Jennie Ruby Jane Novels & Stories

"Let's just get going. Jenner's not worth wasting time on." I nodded, not liking the gloominess Jenner left in her wake. "Yeah. She's not worth a tiny bit of your time." I told her, hoping she got my words. But what did she mean Ruby was dying anyway? That girl Jenner liked to joke a lot. How could she make such a nasty joke over someone's life? And why was Ruby so gloomy? "Are you okay?" I asked her. She nodded. "I am. Jenner likes to joke a lot."

she greeted politely. It was Ruby, the woman who had conversed with Hannah at the banquet. Hannah studied Ruby with a smile playing on her lips. "Hello, Ms. Jones." Ruby was a naïve and innocent woman. The moment she heard Hannah addressing her by her actual last name, she couldn't help but hum happily in response. She seemed like a simple-minded person who aspired to live her life happily. Hannah raised an eyebrow at that discovery. Could it be that Ruby wasn't the one who did it?

I said, as I began remembering the events that led to it. “Why would you say so?” She asked casually, sipping her coffee. “Well, for one… I am married to this man and I have acquired so many properties from just one single encounter I had in Paris,” I said mysteriously, making her eyes widen. “I’m still confused, Jane. Please elaborate more,” she pleaded, almost dropping her cup. “Her name was Nona. I fondly called her that because she didn’t have any grandchildren who would. She was very very rich and loved me like her own grandchild,” I said softly, feeling a pang of nostalgia.

They looked in my direction and I braced myself for any incoming greeting that might involve bone-crushing hugs. The adults- two males, two females- admired the visitors that came with Janet and the children appeared curious, especially about Ruby. Before the silence in the room could become awkward, Janet swiftly introduced me. “Guys, do you remember that Eliot called and said he's dating a woman called Grace? Well…” She pulled my elbow gently and briefly leaned her head on my shoulder. “Meet Grace. And,” she happily hugged Ruby, "this is our darling, Ruby." Excited chatters followed and they all greeted Ruby who became more shy due to the attention everyone was giving her. The more I looke

Juanita had no idea that Gladys live-streamed her time at the site to Julian and even if she knew, it wasn’t like she will do anything to stop it. Days flew by and those that used to hate Juanita found her charming the more they knew her. the seniors in the industry liked her strong desire to learn more so they began to teach her and help her when she needed some help. Juanita was also lucky enough to befriend one of the main characters in the movie and the girl was young and very charming. Her name was Ruby and she was just twenty-two years old. Juanita had seen her somewhere since she wasn’t a movie person. When she was broke, she didn’t have any time for entertainment and this is the reas

What the hell is she talking about? “I don’t understand,” I look at her, trying to read through her badass, confident demeanor. “Why do we have to know each other?” Her smirk widens, her eyes bright. “Name’s Ruby. I run this place, but when I’m not pouring drinks or cracking skulls, I help women who’ve been fucked with.” She pulls out a ratty card and slides it toward me.

Gavin said to the woman who had been silent for a while while looking deeply at Jaxon. The woman looked very young, a stark contrast to Jeff Bradwood's old age, making the brows of the men there instantly fold. Hearing Gavin's words, Jaxon snorted, he didn't even glance at the woman. He was just about to leave when a feminine voice filled the silence of the room. “My name is Ruby Blodwen,” the woman said in a melodious voice, causing Jaxon to stop and stare at her. He only nodded once, and turned around again, but it turned out that the woman seemed dissatisfied with being left alone. She struggled to get Jaxon to focus on her again.

“One girl every year. Yes. My Janey was one of them, in 1959. They told me that she was hit by a car, one of those boys drag racing with other boys, but it wasn’t true. She was out in the woods, just like all the others. There wasn’t enough left of her to fit in a mason jar, you know. Except for her head. He always leaves the heads behind. Mr. Schneider never really was right again after Janey died. All the joy went out of him. “I had her late, so late we thought we would never be blessed. I was almost thirty-five when she was born. Full of spit and fire, she was. She had red curls all over her head. Beautiful thick red curls that shone in the sun.” Riley didn’t say anything, because he felt

“Hmm… sure… we ought to lock our computers each time we leave our place. Remember Mrs. Jones….” “Hmmm…. Her story is really sad. She kept begging that she was innocent but Jamie Sir didn’t give her a chance to prove her innocence…” “I have heard that she works as a waiter now…” “It is really hard to get a job anywhere else if you are blacklisted by AE…” “True… wait what is that smell… yuck…” Ruby said pinching her nose. She looked around and her eyes fell on Sienna. Her face contorted in disgust as she said, “Who is this?”