Jessica Bailey Author Novels & Stories

After drying her body she slipped into a fresh set of clothes. After that, she went to the kitchen to make breakfast for herself. Jessica quickly finished her breakfast and hurried outside with her beg. Jessica was doing some paperwork in Ivan's cabin and he was in the washroom. Suddenly Raya entered inside. She smirked looking at Jessie. "Hey, Jessica. Bring me a cup of coffee." Jessie looked up and nodded. Though she has lots of work she can't say no to her senior. So she got up and went out to bring coffee for her.

She took one and unwrapped it before she made her way to the room’s door. Jess had not run into anybody yet, but the bigger problem is she had no idea where she was and how to get out of her. As she made it down the hall, two voices could be heard, Jess turned the first doorknob she could find and run into the room. She softly closed the door and pressed herself against the wall hoping that now one could see her through the glass part of the door. When she heard the voices start to become distant, she left out a breath she was holding in. Jessica took a step away from the wall and moved deeper into the room. It was clearly an office. The walls were lined with books, most had medical terms al

I questioned, laying myself back down comfortably onto the pillow, my arms rested below my head. Bailey looked down on me with a slow smile spreading across her face. “Absolutely nothing.” She slipped along the edge of the bed, climbing off the edge of the bed, moving back towards me, giving me hope she had changed her mind, but instead she was softly placing a brief kiss onto my lips, making my heart pound crazily. “I am going for a shower, because I have work to get ready for. If you plan to stay in bed all day, by all means, make yourself comfortable.” She winked at me, before turning away and walking toward her bathroom, her small shorts and tank top she wore to bed enhancing the curves

I had been busy with work at Monet's and my book at home, but they still managed to make sure I was involved in every conversation that was being brought up. Jessica is officially a published author. Her science fiction novel is out everywhere and she had given her family, her girlfriends (and Chris of course) new copies of her book for free. We were all so happy for her, it was like seeing your sister successful. "If I'm successful we're all successful." She said and a group of awws were exchanged and we hugged each other. We forced Chris to join us and he did.

GABE A knock on the door had me pulling from my thoughts and it was welcoming. I needed a distraction. Thinking about the past always grated at my nerves building up the anger that always simmered on the surface. “Doors open” I called out, not bothering to move from my horizontal position. “Alpha, Jamerson said you wanted to see me?” The sweet voice carried through the stark and drab apartment. The owner of the voice, Bailey, walked around the other side of the couch and now stood before me in a short black skirt and dark grey tank top. Her feet were clad with heels at least 4 inches high, giving the petite raven-haired beauty some height.

I saw Grace mix different leaves as she kept mumbling chants under her breath before she applied them to his gash. The door opened and Rhazien stepped in. "Where is Bailey?" I asked. "Passed out on the couch. I've told two wolves to keep watch," he replied distractedly as he eyed Jessica, his eyes blood red. "Step aside," he ordered Tessa, who scrambled to move away. He knelt in front of Jessica and bit his wrist and put it in front of her mouth. "Drink," he whispered, his voice unnaturally soft. Jessica looked up at him with hazy eyes and did as he said, without complaint!

Clutching his phone tightly, he asked again, “Are you sure it was her?” “The article is on RRC Newsroom. The author is Lysia Kingsley. Who else could it be? I told you to break her and Kyle apart, but you kept hesitating. Are you scared of her? Or do you still love her, Henry?” Jessica was practically losing her mind on the other end.

She started talking. And I hated her for it... hated her because she was actually good. Because everything coming out of her mouth was sharp and clean and structured in the way that only came from someone who knew exactly what they were doing in a room like this. The strategy for getting my bail approved... she laid it out in maybe four minutes. No wasted words. I gave her nothing back, no signal that any of it had landed. But I heard every word. "What about Jessica?" I cut in the second she paused. "Why was she brought in? What did she do?"

And I certainly was, but hey I’m a people person. Well, mostly females. After thumbing through way too many stuffy attorney profiles I finally found it. Intern … I called it. Bailey Kline. Bailey … oh that’s fucking hot. I read her profile and licked my lips. “Bailey is a sophomore at Cal State, majoring in communications. She joins our team under the supervision of her uncle and founding partner Gregory Kline. She enjoys reading and spending time with her family, especially her mom to whom she is very close.”

Jessica and Alice retreated to the door as they pretended to fight with each other. Jessica remembered that Alice had said this place was owned by one of her friends, so she pinned her hope on Alice, believing she could open the door. But suddenly, Jessica’s waist was grabbed by Mr. Weston from behind. "Miss Bailey, I’d like to apologize on behalf of Jessica. Please wash the clothes yourself. Jessica can't go! She must stay!" "Miss Bailey, though you came here uninvited, if you don’t want to go, we can have fun together!"