Jenna Walker Novels & Stories

Marcus glared at Lara and soon walked away with his wife to attend the wedding guests. “Yes father.” The girl spoke proudly and then grinned looking at her sister, she hated the most. Jenna looked Lara from head to toe, yet again jealous of her height, long wavy hair, blue eyes and thin body. The girl was gifted with extraordinary beauty and intelligence. She was a topper in her university and was now an Economics scholar.

“As she gave me the don’t look at him too much rule, I guess he is an ugly goblin with a narcissistic personality. Luciana told me that he is influential.” “Ugh, those are the worst.” Jenna scoffs as I giggle. “Doesn’t matter to me as long as he pays well.” I grin at my friend, and she clings her glass to mine. “Amen, sister.” Jenna is my first true friend after a long time. We met when I started working for the agency a few years ago and we have been inseparable since then. The struggle with my job and my past is that not everybody can take it. I often wear my heart on my tongue, but unfortunately, speaking the truth often gets people angry. And I’m certainly no people pleasure that just te

"From what i heard he does that a lot when speaking to girls. " "Seriously Amy? You have an interaction with Jonah and you're not even excited?If i were you i would be thrilled." Dana was right, it was the first time Jonah spoke to her, so why couldn't she be more excited?Probably because she knew she had no chance with him. Jonah Parker was the captain of the soccer team, and he was one of the most popular boys, he would never notice her. Before she could answer, the door was open and a blonde girl they both knew entered with her two minions. It was Jenna Stone, the rich snobby girl that believed she was better than everyone else. Her father was a surgeon, while her mother was a former beau

Her nose was straight, perfectly long and charming. “It’s fine,” she brushed me off, making me blink as many times as I could, “I’m looking for Nikolai, do you know where he is?” She asked and I was taken aback. What does a perfectly looking girl want with a jerk like Nikolai? “I’m sorry but who are you?” I asked like it was any of my business. All I was supposed to do was lead her to Nikolai without any questions because that was also part of my job. “I’m Jenna,” she introduced herself to me, “I’m the former beta’s daughter and also Nikolai’s girlfriend.” She finished and I gasped.

It was hard to find skinwalkers from the Wilder Clan, since most of us was killed off before the first reset. I was running through the woods looking for food, when a group of wolves stopped in front of me. They shifted into a group of men but one caught my eye. Mate. I shifted and he stepped closer. "Who are you and why are you trespassing?" He asked. "I was sent by Arachne, Goddess of Arachnids. My name is Arabella of the Wilder Clan, I'm your real mate." I told him. "Wilder Clan? You're a Skinwalker?" He asked, with surprise.

I needed to get my head out of the clouds. Jenna was called over to the Pack hospital, to help Doctor Rivers with an emergency. As a qualified Pack Doctor at a young age, she brought a lot to our Pack. In addition to being a healer and an amazing Luna. We were certainly blessed by the Moon Goddess to have Jenna with us.

“Sorry that I didn’t tell you but I didn’t go to Hank’s wedding, at the last moment they said I don’t know the bride wanted a private wedding.” I said and she sat down on the couch staring at Lucas. With his tattoos and stature, he looked like a mafia lord, no one would ever believe he works for the CIA. “Yeah, not the thing I am confused about.” She says as she extends her hand, “I am Danika, you are?” “I am Lucas, I used to work with your boyfriend a few years ago.” He says, completely shifting the subject, also assuring her that if he knows Jake, then he is probably not bad news.

Alex and Jessica both were warriors and were dedicated to the Pack. Lacie went with black leather pants, a lace black top with a cami underneath and black heels. Lily was sporting a green leather mid-thigh dress with short sleeves and black ankle boots. Monica was all black – black mini skirt with black corset style top and black heels. I chose my signature black skinny jeans, black tank with my black leather jacket and black leather heeled boots.

he smirked. "I know you're crazy, but you shouldn't always show it. I'm Jenna. Why would I be interested in you? I just wanted to hurt Allison since she is trying to steal Scott from me. Don't be delusional, Jason. I will never be interested in a psycho like you," Jenna snapped. "Don't talk to my son that way! He's not a psycho!" Gwen defended her son.

“I’m dead serious. I’m only giving you a chance to walk away quietly because of the loyalty you showed me once. Back when I was still building.” I picked up my purse. “I won’t forget what you did. But I’m done letting it drain me. You picked the wrong woman to play games with. I don’t fall. I rebuild.” I turned to leave. Then I heard it. A slow clap. I stopped. “Elara fucking Westwood,” Jenna’s voice called behind me. Sharper. Louder. Her mask had finally cracked. “Still so dramatic. You love playing the victim, don’t you?” I turned slowly.