Jessica Jones Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Horrible date?" "Yeah. Just be here in five. Please?" Jessi didn't bother glancing at the guy keeping her company and standing right beside her, still. "Please just say yes," she wanted to add. She even faked a more convincing pleading girlfriend voice. "My back and feet are killing me, loves." "Sure." Jenson snickered. At last he figured it out. " On my way," he said on the other end. "Be there in five, loves. I'm three blocks out."

With the excitement Jessica had, came the sudden disappointment when she met Vivana’s lover who was supposed to be the dead Arizona Malcom who she introduced with commercial digital as though she was flirting and bragging. Jessica’s issues worsen and gets ill from a sudden poisoning. She calls for Dr. Jones’ attention that even clicked Franklin back from Chicago to help his daughter get back in shame. Building back their allegiance, Dr. Jones managed to confess his experiments to Franklin that happened to have been waved in his daughter. When so much is discovered, so much has to be managed. Family ties, relationships, Crisis, Revenge and resurrections. Welcome to the DS-PROFESSIONAL LOVE TW

Now I just had to figure out how to pull it off without pissing off Jackson in the process. Footsteps creaked down the stairs. “You’re fidgeting,” Jessa said, appearing at the bottom step in leggings and a loose sweatshirt. Her damp hair was pulled back, and she looked ten times better than yesterday — not fixed, not fine, but like she’d finally taken a deep breath. “Not fidgeting,” I said, straightening. “Thinking.” “That sounds dangerous.” “Usually is.” Jessa grabbed her sneakers from beside the couch, sitting down to tie them. “What are we doing today anyway? You texted me like it was an emergency.”

When she stared at his face, she couldn't read the expression on it, but his silence meant that of course she was going to do it and it seemed like he had already prepared everything for her. "Jess, you promised." "Alright fine, But only until the deal ends. I can't promise you that I'll do well or I'll last long over there." "You just have to see him, and maybe talk to him for a little while, and that's all." Jess rose to her feet. "Alright, fine. I'll do as you guys want. Happy?" He rose up as well and placed his arm around her neck and then wrecked his hand through her hair. "Fuck Trent, stop it, shit you're so childish." Jessica yelled.

he said coolly. Jessica opened her eyes and nearly ran towards the bathroom. Once inside she shut the door and leaned her back against it feeling a hot pool pour between her legs. That’s’ just how Lucas had a hold on her body, it didn’t take him more than few words to make her mind go blank and pussy jump in her panties. One week with him and Jessica doubted whether she wouldn’t be addicted to typhoon called Lucas by then. Taking few more long breaths she splashed some cold water on her face before going to the shower.

Jessica requested, stifling a yawn. "Did anything happen?" Justin inquired, probing to see if she would disclose the events or if, as Kelvin had mentioned, she truly remained unaware. A frown marked Jessica's face as she recalled the day's events with Nicholas. He not only assumed she leaked information about them but also had the audacity to request a favor. She didn't know the details of the favor, as she ended the call after expressing her frustration. Reflecting on it now, she wished she had waited to hear what favor he was alluding to.

Jessica spat and got off the bed. “Not exactly.” Deacon grabbed her arm when she tried to walk past him. “Let go of me,” she said furiously. “I only want to protect you from monsters like Torvald,” Deacon explained. “Then kill him,” Jessica spat and stormed off. ‘Jessica is on her way, but if Ondrink can’t put a spell over her, then leave without her,’ Deacon mind linked Juno.

I didn't pine after lost loves or wonder about what-ifs. "Get up, you beautiful mess!" Jessica's voice rang through my room as she burst through the door, her pregnant belly leading the way. She was dressed in a flowing periwinkle summer dress that made her look radiant, her dark hair cascading in perfect waves. A delicate gold necklace gleamed at her throat – Alexander's anniversary gift. "No more moping around in bed!" I groaned, pulling the covers over my head. "Jess, I just want to stay in today. Bask in my achievements, you know? Maybe paint a little..." I burrowed deeper into the sheets, knowing fully well that my friend would not take no for an answer.

There is no escape now, just the reassurance that I can enter his room, do my job, and that will be that. I don't need to communicate with him... "Of course not. Unless you're victim to shaky hands in the presence of very attractive men. Then you might be in trouble," Jessa tells me, accompanied by a wink. She seems unbothered now, the shudder in her limbs gone. I'm jealous of that. "I'm not...I mean, I'll be fine." Jessa grabs my arms, smiling at me. "Akara. He does look different. But not all Summoners are bad."

They didn't even have me in their grasp and yet they were celebrating. As they drop down to silence. Cassandra yells, “You will bring her to me!” Jess stares through the rows of Wolves. Like me, she was barely tall enough to see. Slowly she reaches a hand out to me, locking it with mine. “You may be my maker, but you are not my Alpha.” I feel my heart race. And still, I couldn’t believe she was doing this. “You are a stupid little girl. You know nothing of our world.” “I know enough to know who is wrong!” Jess squeezes my hand as she stares out in front of her. Her eyes are dark in the same way as Dane said mine become. She was close to shifting. “Bring her to me!” She yells and stomps her f