Jenny Han New Book Novels & Stories

"What was there to ask? Jenny went to college with us. It's not safe for a girl to stay alone in a hotel. What's wrong with sharing for one night? She doesn't even need a bed. She can sleep on the couch." I stared at him. His face suddenly felt unfamiliar. "Then why didn't you tell me when you booked it? Why not before we got in the car? You waited until we got here to tell me we'd be sharing one room. Henry, what do you take me for?" "I just didn't want you to overthink it." He frowned—the same look he always gave me when he thought I was being unreasonable. "You always do this. You turn every little thing into a huge issue. Jenny's just getting a ride and crashing in our room. Do you reall

“Rita, I need you to send every piece of evidence to the investigative team at The New York Times tonight. Anna’s poisoning attempts, falsified bodily harm, and subornation of perjury; Alexander’s money laundering, illegal acquisitions, and obstruction of justice; the two murders covered up by the Hynes family. Release everything tonight. I want the published reports within an hour.” She ended the call, leaving the office wrapped in silence. Caspian stood beside her, his quiet breathing barely audible in the stillness. Outside the windows, Manhattan’s nighttime skyline stretched onward like a blazing forest. Jenny walked to the glass pane and pressed her forehead against its cool surface, st

She hugged Amber and headed downstairs. “Never, ever let her quit,” I whispered to Amber. “I won’t,” she replied. Jenny was in the living room, reading a book in some language I didn’t recognize. “What are you doing, Babe?” I asked. “Reading,” she grinned, knowing I wouldn’t let it go. “Well, until someone interrupts me.” “In a foreign language?” I teased, though it was obvious. “For you, yes. For me, no,” she played along. “Is it a good book?” I joined in.

“Hey, Shannon,” Jenny said cheerfully. “Glad I spotted you—your gloves were left behind yesterday.” She placed something on the table. “Thanks! I’ve been looking for them,” Shannon squealed. “No problem. Bye!” Jenny said. “Bye, Jay,” she added, and walked out the door. “Damn it,” I muttered and ran after her. I caught up to her in front of a small, sleek red car that looked brand new. She was just about to get in. Her hair was different now—golden blonde, falling in soft curls around her face. She held her keys and a small drink in one hand.

he said. “What for?” “The pills,” Kyle replied. “Or whichever method of contraceptives you prefer.” “Oh, sounds fine.” He poured the wine into two glasses while she served the food. “You still haven’t told me what we are celebrating. I’m curious.” “Well,” Hana began. She set the glass on the table so she didn’t miss his expression when he heard it. “I got a book deal from a traditional publisher. It’s a big deal, Cal.” “How big?”