Jessica Bravura の小説・ストーリー

“Yeah, nothing a little tweaking of the brakes couldn't fix. — You're a monster, you killed them both to be with him, but he didn't want her as you imagined and he even married me. “Yes, I had to put up with the others and you, but look where you are now. She says that, and starts to approach me, puts her hand on the ribs and takes out a knife. "What are you going to do, Jessica?" “What I couldn't do before, now that you're tied up, it will be easier to disfigure that body of yours. "Don't come near me you crazy person." “Crazy, I'm not.

Thinking of Jessica's stubbornness and tenacity, he was sure Jessica would win the case. “Unfortunately they both have the same disposition. The hardhead Jessica devotes too much energy to the case, leaving her under severe stress. Kriss used to tell me that Jessica was so worried she wouldn't win against that sneaky bastard. I will gladly provide assistance to them. But Kriss politely refused on the grounds that he would seek my help as a last resort if all her efforts failed. But thank goodness they managed to beat that damn bastard.”

Alpha Braxton growled. I bent my neck in submission. "Please forgive me, I meant no disrespect, I just think that it would keep us from having to repeat this and, besides, we really need Christian! He is our best tracker, he is related to her and we really, really need all the advantages that we can get! Especially if she is as powerful as Jasper thinks she is!" I looked into my Alpha's eyes as I said what else I had to say, he needed to know that we all had his back. "Alpha... Brax, if your suspicions are correct, then your natural instincts may very well scare her! She needs the gentle approach, not the caveman approach. Remember that she may have been through some traumatizing events. I w

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

A familiar figure rose from the bench the moment she entered, her movements jerky and uncertain. "...Avery!" Jessica turned to face her. Avery blinked, almost not recognizing her. Was this really the same Jessica Winster? The proud heiress who always wore that sharp, knowing smile, who looked at the world with cool amusement, was now disheveled and broken. Her hair was unkempt, her eyes red and swollen, her face pale as paper. Dark circles ringed her eyes, evidence of sleepless nights. "Avery, please help me..." Jessica stepped forward, forcing her back straight, trying to maintain the remnants of aristocratic dignity—but her trembling fingers betrayed her, twisting together like wounded bir

'Ok, what do we know?' I ask my men as they sit around our meeting table. Rory opens his laptop and shows the Bratva Principessa walking into the Houston Animal Centre wearing tight jeans and a backpack. She looks very young, with her stunning blonde hair tied up in a high ponytail and no make-up. 'She's doing her Intern Credit here at the Centre. Been attending for a week, and she'll be there for another three. If you want to take her, this is going to make it easy; she has two guards, and they are keeping it very low-key.'

But I'll keep my promise and protect her whether she wants me to or not. "I didn't think you were capable of being so cruel," Larissa whispers, sitting down again. She stretches her body along the cushions as if our conversation has deflated her. "Let this war go, Mikhail Ivanov." "No!" I say, fully aware of her formal plea—like a boyar pleading with a tsar. "This isn't my war, Larissa Gennadyevna. It's ours. The Bratva's. I'm fighting for survival, not just revenge."

This Jessa… is different. Her hair falls in soft, glossy waves around her face, framing her warm brown eyes. She’s wearing a simple black dress, the kind that hugs her curves just enough to show them off without trying too hard. There’s a hint of color on her lips, a touch of shimmer on her cheeks. She looks… breathtaking. Like someone completely new. My throat goes dry, and for a second, I forget how to breathe. ⸻ Whispers ripple through the crowd. “Is that Jessa Lombardi?”

Evan took a few steps forward then pulled the broken glass from Jessica's hand roughly. "Don't try to kill my baby! Go home now!" Evan pulled Jessica's naked body. Jessica, who was pulled by her hand, was in pain and shedding tears. Jessica only used a Motel blanket when Evan forced her out of the Motel so many people saw her. "Oh my God, isn't she the woman in this video?" Jessica turned her head when the three women she passed were talking about her. " Ghosh! she's an artist but her behavior is like this"

This was the first day of the new life of the new and improved Jessica Harris. ******************************THE END************************************* I WOULD APPRECIATE HONEST FEEDBACK FROM THE READERS