Jenna Walker Novels & Stories

She barked, "Are you questioning my ability to pay?" Ricky immediately jumped in to back her up and even called her his wife. "Are you looking down on my wife? We could easily afford three mansions if we wanted to, let alone one!" Frowning slightly, I silently studied Jenna's expression. As far as I knew, even if she sold herself, she wouldn't be able to come up with that kind of money. Jenna was just a small-time streamer who spent her days gossiping about drama between women online to attract a few wealthy viewers.

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

“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.”

She explains. I honestly didn’t give the camera a second thought after I realized that I forgot it at the barn. I was worried about getting Gabe to the packhouse and then I was busy trying to take care of him while he recuperated. “I also hear that you helped my little girl too.” She beamed at me. Then she grabbed my hand to examine my palm. How did she know? “It’s alright Hannah, you can trust Christine”, Gabe tells me seeing that I am anxious about this conversation. Christine goes on to explain that she works as a researcher for a nonprofit that was established by a coalition of packs in the area.

“Jade, can you grab another plate for Quinn?” Jade sighs like it’s a major inconvenience, but retreats into the kitchen nonetheless. She returns moments later with a place setting for Quinn, and we all settle around the table for dinner. Quinn’s seated between me and my sister Jenna, and I’m glad for it. Jenna’s my middle sister- she’s seventeen and she’s the sweetest of the three. She shouldn’t give Quinn too much trouble. Juliet and Jade, on the other hand… I glance at them across the table, and I can tell they’re plotting.

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

"Thank you for staying with him." Then a woman appears — Faith, I recognize her — and takes Zion's other hand, and an older woman I don't recognize comes to stand just slightly behind Jenna, and the geometry of it is clear. They are leaving. She is going to walk away. "Jenna—" I start. "It was good to see you, Jaxon." It is not warm. It is not cold. It is perfectly, carefully neutral, the tone of someone who has rehearsed for this and practiced it until it sounds effortless. It is the most frightening thing she has ever said to me.

Questions burst out before I could stop them. “Who are you? How do you know about Emma? What exactly was she doing? Now she is dead, how can we stop it?” Jenna chuckled, the sound carrying both amusement and sadness. “Young people. So much energy.” Shaking her head, she reached for her veil carefully. The black fabric slipped away, and an elderly woman appeared before me—short white hair, wrinkled skin, and tired eyes that had clearly seen too much suffering. “My name is Jenna Fernandez.”

That made me chuckle again and get a confused look from my brothers, I only shook my head letting them know I will tell them later. She ran towards him making him shift at once and try to block her attack but it was no use. She was too fast and too strong for him to be able to fight back. It was over in minutes his blood dripped down her mouth and she was covered in it over her head, shoulders and front paws. His mate was screaming from feeling him dying, Kenny shifted back and stomped over to her slapping her hard bringing her screaming to a complete stop. She was still fuming and her anger could be felt for miles I was sure, "You sat in that pack house pretending to be this packs Luna, tur

Delcan walked back into the room,when she was all dressed and sat down next to Chantelle. He looked her in the eyes and said, "I know that was probably awkward, and I'm sorry if I crossed a line. But I want you to know that you can trust me. I won't do anything that you're not comfortable with, and I'll always respect your boundaries. You're safe with me." Chantelle felt tears welling up in her eyes, but they were tears of gratitude, not sadness. She felt like she could finally start to let go of her past and begin to heal.