Jenny X Creeper Novels & Stories

Frankie's friend speaks up "well, I'm half blood, I'm sure I can handle some vamps and werewolves" "Oh I get it" Davis says "you all think this is some kind of game right?, we are just playing, sure...tag along, to a place that's full of blood thirsty vampires and meat loving werewolves I'm sure fighting them is easy peasy" "You're just being sarcastic huh" Frankie friend said blunt "Look, what's your name again?" I said referring to her "It's Jenny, and we are just trying to help okay?, sure I've bullied Thousands of times, but come she helped me and I want to pay her back for what she did"

She was sitting rather straight but she hadn’t moved things were progressing nicely for a first day. “that would be fine with me if its fine with jenny” he said looking over at the little vampire she had to be one inch taller than his little ava and she had the coloring of mavery he had liked her the second he had found her, his little ava had picked a young but feisty friend. He'd seen jenny when she was riled or upset about something and it was a sight to see such a small soft package with such fight and fearlessness. He had to have her in his group. She had come reluctantly since she had still been a half breed at the time but he had convinced her and now she had transitioned and become o

Big ugly sobs wrack my body . “This can’t be fucking happening again.” I cry as I throw my phone across the room, angry and sad at the injustice of it all. Xander I stand under the hot spray until I feel all the tension and exhaustion of the last few days slowing drain out of me. I wrap a towel around my waist and grab another to dry my hair. I dip my head and vigorously rub my wet hair as I enter the room. I drop the towel I’m using to dry my hair onto the bed and nearly fall over myself when I realise I am not alone. There spread out on the centre of my bed wearing absolutely nothing is my ex Amelia.

"What do you mean by what you're saying? Where is my wife? Who are you? Don't tell me, you're—" "Yes Jester, yes I am me. Your wife and... your ex-wife, " Jenny said boldly as she undressed her fake facial surgery. The look that Jester had loved for so long was really an impostor. Jenny was actually Jane's fake face, a plastic one that captivated Jester's heart.

Although she looked and could act the part, innocence was not one of Jenny's dominating characteristics. She was five-foot-nothing-just about Darlene's height- but she was petite with small tits, narrow hips, and a small, although nicely-curved, ass that seemed made for grabbing and holding onto. Her nipples were barely the size of nickels but stiffened into wonderful little shirt-tenting nubs at the slightest provocation. She had a cute face and wore her fine black hair in an adorable pixie-cut. If one was casting a p**n movie, Jenny would be the barely-legal teen although she had just recently turned twenty-one. She was also a gymnast and remarkably flexible!

What did I get myself into? He stood and advanced towards me in an unfriendly manner, I took wary steps backwards. “Exactly what you heard me say, Ayla. You intentionally spilled coffee on me just to get me to notice you. You left the normal elevator and came to the VIP elevator because you knew I’d be there.” “What?! I don’t understand what you’re talking about?” What kind of a brute was he? Was this how he was? The Almighty CEO Jaxon of XM company. The youngest billionaire in the country. Was he naturally like this or money was making him arrogant?

Jenny goes into a screaming fit again, “no! no! make them stop!” “Tell me what you see?” her aunt begged. “Vampires! They have Jovita and several other she-wolves! I am sure I am looking through her eyes! Make it stop!” Jenny cried out, clawing at her own eyes at the sight of the women being raped and whipped, some of them by more than one vampire at the same time. Ondrink wrapped his arms around Jenny, pinning her arms down. “I have tried everything! This cannot be just dreams. We have to find Jovita!” Ondrink cried.

They try to look conspicuous, but I catch their eyes looking at us. Those eyes. I recognize the gleam in them. Predators. “Crap,” I mutter. “Do you know them?!” Jenny sounds frightened. I need to get her somewhere safe because I can’t let her get tangled in supernatural problems. She was just an innocent human girl who wasn't even of age yet. “They’re like me. As in, from the cult.” I nearly say pack. But I'm not sure if they are from the Rexellen pack. But they are wolves alright.

The more Jenny thought about how she'd been overworked like a mule lately, the more miserable she felt, and the harder she cried. "I'm back now, aren't I? Stop crying." Anathea comforted Jenny, brushing her tear-damp hair aside. "If you keep it up, your face will look like a raccoon in a minute." Jenny sniffled and nodded, wiping her tears. "I just missed you too much, Mrs. Sinclair. Mr. Xander missed you as well. He got sick a while back, and he kept calling your name, crying for you every day. He's gotten so skinny."

" Jenny asked when she stepped out of the bathroom and found me sitting on the edge of my bed. She jumped, startled, when I suddenly screamed like a madwoman. "What the hell, Cassy." She screamed in fright, and we were startled when someone suddenly pushed the door open. "What happened?" Xander asked, face full of worries with the rest standing behind him. Jenny, who only had a towel on, ran back inside the bathroom while I wanted to hide because of embarrassment for disturbing everyone.