Jennie Solo 24 Hours Views Novels & Stories

< JENNIE'S MANSION > Jennie decided to skip school today and chill at home. She was laying on the bed checking Mark 's I*******m account , he had over Four million followers. "He is so hot " She mumbled as she gawked at one of his shirtless picture. "Jennie ? " She heard her younger sister's voice from outside. "Yeah come in " She said and sat upright. The door was pushed opened and her Younger sister stepped in. "Mom told me you were not going to school today so I decided to stay behind and keep you company, what game should we play ? " Her sister asked and had her seat beside her.

she said, trailing behind me. "By the way, who is Jennie?" I asked as I took off my coat. "Oh, have you met her? She was hired just a few days ago, and she is incredibly hardworking," Camilla began. "Most of the time, she's the last one to leave the Research Team office, and she always completes her work diligently. The team is really pleased to have her," she added, placing her laptop on the table, and I nodded in response. "How's the video coming on? The world needs to know what they can expect from SkyHigh; they need to see it." I said, sinking into my chair with a sigh.

"I l-love her, I love C-Ceres so much—." The moment that Jiroo's voice cracked, I ran to him and wrapped my arms on his head and pulled it against my chest. "I'm so-sorry, Roo." I whispered and with that, Jiroo broke down between my arms and once again, the house filled with loud cries. Jennie left me. _______

Yes, she lives alone but she isn’t sad. She now enters the 2nd room. She immediately turned on the TV and watch her love story with Drew. It’s like a Hollywood Movie where every scene is to die for. She just misses her love this time. She wants to contact him. But there is no phone inside the mansion. She cried a lot. But she decided to finish the movie. It’s an hour playing… which is equivalent to 1 more year on Earth. ***

"I just have to survive seventy-two hours." "One hour at a time," Dr. Thorne said gently. "Don't think about three days. Just focus on the next hour. Then the next. Then the next." "One hour at a time," Eve repeated. The monitors beeped steadily. The morning sun began to rise outside. And somewhere far away, three alphas drove toward a war zone, leaving their mate behind to face her own battle. Alone.

“He’s falling for you.” Her hands shook violently. Another message appeared instantly. “But what will he feel when he learns who you REALLY are?” A third message came. A video file. Panni’s breath froze. With dread clawing up her spine, she pressed play. The screen filled with grainy footage. A hallway. Dim. Familiar. Her breath stilled. It was Jinyan’s house. The timestamp: two hours ago. The figure creeping up the stairs— silhouetted, hooded—

I said. The burner buzzed again new message. TWENTY-FOUR HOURS. I locked eyes with Adrian. “Good,” I said. “I only need twelve.” He almost smiled.

Still, I kept watch. The others drifted into sleep in pairs or slumped where they'd dropped. Spitfire curled into a nest of her own tail beside J, both of them snoring softly. Rachelle snored like a buzzsaw. Jonie lay on her back with her eyes half-open, blinking at the ceiling. She hadn't spoken much since the rescue. I couldn't blame her. Schnell sat near the Neurovore corpse. He hadn't moved for almost an hour, just stared at it with a reverent fascination that made my skin crawl.

★JENNIE★ "A-nty Jennie, I want cornflakes." I tore my gaze away from my phone and looked down at my adorable four-year-old sister, Joanna. She meant the whole world to me and I don't mind going through hell and back, just to make sure she is always doing fine.

Jill moved back again. Hanson licked his lips, watching Jill’s uncovered right breast sway as she shifted between the two wires, the naked melon looked so big and round, topped by a mouthwatering erect nipple. Hanson no longer watched the timer tick down, his attention focused instead on his partners right tit. 14 seconds.