Jesse Turning Red Novels & Stories

BA BUMP! Jessica's face grew redder and redder for Morgan. Even now, Morgan deliberately speaks near her ear and blows her hot breath into the hollow of Jessica's neck. The innocent woman who would soon be made innocent by her husband squirm even more. "Honey... Aren't we going to eat?" Jessica got back into the action. Morgan understood Jessica's nervousness and let her go. "Wear the red one. It looks good on your ugly body. Or do you want to try the black one too?"

Mike stepped on the gas. “Shit, damn it Jensen don’t you dare fucking die on us.” I heard Trevor say. “Jacob, he’s not breathing. Move him straight so I can start CPR.” I turned back, but Jacob was now blocking my view. We pulled into the hospital ER loading and unloading area. Mike jumped out and ran in as I flew open my door and then opened the back door. I saw Jensen’s lifeless body as Trevor was pumping on his chest. No, no, no I thought and tried to keep it together.

The man with bloody clothes and an awful temper was the real Pete. Jess put on a pair of warm flannel tracksuits and she walked into the kitchen to make herself some coffee. She had not eaten all day and she was feeling a little light headed. Pete was sitting at the kitchen dining table when she walked in. Jess froze when she saw him, and she did not know how to approach him. He had seen her walking from the bedroom, as the kitchen table was set facing the corridor. He saw her expression change from sadness to fear when she saw him and he saw her stop walking towards him.

She gets out of the shower and goes to bed. "This was really a terrible day, the client was really tough on me during my marketing presentation." Jessica thinks to herself and plays back her day, visualizing the young man that was leading the team she was presenting to. "He was extremely handsome and was the reason I was tripping over my words during the presentation, I won't let it happen again." Jessica is a perfectionist and was overcome with anxiety after she made the first mistake and just couldn't pull herself together again. The man was sitting in the middle of the room with three executives on each side of him, he had short blonde hair, fair skin, and piercing green eyes. Even though

Your face is bright red and you feel feverish. "Oh, hmm. I-'' Jessie didn't know what to say, there was nothing she could say to get out of this. Jared looked at her and smirked. It was as if he knew he has some kind of hold on her. Jessie stood there feeling even more awkward than ever. Her palms dripped with sweat and her skin burned. All the while, Christian stood there talking away, not having a clue as to what was going on with his wife. Or even worried that she and Jared might get off before them.

"Do you know the punishment for your sin?" Jessie nodded her head amidst the pain. Blood trickled down the corner of her lips as she lowered her head again "Death," She replied and my eyes widened. He wouldn't kill her... He wouldn't kill her, right? "Fine. I'm glad you know," He said and his blue eyes turned red. His face turned pale white which made him look even more beastly. The next moment, Jessie started rolling on the ground. She wasn't making a noise but with her expression, it wouldn't take an expert to know that she was in extreme pain.

“But what, Jesse?” He shook his head fast, like he wanted to take it back. “I was leaving. I was already walking away.” “And?” “And I made a mistake.” My voice dropped. “What mistake?” He swallowed hard. “I turned,” he admitted. “I turned back and I saw his face.” “What about his face?” Jesse’s voice grew rougher. “He had tears in his eyes, Mira.” My heart did a painful, stupid little twist. And I hated it.

Then I realized what I said and nearly bit my tongue off. Her smile turned sad. “It does not work that way.” “I’m sorry, Jesse.” She patted my shoulder gently before moving to him. “Hey, big guy,” she stopped at a respectful distance. “You may want to get up now.” The growling ceased. He uncurled, his breathing evened out. Then slowly, his lids opened to reveal those familiar gray eyes…red and teary as they were. Jesse’s gaze flicked to mine, and I saw the same relief reflected in her eyes. It was rarely ever this easy to pull him out.

I rubbed my sweaty palms together, inhaling and exhaling in an attempt to steady my heartbeat. You can do this, Seline. You’ve trained years for this night. Get it right. Jax pulled out a shimmering red dress from the battered wooden closet and pressed it lightly against my bosom. “You can never get it wrong with red. Such a beautiful color. Like blood.” He smirked, his pointed fangs shooting out a bit. I nodded in agreement, even though I disagreed. I saw nothing special about the color red and it reminded me of that night I sat on the floor of my dusty Packhouse, surrounded by the crimson pool of my dead family.

George's POV I was busy taking an important call earlier when I noticed that Jessica was missing. I walked around several times, but I couldn’t find her, so I started to worry. When I saw her wiping and cleaning Nick's back, I got a bit curious. The atmosphere between them was quite different . I can't explain it. I also noticed that Jessica’s face was blushing earlier. Well… I was just thinking maybe it’s because she was feeling hot. Jessica is a mestiza, so her skin turns red easily with just a bit of heat.