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Claimed by the Arrogant Alpha . Chapter 6: do not judge a book by its cover . Jessica wrapped her arms around herself as a chilly breeze whipped through the air, slapping her face and causing her to inhale sharply. Winter was almost here and Jessica was looking forward to it. She loved snuggling into warm blankets, sipping on steaming tea, taking long baths; she loved how the warmth contrasted against the cold. Jessica smiled lazily. She stepped around trees with practiced ease as she made her way to her own little clearing. That sense of loneliness from last night had dulled but it was still very much present, almost as if it was just waiting for the right moment to strike when Jessica was

Perhaps that was the real reason why her body had reacted that way towards his — knowing fully well that he was her boss and she was not supposed to date coworker let alone the man who paid her to work. Ella turned her gaze back to her father who was still talking about his work at the hospital. Even though her eyes were on him, her mind wandered elsewhere, wondering where the man with eyes as beautiful as the ocean and the hair as dark as the night was right now and what he was doing. * * * Dear Gentle Readers, if you would like to learn more about Jessica Williams, you can read "The Bad Nerd Boy" — a story about Javier's niece, Autumn Summers. The book is already completed and only availab

Emerald I am sitting on the bed later that night, thinking about what Alpha Jason told us in the meeting. I know that Helm talked to Kari because she found me a couple of hours ago. I don’t think I have ever seen her so happy. She was convinced that Helm would reject her like that alpha. I knew Helm would never do that. I have no idea what happened or if anything happened between Draven and Nalena. I know for a fact that Nalena didn’t have a date. She just wanted to get away from Draven.

he rumbled. The door opened, and a completely naked Jessica stepped into the room. She had clearly showered. Her skin practically glowed, and the girl smelled of fresh strawberries and watermelon. Her damp hair hung in wavy swaths down her back. Her perky breasts were still glistening with water. "I have come to hear out your proposal," Jessica said carefully. The General sat up with interest. He had not expected her to recover so quickly from her ordeal, let alone be this bold with him.

' Jessa groans frustratingly at her failure to forget what she heard back at Edmond's office. She has been recalling it ever since she left the building and now, she is on her bed still thinking about it. She has even tried to sleep but she just can't push the thoughts out her mind. She would have thought a great force is making the memories stuck so deep in her memories like a glue to a paper but hey, Jessa is never a person to believe in such supernatural things so she immediately dismisses it. She has been reading a lot of fantasy books, as well as supernatural books but she thinks they are all a creation of people.

Hall gently tapped his arm, trying to settle him down. Samson's chest tightened. He reached out and grabbed Mr. Hall's arm, pleading, "Mr. Hall, did Jessica say anything to you? She's gone, and she took all her things with her. All she left was this application. If you know where she is, please tell me. It's important."

"Sure, Jagger knows I'm going, so I'll tell him to tell Layne too." Jessica hopped up from the table, grabbing her notebook and her coffee as she did so. Quickly, she made her way back to her room and hid the notebook with the others. On second thought, she made a note on the pages of the book to ask Bianca about some of the stories from her strip club days. There had to be an erotic romance in there somewhere. Ten minutes later, she had run a brush through her hair, applied some light makeup, and put on a pair of jeans and a thin t-shirt. As she left the room, she grabbed her wristlet that she used to keep her money and pertinent cards in before walking back to the main room. Meredith and B

Squinting her eyes then tapping the table. “A year passed like hundreds. Not looking back with my own luggage, smiling I may seem but I burn with something more than nothing. I should have left them a goodbye gift, a literal one –” She stopped with her eyes open wide and leaned back a bit. Sighing as she comfortably leans back and stares at the ceiling when the sheets are flipping back onto the first page. Despite hearing it, Jessica did not care. ‘That’s just a speck of his story. But –’ She thought to herself before her head turned to look at the boxes of it left to read. The books she read are piling up on her desk, that the ice on her drink melted and the warm food turned cold.

There was also some other things with funny shapes ones I didn't even want to know where they went. I held the golden balls in my hand and wondered what they were for. Some of the things in here I have seen at th club and the others where just a mystery to me, I saw things I didn't even know existed. There was other things on the shelf below but I had seen enough. There was also a bookshelf with actual books in them. I took the first book I saw and read out the title, it was a book by Shayla Black called Wicked Ties. I had never even heard of the author. My phone vibrated in my pickets, I saw that it was Bradley.

“Shadow Lady. Isn’t that your favorite too? I heard that from you once.” She managed a faint smile and gave a small nod. “Jessica has so many books. There were more popular ones, even more beautiful ones. Why you like that book instead?” “I think that book comes closest to revealing her true self. It’s where she laid bare her emotions, where she poured all of her sorrow into every page. It’s my favorite because every time I read it, I feel like I’m drawing closer to her… like I’m beginning to understand who she really is.”