Jesse Quick In Flash Novels & Stories

Rey couldnt bare the level of disrespect he felt at this point, he stealthily stood up and with a few long strides, he grabbed jesse by the arm and directly pressed his lips on hers... Jesse couldnt stand for this, she wriggled her way out of Reys arms and kicked him in the balls........."aaahhh jesse you! how...how d-dare you?"

Midnight flashes her teeth at me as she takes Jesse’s hand in hers, the possession in her eyes and gesture very clear. “Yup,” Jesse says, and I think I see him working hard not to sigh as Anton takes his own seat on my other side, fascinated. “Everyone, this is Midnight. She’s super cool.” Midnight pastes a weird smile onto her face and waves as she looks around. “It’s nice to meet me. Or whatever I was supposed to say.” She looks at Jesse for confirmation. He just shrugs. “’Nice to meet you’ is the usual phrase, but close enough.” He turns back to me. “We’ve been working on polite conversation.”

Jesse thought When she wanted to reach her, she started running too. "You know Bella, I was trained in running and fighting, I can run all this field in 2 minutes" Jesse said with a slight smirk "That doesn't seem possible to me" "You wanna try" Jesse winks then they started running again Bella forgot there's a trap at the middle of the field. Just when Jesse jumped it and was about to tell her to watch out, Bella already stepped on it "Ouch" She winced

"That's the third elder's renowned technique! The Dark Flash! I heard that it's his ultimate move. Even an opponent with the same cultivation level as the third elder would not be able to survive this attack. Chase Collins is only a stage six martial lord. He won't be able to survive this. He's dead." Zach was surprised to see Edward using this move as well. "Of all the people Chase Collins had to offend, it had to be you, Zach. Everyone knows your status within the Sosa Clan is incomparable. All the clan elders have acknowledged you as the next patriarch." Douglas buttered up Zach with these words, which worked well with Zach. It all happened in an instant. The Dark Flash shot toward Chase

Jessi's P.O.V. I stare at the skunks for half a second, and before they can spray, I turn to Wyatt. I know everyone expects me to teleport us out of here so we don't get skunk-bombed, but I think this is a Cressida trick to have us move from this gate. "Quick freeze time," I tell Wyatt. He waves his hand, and everything around us is suddenly still. "Jessi, what's going on? Everything except me and Davina is frozen." Jock mindlinked me. Perfect, my favorite fairy isn't affected either. I need her.

Until now. The flashlight fell from Scott’s hands, hitting the floor with a dull metallic sound. It rolled away, down the stairs, each successive THWANG echoing over and over all the way to the bottom, and it was like watching an old black and white film with no sound, in slow motion: Scott, falling backwards into the room. Jesse, crying out silently, reaching for Scott’s hands, Scott’s mouth working as he fell . . . For several precious seconds Scott Kretch was airborne, and Jesse thought for a moment that maybe Scott could fly.

Chris grunted, taking a sip of his coffee. “This is being rude,” I replied tapping the bottom of his mug as he drunk so some spilled all over his lips. He gasped at the heat looking at me like I had lost my mind, jaw to the floor. My attention traced back to Dad who only grunted at the action, “Like I said I have to do a show in an hour, and you’ve been on my back about being ‘punctual’, “I reminded. Dad grunted, setting his iPad on the counter, “okay Justin. What Chris and I want to tell you is we’ve found you an assistant.”

"Jesse? Oh my god, Jesse!" A girl hurried down the hallway toward her, her presence immediately cutting through Jesse’s panic. It was Jackie, Jesse’s best friend and polar opposite. While Jesse was five-foot-five and often tried to disappear into the background, Jackie—who stood at the exact same height—commanded the room with an effortless, confident grace.

Jesse continued another pace before stopping and turning toward me. “That’s all?” “It’s enough.” “You saw me in one combat class.” “I saw you challenge an instructor who had already decided you should fail.” “Julien challenged him.” “You did first.” I looked away. Jesse stepped closer, leaving enough space that I did not feel crowded. “Then you moved faster than Calder could explain,” he continued. “After that, you stood in front of Quinn and told her friend she should have earned her own seat.” My stomach tightened. “You saw that too?”

This night would be no different. He had been vigilant since stepping into the shack, his focus razor-sharp, ready for any hint of danger. However, as he moved to leave, nothing had seemed amiss—until that final moment. In a heartbeat, Quinby felt a shiver of premonition. Without a second's hesitation, he exploded into action, his fist launching with the force of a wildfire, targeting an unseen threat at his back. The Old Mystic Flash was a fundamental move of his martial art, swift and devastating. It was a strike that could shatter steel, aimed at the lower defenses of an adversary.