Novel & Cerita Jessica Hall Series

Inside, a diamond earring shimmered in the afternoon sun—a unique, high-end piece that screamed of wealth. "Care to explain how this luxurious earring ended up at a blood-stained crime scene in a low-rent hotel?" Cliffer asked. "And don't play dumb with me, Jessica. I know about your constant visits to Mama G. I know about your obsession with Isabella Sterling. I know you were looking for dirt, and I think you found something you couldn't handle." Jessica’s face went from flushed to a ghostly, chalky white. She stared at the earring, her breath hitching in her throat.

He paused, taking his eyes back to Jack, “I will fight for what I want.” After Elias spoke these words, he disappeared into the shadows. Jessica was expecting something heated after those threats, but he was gone as quickly as he arrived. With a sigh of relief, Jessica figured that the encounters with these men wouldn’t be so terrible after all. The remaining time of the funeral seemed to pass by in a blur. Jessica’s mind wandered through the events that had occurred today, realising she had missed the Eulogy. Her head was whirling with so many unanswered questions. Who were these mysterious alphas who were so keen to be near her? And why did they seem eerily informative about what happened

The knot in my stomach tightened. I locked eyes with the woman. “I’m Cassandra.” Her elegant eyebrow bent, and the corner of her lips rose. “I didn’t know you had company, Jake. I thought it was going to be just us.” That felt like another strike to my heart. Just us... Clearing my throat, I needed her to understand that Jake and I were a thing. “I’m sorry, but Jake and I—” “Oh, she’s going to join us?” Her laughter had a sultry edge, and she crossed her arms, emphasizing her curves, her breasts almost spilling out. “Well, when did I last have a threesome.”

“And who are you?” Jessica straightened her shoulders, her voice sounding firm so the receptionist knew how serious this was. “Jessica Johnson. Olivia kidnapped my daughter recently and I found out that she was just released on bail.” The woman blinked, her stank face mask slipping away for just a moment before she resumed hitting her keyboard. “One moment.” As the receptionist worked to get them an answer, Ricky leaned in closer to her, his voice just low enough for only Jessica to hear what he had to say. “You’re doing great, love. Keep calm and we’ll get the information.”

Because they both knew that if this presence was growing stronger — if Jessica was already waking up with marks left by something in her dreams — two days might already be too late. --- Jessica Lewis The tea had gone cold in my hands, but I couldn’t bring myself to set it down. The weight of the cup, the smoothness of the ceramic beneath my fingers — it was something solid. Something real. Unlike everything else. Alisha sat across from me, curled into the armchair with her legs tucked under her, her phone in hand though her attention kept drifting my way. She was trying to act casual, but I could feel the quiet tension in the room, the same tension that had settled in my chest the moment Tri

“I’ll be right here.” The nurse handed her a hospital gown and a pair of those non-slip hospital socks. The nurse directed her into a changing room and shutt the door behind her. Jess locked it and started to undress. The light above her head flickered and she paused to look at it. Nothing happened so she continued to pull her pants off. The lights went out and Jess panicked. She raced for the spot on the wall where the light switch was and flipped it back and forth. Nothing, just darkness. Suddenly she went flying across the room slamming her body against the chair that sat at the end of the room. Trembling she screamed for help. The door handle started to jiggle “Jessica?” The nurs

[ FANNY ] It's been three days since I no longer saw my daughter Cassandra. The last time we spoke was when I sent her to pick a medicinal plant in the bush behind our house. And since she left the house that night, she never came back. It was the first time this had happened. Cassandra is not the kind of girl who sleep outside. During these three days, I was panicked. I looked for my daughter all over the neighborhood and I couldn't find her. Besides, no one had seen her. All my efforts to find her were in vain. I then automatically informed the police to help me find her. I was afraid to find out on the news that she was killed. She is my darling daughter. I love her and she's only 16 year

“Baby, what’s wrong?’’ I shouted as I entered the room, all my attention fixated on Olivia who was standing across the doorway like she’d seen a ghost. She pointed straight ahead. I looked up at Richard and Ashern, whose faces were pale with horror as they stared at something inside the room. I turned around slowly. I felt like a ghost was looming over me. Sudden horror gripped me, causing my face to pale the minute I set eyes on our bed. The scene before us was enough to give anyone a heart attack. On our usually tidy white sheets was nothing but a pool of blood, spattered over the blankets and even the floor. In the middle of the big bed was that blood curling thing. A corpse! Jessie! Laid

On our wedding day, my wife, Jessica Burke, a CEO as well, got into the wrong wedding limousine and ended up spending the night with her male assistant, Callum Ross. The next day, she came back covered in red marks. Kneeling before me, she begged for my forgiveness and swore she would fire Callum and never see him again. But one year later, I saw her in the OB/GYN department when she was supposed to be overseas on a business trip. She was holding a crying, hungry baby in her arms. And beside her stood Callum, who had supposedly disappeared for an entire year. In a fit of rage, I kicked them out of the hospital. Unexpectedly, the baby disappeared that very night. Jessica blamed everythi

“What did you do to her?” The woman smiled. “Nothing permanent.” Gunshots cracked outside. The mansion erupted in shouting. John moved instantly, stepping in front of Jessica. Shielding her.The woman sighed. “Right on time.”Masked men flooded the hallway. Weapons raised. The same symbol Jessica saw in the bunker burned onto their armor. The distorted voice from the phone call echoed through the doorway. “Release the heir.” Jessica’s blood ran cold. Heir.Again.The woman grabbed Jessica’s wrist. “You’re coming with me,” she exclaimed.