Jessica Chastain Novels & Stories

I explain, “I don't know who this person could be but..." "Oh Addy," A sickeningly sweet voice curdles my stomach as I make my last turn into the living room. "I hope you don't mind, but I missed Livy. It's been so long since we've hung out together." If it weren't for her voice and the overwhelming scent of apricots, I wouldn't have recognized her dressed as she is. Jessica Johnson, supermodel, is standing in my living room wearing a cropped sweater and oversized jeans. Her hair is pulled back high in a ponytail, showing her elegant cheekbones. The only typical thing about her is all of the makeup, which has been done to the level of glam meant to look natural but took hours to do. I know t

“You don’t deserve her anyway. You’re too weak, too fragile. The Moon Goddess must have made a mistake.” She stepped even closer, leaning down to look at me, her eyes cold and calculating. “You couldn’t even awaken your wolf properly. Look at you—chained, helpless, pathetic. Do you really think you’re worthy of anything? You bark like a dog, Racheal. Nothing more.”

Tiffany was discussing a fancy dress she was trying to get a store to bring in for her. I mostly ignored her because dresses didn't pique my interest. My fashion sense was along the lines of ‘if it keeps me warm and dry, it's good.' She froze in mid-sentence, and I sensed a wave of disbelief wash over her. When I looked at her, I noticed she was staring at me with wide eyes. Nix, Chloe, and Greg were all staring at her, perplexed.

“Mrs.Lewis the driver is here now” Her feet refused to move. A hand pressed against her lower back, firm but guiding. The hallway outside buzzed with voices, laughter, champagne glasses clinking. Every sound scraped against her nerves. With every step, her heart slammed harder in her chest. The closer she got to the wedding venue, the harder her heartbeat felt. The car stopped and the doors to the car opened. Jessica got out of the car and stood still. “There comes the bride” the paparazzi swarmed around her,cameras clicking , the flashes of the light blurring her sight.

he said, “But it’s not all sunshine and rainbows out there.” He marched out of the room, leaving my stomach to sink. I strode after him, but Jess stole away my thoughts. She stood at the bottom of the stairs in a white cotton dress, her hair flowing and her skin radiant. I opened my mouth and stepped down the stairs. “You are stunning,” I said, my eyes flickering over her. She stepped forward and put her hands on my chest, “I can’t believe how much you’ve grown. You look like an Alpha.”

Leah sighed, looking around her, all eyes stared at her impatiently. Leah's gaze accidentally fell on a woman wearing a baseball cap, she shook her head at Leah while showing a paper that said 'STOP!' which made Leah frown in confusion. Suddenly, a realization hit Leah hard, “Jessica…” Leah mumbled silently. Before Leah could scream to call, Jessica had already gotten up from her seat and ran out of the press conference area. “JESSICA!” called Leah unable to control herself, she ran down from the podium chasing Jessica out of the room making everyone look at her curiously. "Leah! What are you doing?!" behind Leah Adrian ran after her. *****

I need to stay strong for the sake of my daughter. “Hi everyone, I’m back!” A sweet, high-pitched voice rang out loud. Heads turned instantly. Jessica. Tall and slender, with golden skin kissed by the sun, legs that went on forever, blonde hair that fell in perfect waves down her shoulders. Her short black dress hugged every curve. Her red heels clicked against the floor with grace, and her smile was like something out of a magazine. Everything about her screamed elegance and confidence. I swallowed hard, suddenly feeling very aware of my simple dress and flat shoes.

Jessa. She stepped into the house beside Mariah, and for a second everything else blurred out. Her shirt—tight, Ridgeville blue with silver shimmer—caught the light every time she moved. Her hair framed her face, loose and soft, and she looked… different. Confident. Beautiful in a way that made my chest ache. She wasn’t hiding tonight. And somehow, that made her stand out more than anyone else in the room. “Damn,” Daniel said from somewhere behind me. “Since when does Jessa try that hard? What’s she doing—auditioning for the plus-size cheer squad?”

(ASHER'S POV) The meeting with the investors took some time and I was intentionally prolonging it because I wanted my stepmother to be gone before I come out but I would say I wasn't so lucky as the so-called fianceé of a girl quickly hugged me immediately I came out of the elevator. I groaned imagining myself punching her ugly face, I pulled her away and she smiled I found out that her smile wasn't as pure as the Melissa lady in my beach house. I couldn't stop thinking of that lady and comparing her to this ugly Chloe. Is it the impeccable perky milky boobs that she bares and her round and plump ass that I'm sure will be as soft as her body. "Ahhhhh!!!!! Asher are you fantasizing and insane

"Alec never mentioned you before the wedding. Quite the secretive romance." I smiled, even as my grip on my clutch tightened. "We prefer privacy." "How romantic," she drawled. "And tell me, Kehlani, what exactly do you do?" "I—" "She runs a fashion line," Jessica cut in smoothly. The woman arched a brow. "Oh? Which one?" Jessica smiled, tilting her head. "That’s the fun part—no one knows." I shot her a sharp look, but she only grinned. "You’re full of surprises," the woman mused before turning to speak to someone else.