Jenna's Book Pick Novels & Stories

Bex What the actual hell?! I know this worked before, I didn't imagine it, I still have the sores on my hand to prove it! Why didn’t it work again? What didn’t we do right? Is there only a certain way it can be done, or is it a certain time? I don't understand what went wrong. The book has to have some answers, I’m not going to stop until I find them. I’m at a full run heading to the library, and I know Marc is right behind me, I get to the library and run straight for the book. There are desks here with computers setup to help with research for everything under the sun. I have to figure this out. Jenni needs to get better. So how do I make this work again?

Nanna peered over my shoulder. I jumped, snapping the book shut. “Nothing.” “Why you readin’ it then?” “Dunno.” She leaned over the back of the sofa and snatched the book out of my hands. My eyes widened as she took in the book. “Huckleberry Finn? You’re hiding for this?” “Um, yeah.” I swallowed. Nanna opened the book. Her eyes flicked across a page before she closed it again and pulled off the dust jacket. “Maggie Hope. You sneaky devil.”

I huffed and step in. * * Writer's pov Dex's apartment...! Jenna nods in approval as she steps into Will's room.. she falls on the bed and sniffs it. "Fuck! This is heaven!" She exclaims. Will quickly picks some books and throws them in a carton.. he clears his throat and Jenna turns to him. "Jenna, thanks for spending time with me today.. but aren't you going home?" "Do I have to?" She raised an eyebrow. "Yes, I mean, Micah will be home soon!"

“Jenna didn’t believe what I was saying because she didn’t look like me. By that, I mean she doesn’t look Korean or even close to it. But she does have slight almond-shaped eyes, though I understand now why she looks more like her mother.” Because she’s part Goddess. Fuck, my sister is a descendent of the Moon Goddess! “I have a baby girl,” Dad swallows hard and looks at me. “Where is she, Slade? I want to see her; I need to see her!” “Calm down, Dad. Jenna is visiting the new Alpha of Greenrock pack.” “Prince Leander?” “Yes,” I nod my head. “Jenna recently found out that her mate is Prince Luther, though I didn’t see a mate mark, so I don’t know if he accepted her.”

Walking home with that book felt like stealing light from the sky. In my room, I opened it slowly. The pages smelled like dust and ink. I didn’t understand most of the first chapter. But I didn’t close it. Every night after work, I read one page. Then another. Then another. At the restaurant, Jenna started calling me “Book Mouse.” Leo noticed too. “You falling asleep on your feet,” he grunted one night. “What’re you reading?” “Math,” I said. He blinked. Then shook his head. “Nuts.”

The library was quieter than usual. Only the sound of typing, the distant hum of the ventilation system, and the occasional creak of a shelf filled the air. Jenna rubbed her eyes and took a deep breath, staring at the glow of her laptop screen. Her fingers paused above the keyboard, the fatigue gnawing at her bones. She looked to her side. Maren’s seat was empty. “She just went to pick something up. She’ll be back soon,” Jenna whispered to herself, then sighed, brushing her hair away from her tired face.

After all, Xavia had bought this book for him, and according to her, children should be reading books like these at his age… Either way, after Jenna entered, she asked in a kind tone, “Do… you want any snacks, Maison…?” Maison, however, gave her no response. Clenching her fists, the pissed Jenna managed to keep her cool as she walked closer to him to see what he was reading. When she realized that it was a fairy tale book, a condescending glint could be seen in her eyes as she put the snacks down and snatched the book away! “Who let you read such books? Isn’t this too childish?” scoffed Jenna. Though Maison wasn’t her biological child he was still her nominal child, and no child of hers was

“I mean, everything could be coincidental. He's probably a student who has someone to see around here. We should give him a break. Besides, he didn't show any signs of threat when I was in his room.” “Are you listening to yourself right now?” Wilkes cried out. “You saw him!” he said, pointing at the glass door. “And you saw him very well. Does he look like a student? Do you think they'd have allowed him come into the school, smuggling in cigarettes and looking like that?” “How can I help you, Misters?” a lady behind the counter said, flashing the both of them a wide smile. She had red hair that was cut short to look like a males and our face was unusually long.

Right then I made one decision a goal to conquer. JENNA MUST DIE.

"Ms. Smith, I've been trying to get that boy to settle down for fifteen years. What makes you think you can succeed where I've failed?" "Because I'm not asking him." "Then what are you doing?" Jenna met her eyes once more, bold and unwavering. "I'm just gonna do what I have to do." She didn't need to explain further than that. She was Jenna fucking smith, and just like she’d always say, whatever shit she finds herself in, she’s getting herself cleaned up from it. And just like always in the last four years, Jenna was ready to save herself. Helena studied her for a long moment. Then, slowly, she nodded.