Jesse Escalera Novels & Stories

“I caused it….I am so selfish…he just asked me to help him by getting married to James Russo…but I..I ran away…today I returned and got to know the heart attack…. I am so selfish….Leo said I don’t understand the word family…he is right…ugh! I don’t know how to solve this matter…” I let out a sob and Selena was quick to engulf me in a tight hug. “So who is this guy again?” Emerald asked as she opened g****e on her mobile. “James. James Russo….” I spit it out. I am so hating this dude. “Oh my goods! This man is freaking hot and so damn rich!” Emerald gushed out making me roll my eyes۔. “Show! Show!” Selena left me and grabbed the cell phone from Emerald’s hand.

Carefully, she started to drift to the side and slow her pace, letting the others overtake her so she could slip away. When majority of the wolves had overtaken her, she assumed she was at the back. She thought wrong. The two Alphas and the scowling Beta were trailing behind a few steps. Jessica was so focused on sneakily slipping away that she didn’t pick up on the footsteps behind her. Thus, when a hand brushed her shoulder from behind, Jessica had almost tripped with shock, heart rate accelerating. She spun around, eyes wide. The taller Alpha grinned, guiltily. “Sorry.”

She rarely got hurt so it wasn’t hard to hide, but the way Elijah was looking at her now, she knew it was no longer a secret… Elijah’s frown only deepened, a chilling thought entering his mind. He had seen the scars that littered Jessica’s back, her arms and even her legs. There was one even on the back of her head. He had seen the few faint scars on Indigo… but never had he saw one on Scarlett…

"Thank you so much for understanding a human like me" "I am human do I understand the feeling so well? Thank you for sharing your vulnerable moments with me. It must have taken a lot for you to tell me" Jessica said. "I do not have time to be emotional. I better call my family and deliver the great news to them" Leslie. "That is good. Bye," Jessica said. "Bye, talk to you later," Leslie said before cutting off the call. Jessica squealed and stood up from the bed. She raced out the door towards the stairs. She had no friends and she wanted to share the good news with someone at least. She was halfway down the stairs when she met Xavier.

he replied. "Right." I fell silent for a moment. "True. Why didn't I think of that?" Jesse smiled at my words. With his lips still curled, he began to inch his way down into the grave, treading on the textured soil wall. "Please be careful, Jesse," I said with my own sense of anxiety. I leaned forward to watch Jesse's condition down there, becoming increasingly less visible over time. And I wondered, how could Jesse bring Estella's body up here? The grave's height alone is two meters. He couldn't possibly expect me to carry Estella's body from down there, could he?

It was the past she had tried so hard to bury, now clawing its way back to the surface. She forced her expression into a mask of indifference, but Kane wasn’t fooled. He saw the flicker of recognition, the way her fingers twitched at her sides, the way her jaw tightened just slightly. His smirk widened. “You’re going to track down the ones who let him escape,” Kane continued, his voice smooth and deliberate. “Find them. Kill them.” A test. A mission. A trap. Jessa let out a soft, mocking hum. “Hope you don’t get lost,” she murmured, amusement clear in her voice.

Everyone in Solana City knew that Jesselton Incorporated's first business collaboration in the country was with the Beckett Group. This was supposed to be when both corporations were working closely together. However, Ezzo's attitude toward Javier appeared to be cold. On the contrary, he seemed to be closer to Winston, whom he wasn't partnering with. This made Javier feel a little embarrassed. It was like a form of oppression. "You're being too humble, Mr. Taylor," Ezzo chuckled. He didn't hold back and continued to sing praises about Alyssa. "Your daughter is a rare gem. Not only does she have the looks, but her horsemanship is comparable to that of a jockey's. Among all the female riders i

"You’re okay. You’re here. Talk to me." Jesse blinked, the image of the caramel-skinned man and the shard of obsidian slowly fading, replaced by the familiar comfort of Kyle’s face. She reached out, grabbing his forearms, her fingers digging into his skin. "She found someone else, Kyle," Jesse whispered, her voice trembling. "His name is Jose. He’s a descendant of a wolf, but he’s human. She called him "Historian."

“Jess, let me cut you off there before you put me to sleep with this description. Let’s get to the real juicy bits. Is he handsome?” “Yes. He looks like the guys in the soap operas, only that he doesn't make any effort to look good. He just looks good naturally.” Jess said. “Ok. How tall is he?” she asked. “Taller than me. I kinda have to tiptoe when we kiss,” Jess said then she almost kicked herself for revealing too much. She could hear Leslie screaming excitedly over the phone. “When did you kiss? Who are you and what have you done with Jessica Harris?” Leslie asked.

He paused, taking his eyes back to Jack, “I will fight for what I want.” After Elias spoke these words, he disappeared into the shadows. Jessica was expecting something heated after those threats, but he was gone as quickly as he arrived. With a sigh of relief, Jessica figured that the encounters with these men wouldn’t be so terrible after all. The remaining time of the funeral seemed to pass by in a blur. Jessica’s mind wandered through the events that had occurred today, realising she had missed the Eulogy. Her head was whirling with so many unanswered questions. Who were these mysterious alphas who were so keen to be near her? And why did they seem eerily informative about what happened