Jessica Bailey Author Novels & Stories

After suffering all kinds of infertility treatment, Mango was finally pregnant with Nathaniel’s child. But it turned out another woman had already conceived Nathaniel’s child for 5 months. Just after claimed her pregnancy, she was kidnapped by Nathaniel’s bodyguard and almost died in the fire he set. It was universally acknowledged that she was dead. But that’s not true. After five years, Mango came back to Nathaniel’s side as a famous international car designer seeking revenge. Except for a different title, she also had a different face which looked more gorgeous and a different identity, mom. Her son Zion, a four-year-old boy, who shared the same beautiful almond-shaped eyes with Nathaniel was much more mentally mature than the kids of his age and also sought revenge for Nathaniel. However, revenge wasn’t the main purpose of them coming back...

Renata never imagined her entire academic future would collapse overnight. Her scholarship had been revoked, expulsion was looming over her, and her little sister, Alea, needed a fortune to survive a rare illness. Just when Renata thought she had nowhere left to turn, Dominic Sinclair appeared—a young professor known for being the coldest and most powerful figure on campus—offering a proposal she could not escape. “Become my secret girl. You don’t need to be smart. Just be beautiful, obedient, and available whenever I want you. Your grades and living expenses will be taken care of.” Renata knew it was madness. Immoral. Dangerous. But for Alea—for her sister’s life, for her own future—she walked into Dominic’s office at exactly three in the afternoon. Wearing a mini skirt. And the moment that door closed behind her, Renata’s life changed forever.

BLURB Sandra had always known that she would be given away to the highest bidder. Finally, her father secured a contract marriage with the renowned Lycan King, Eric. Eric rejected her and Sandra fled for her survival. On the run, she found out that she is pregnant. She vowed to just focus on raising her kids instead of thinking of her non-existent mate. Eric Axel only wanted power. He did not want a mate but the moon goddess played a joke on him by granting him one. After rejecting her, he discovered he was missing an important part of himself and he began to search for Sandra in order to give her all the love he had to offer. Will Sandra agree?

WARNING: This book is rated 18+ and will contain explicit sexual contents. He's off-limits. But tonight, I'm done pretending. Bell thinks I'm his sweet little girlfriend. But it's his stepdad who sees the real me— wet, needy, and aching to be ruined. One look. One whisper. One filthy promise. And just like that… I'm on the kitchen counter, legs wide, moaning "Daddy." This isn't just sex This is sin And it feels so damn good to be a sinner. Welcome to the diary of a sinner—where shame is foreplay and obedience tastes like lust. Where pleasure is punishment—and sin feels holy. This is a collection of raw, filthy, indulgent one-shots where no desire is too dark to explore, no boundary too sacred to cross. Each story is a confessional soaked in pleasure, punishment, and the bittersweet afterglow of release. And you’re going to love every one of them, especially if you're looking for a book filled with wild sexual fantasies. Join the ride, if you can control the heat.

Stanley Porter, my wife Jessica Evans’ close male friend, and I are both competing to be the next fire captain. In my first lifetime, I was chosen by a unanimous vote. On my very first night on duty as captain, Jessica came over to the fire station to celebrate with me. Sticking to my duties as captain, I didn't touch a single drop of alcohol. Yet, after drinking the chicken soup Jessica gave me, I fell into a deep sleep. That night, a massive fire broke out in the old district, resulting in the deaths of 58 people. Because I missed the station's alarm, I was accused of dereliction of duty and labeled as the main person responsible for the tragedy. The enraged families of the victims ended up beating me to death. In my second lifetime, I withdrew my name from the selection for captain. I handed the badge over to Stanley instead, saying, "You're better suited to be captain than I am." I'd assumed that this was enough to ensure that the fire couldn't be pinned on me. Yet, when the authorities looked into the fire, they ended up seeing me appear in the security footage from where the fire began. Everyone assumed I'd deliberately started the fire to get back at Stanley out of jealousy for losing out on the captain position. I now open my eyes again to live my third life. I watch as Stanley excitedly gives his speech on the podium after being made the captain. This time around, I submit a request for annual leave and take a cab straight to the airport.

Rhea Collins knows exactly who Ryker is to her. She has known from the first moment she saw him. But a Lycan Prince who cannot smell his mate is a Lycan Prince who will not believe her - and Rhea has spent enough of her life waiting for things she cannot force to happen. So she says nothing. She trains. She watches. And she tells herself that Pi's howling every time Ryker touches someone else is something she can manage. She is wrong about that last part. What she does not know is that the palace she has entered is built on decades of lies. That the king she bows to is not the man he claims to be. That the defense advisor who trains her has been protecting her mate for eight years on a dead woman's instructions. And that the destroyed pack she came from was not destroyed by accident - it was destroyed because someone knew what Rhea would eventually carry, and tried to stop it before it could begin.

I was pregnant, but his lover came back. - "My lover is back." When he smiled and told me this news, I hid the pregnancy from him and left him. I always knew he was still in love with his ex-girlfriend, but when his father asked me to marry him, I said "yes" because I loved him. After leaving him, I gave birth to the baby alone. "Darling, I've been looking for you for a long time." At the banquet, a familiar deep male voice sounded. I suddenly turned around and saw the handsome face that I had been longing for. "You have mistaken me for someone else." My nose was sore and I tried to hide the child behind me, trying to escape. "Don't go," he holding me in his arms. "I miss you very much."

Three years of marriage. I loved Kale with all my heart, gave him my whole life, sacrificed the wealth inherited from my grandfather, but he betrayed me. I was Father's biological daughter, but Father threw me away just to protect Jessy—the illegitimate daughter. They stabbed me, treated me like trash for years, and looked away when I was struggling on my pregnancy. They thought I wouldn't be able to do anything after Kale had an affair, I was kicked out of the mansion, and my mother died because my father cut off her intensive care. All my sacrifices and devotion to them were trampled on. But I won't stay in that low position for long. Theo, Jessy's betrayed ex-fiancé and Kale's younger brother, gave me a marriage contract with a large sum of money. I accepted the deal with him, then we went to another city, building a business giant called Ambergynn Group Company. Then five years later they came, begging for my help. I kicked them; made them pay for my pain until they fully begging on their knees to me. I'll show them I'm not the same Yvonne anymore.

Vanessa never expected her life to shatter in an instant. After getting kidnapped by someone dear to her, she is thrust into a brutal underworld, kidnapped by a mafia she barely knows exists. Her impulsive acts makes her make the horrible decision ever. Amidst the chaos, another mafia steps in to help her escape. Drawn to in ways he can’t explain, he risks everything to protect her from a deadly fate. But as she finds herself free yet in constant danger, she can’t deny the growing bond between them—or the sense of debt she feels towards him. With danger at every turn and enemies closing in, They must go through a world of violence, betrayal, and desire. Can they survive long enough to confront the past and take control of their futures? Their only hope may be each other, but in the mafia world, money comes first!

He ran a hand through his hair and exhaled slowly. “Celeste, you know Isabella has been sick for years.” “Yes, I know,” I said bitterly. “I know because you remind me every single day.” He ignored the edge in my voice. “She’s not getting better. The doctors said she probably has a year left.” I swallowed hard. “And how does that concern me?” “She has one last wish,” he said quietly. “She wants to get married before she dies.” He wants to divorce me and remarry me after a year, but that’s nonsense! I’m tired of this marriage. This divorce isn’t a joke to me; I’m taking it seriously.