,” he said gradually, as if he was considering something. His eyes flicked between Havenand Damon, vulnerability clouding his face. “Maybe…

I burst out. "How old are you, female?" "My name is Jane!" I growled. He crossed his arms. "Just Jane?" "I’m an orphan." He nodded, looking uncomfortable for the first time. Marius cleared his throat before saying: "My name is Marius Blaine." "I know," I blurted out without thinking. "Of course you do. The mad wolf who slaughtered his own pack in a fit of insanity," he said, his voice bitter—and I could see how much it seemed to trouble him.

It was a Mirror-Image of the Mother-Root, but it was made entirely of crystalline Sterling nanites. ​It was the Sovereign-Core. ​But sitting at the base of the crystal root was a figure. It wasn't a monster or a machine. It was a projection of a woman, sitting in a rocking chair made of light, knitting a shroud of silver threads. ​She looked up as the Diver approached. It was Mia Davis. Not the young warrior, and not the Sovereign-Echo from Mars. This was the Mia who had grown old in the dark—the Mia who had been "Archived" alive.

The thick liquid flowed down my chest, and I felt Helen's hand reach up and tear my already tattered shirt. A painful burning sensation spread throughout my body, but I couldn't struggle because my arms and legs were pinned tightly by Helen under her thighs. "Blood Moon's new Luna is none other than Aliyah. Although she doesn't have a famous family background, she is a great warrior. She is stronger than you and will be Alpha's powerful arm." Helen tilted her head and was pleased. "Soon, no one will remember you. At that time, I will kill you, but now, you can only live in torment. Bitch took everything from me, I won't let you have a peaceful day."

“No. You enjoyed absolute power over a weak, helpless person like me. “No one can match your cruelty. “I want to rest now. I’m very tired. Please leave.” I pressed the call button. Someone immediately showed them out. My parents looked worn out and kept glancing back at me. I closed the door without hesitation. After packing, I booked a flight to my university. My classmates brought news of Jane and Matthew. Jane had been kicked out of the Jameson family and was reduced to nothing. Having no other choice, she claimed she and Matthew had been intimate. She ran to the Quinn villa and demanded that he marry her. Matthew only wanted to marry the Jameson family’s heiress. He treated Jane, who had

Jaxon POV I am happy that Matt found his mate. As soon as I understood that the girl being dragged out of the outdoor basement, and getting ready to be raped was his mate, I wasted no time to help him destroy those guards. However, it will only be a matter of time before Darius or his beta come back with warriors after they feel the tether of their fallen guards snap. At best, we have an hour. I need to get these women out of the basement, in the vans and back on the road in the next thirty to forty-five minutes.

She's a good fighter, though. I nodded. "Where is she?" I asked. Dionessa looked around. "There," she pointed at the a woman who's alone in the corner. "She looks nice, though," I commented. Dionessa nodded. "She's nice. She's just…weird sometimes. But she's not as harmful as the other two but you should still be careful of her." I nodded. "Thank you for the heads up," I told her. She smiled. "We're all happy that Jeff finally found you," she said. "The other side is forming a committee with some of the elders, wanting Jeff out because he doesn't have his mate yet."