Jesse York Novels & Stories

Xander picked up the call and said extremely respectfully, “Mr. Yarde!” Kayson said, “How’s the transfer of the Jospring Group?” “Everything is going smoothly, all thanks to you keeping Joseph in control. It’s uneventful with his cooperation.” Xander’s tone was filled with admiration. Kayson said nonchalantly, “The chief of the Jospring Group’s human resource department, is his name Walter York?” “That is his name. What can I do for you, Mr. Yarde?”

Gideon stands abruptly in surprise while Leora lay still and unbothered on the ground. Gideon’s alert and in panic, first nature was to protect Leora but immediately realizes that Leora was still relaxed. He looks at her and back to the intruder. The girl that found them was beautiful, she had long wavy dark hair with glowing eyes, and lightly tanned skin, covered by a black turtle-neck shirt over two layers of jackets. One grey cotton with a hood under a denim blue jacket. Brown cargo pants with pockets full of what seemed to be snacks and two more flashlights.

Jessica was cold by nature and particularly dismissive of men, so she wasn't easily impressed. As the heiress of Regal Crest Group, she grew up with uncles and brothers who were all exceptional, so ordinary men couldn't catch her eye. Though Theodore was outstanding, his past missteps made it hard for him to earn her approval. Despite what Jessica said, Penny's opinion of Theodore had already improved a lot. On the other side, Willow had just finished bathing Yasmine. She sat on the bed with her and was carefully drying her hair with a blow dryer. Yasmine's soft black hair was as smooth as silk.

Berlin, “Dad, Christian is at my home?” Jessica paced back and forth in her suite while talking to her father, her heart was loudly thumping against her chest. “What??” her father shrieked on the other side. “Yes!! He is at my house in New York and he met Rylie!!” Jessica wailed. “What’s gonna happen now? How could he reach me?” “Nothing is gonna happen. Don’t worry!” Her father said. “Calm down! Everything is under control.”

"Do you even consider how disgusting you were when you jumped into bed with Noel? You're literally nothing good, but still act so high and mighty. But honestly, you're not." "If you won't accept my kindness, it's pointless to talk to you further—" "Don't act like you're being nice. You're just jealous." Cordy exposed Kyle right then. "I'm jealous? Why would I be jealous of you?" "Because all of Jessop Corp's efforts to sign Zoe York as an endorser failed. You're just hurting because you can't accept that old little Starstream Fashion could sign her instead."

I sat at my desk reviewing some work. It’s been six years since I moved to New York, and I’m still only an assistant. My novel is nowhere near finished, at least. However, my best friend and boss, Jesse Owens, have read my drafts, and he loves them! I only wish I thought it was half as good as he says it is. “Sophia, can you come here, please?” I hear Jesse call. I got up and walked over to his office,

In his chair, he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath for all the things that happened in the past, back to him once again. Daniel is an epitome of a man who is a dream man of all the girls in his days, he was a Varsity player at Michigan University while Jessica Reynolds is a girl who nobody takes a glance because she is just a common girl. But she is a scholar because she was determined to study, she is always on top of the class, her family at that time is in what we called middle class. Jessica's mother works in a fast-food chain while his father is a welder.

Lonard hung up the phone angrily. Staring at Yang Xiao, who was surrounded by his subordinates, cold sweat broke out on Jesse's forehead. He did not know that His Highness Yama's full name was Yang Xiao. He only knew that His Highness Yama's last name was Yang. What made Jesse want to cry was that this guy named Yang Xiao was Yama. At this moment, Jesse's hair stood on end and he almost passed out. Fortunately, the call came in time just now, otherwise, they would all be finished.

For the elite guard to grace their home meant something monumental was happening—whether a blessing or a curse, she didn't know. Jake stepped forward, bowing low as the commander approached. “Is that her?” the Kingsguard asked, his sharp eyes locking onto Calista. “Yes, Sir Braavos,” Jake replied eagerly. “Her name is Calista Caitlynn. Nineteen, a maiden, and a virgin. I am certain the Alpha will find her suitable.” Sir Braavos signaled his men, and a heavy iron box filled with gold coins was handed over to Jake in exchange for his daughter.

It had to. I nodded, my voice failing me. “Come in,” I finally managed to whisper. The door creaked open, and there he stood, filling the doorway with his towering presence. Jake was effortlessly commanding, even without saying a word. He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, his eyes dark, intense, yet somehow soft. Those eyes seemed to pierce straight through me, as if he could see into the very core of my being.