Jessica Cunsolo Novels & Stories

She asks sweetly and I happily nod my head while Lucas just stares at her. “So to start with the most obvious one. No, I am not his sister, we just work together.” She answers and my eyes widen. “Oh god. Don’t tell me you work in IT.” I say as I remember Carter telling me his ex-used to work with him. “Oh, so you did tell her about Angela.” She teases Lucas and he just rolls his eyes, “No, I am not Angela, his ex and to put you at ease. I am happily married with a kid. Lucas and I are just coworkers. Well, I am his boss actually.”

Before I could speak, Emerald Jason voice rang in air. She walked our way chirpily and we smiled seeing our childhood friends. We hugged each other and she raised an eyebrow my way. “Where had you been? We called million time!” She asked in high pitch. Before I could speak a word Selena spoke, “Babez our girl is in serious trouble. A guy out of blue came crashing our our girl world! Uncle Mason is indebted to him and he is demanding marriage. That is all I got to know. For knowing rest of the details I called her here to tell.”

Chantelle POV: It had been three months since I left my uncle's house and moved in with Declan. I was finally beginning to feel a sense of peace. For the first time in a long time, I felt safe and cared for. Declan and his staff had been so kind to me, making sure I had everything I needed. I had tried to help around the house, but the maids always shooed me away, telling me to relax. As I sat there, reflecting on my new life, I couldn't help but feel grateful for everything that had happened.

scratch that, it's been ages since she last had a lasagne and was craving one at moment. Ah, my phone. She remembered and got it from where she had left it at. She noticed she had gotten several messages from a particular person with the username Hans_solo. "Okay, Hans_solo... let's see what you look like," Jess added going through his profile. He had tanned skin, had abs to die for...but he wasn't ripped like all those bodybuilders she saw on tv and online. He was tall..like say 6'4ft and she was a 5'7ft. He had the deepest shade of grey eyes she had ever seen and worked as a lecturer at New Jersey City University.

The woman did not seem to be happy since the meeting started. ‘So she was that someone emitting a totally different energy than anybody else.’ Alek stared at her with a knowing smile. But still did not know how the woman knew her. The woman was flabbergasted but immediately calmed herself down. She showed her hand and greeted, “I’m Jessi. The host during Shania’s banquet celebration. Nice to meet you, Miss Cider. Your invention really interests me.” Jessi then waved something that looked familiar to Alek. You gave me a great deal to start a smartphone company. I guess I am entitled to help you.”

"The Luna is an uptight woman. She doesn’t break rules, so I'm merely trying to point out that it's tricky to keep on approaching her using different ways." Caius frowns at him. "You're making sense, so how am I supposed to make her break the rules in her own will?" "Perhaps, seperating her from the Alpha King would be your first step." Beau's sense of hearing heightened. "He might completely own her this time." Before Caius could react, his gut feeling got to him like an electric shock paralyzing his whole body. His senses went dull, and all he could feel was the wrenching pain itching its way in his chest.

Even the children were happy to see him like this. “Luna!” The moment shattered. We both turned at the same time. Mira. She stood at the edge of the training field, dressed in a fitted cream blouse and sharp sunglasses, waving far too enthusiastically. And for a second, I could have sworn that Nolan tensed beside me. He didn't move, however, the smile that was on his face almost instantly shifted. “Are you ready for our shopping date?” she called out, voice carrying just enough cheer to sound false. “Don't tell me that you forgot?”

Inside the box was every gift he had ever given her. What was she trying to say? He immediately called Kelly. "Where's Jessica? Is she at work today?" Kelly sounded confused. "She didn't tell you? She was assigned to Paris for further training. She left this morning." A notification popped up on his phone. Kelly had sent him a photo. It was a group picture. Jessica stood among her colleagues, smiling. The caption at the bottom read: [Congratulations to Jessica Conway and Nick Camdon for being selected for an internship at our Paris headquarters! A victorious return from the Global Fashion Design Competition!]

The man present in the house didn't sit well with him. "Guys, I'm sure you know the almighty Michael O'Connor of the S&C Investment company. Yes, the same one." Suzanne said with a smile when Jessica's face brightened. "Oh my gosh," Jessica got up on her feet, adjusting her cream coloured t-shirt, "it's such an honor to meet you, Mr. O'Connor. I'm Jessica Stewart, Suzanne's friend and personal manager. Welcome." "Thank you, Jessica." Michael replied with a stiff smile, and dropped his gaze on Brandon who didn't even bat an eyelid. "Who are you, young man?"

such as Felipe Osorio, a professor over in UTI, Melissa Bailey, a photographer over in Google in New York, and Violet Johnson, a fashion stylist executive over in Coast Apparel who are injured and is taking care of in a local hospital in Paris. ''Oh my god!'' Jessica shouted. ''Oh my fucking gosh,''' I whispered. ''Holy...'' ''Shit,'' Caesar finished Cameron's sentence. ------- BAM ''Jason! Jason! Relax, take a breather!'' Jessica said to me, pacing her way as we both were outside of the house. ''No, I can't breathe! I can't!" "Jason, count to ten.'' ''That's too long Jess!'' I whined. ''Okay, let's count to three. Yeah?"