Jessica Jones Novel Novels & Stories

"You were imprisoned on the inside. I was imprisoned on the outside." I coughed so hard I couldn't speak. Zayne rushed forward and shoved her. "If you don't leave right now, I'm calling the police!" Jessica froze for a moment. She glanced at Jeremy, then smiled as she grabbed Zayne's hand. "Oh my, so you even have an illegitimate son out here? I can tell—he's definitely yours. When something goes wrong, his first instinct is to call the cops." She turned to Jeremy and noticed his scowl. Then she quickly put on a mask of understanding.

My first enemies in nothing less than 24 hours. "You got your locker and keys? " Charlie asked. I dangled the keys in front of her "Got them" From the side of my eyes in the dim lightening of the road I saw someone trying to catch up with us, a slender almost painfully thin girl with a mass of dark brown curls. I imagine a soft wind blowing her off. She smiled wide and waved, "Charlie, whose the new friend? " she asked in a high voice. "Jessica Underwood. Senior, Class 2". She glanced at me "Don't worry Zoe here is harmless, she was the constant butt of the Bad Boys Club "

This was the first day of the new life of the new and improved Jessica Harris. ******************************THE END************************************* I WOULD APPRECIATE HONEST FEEDBACK FROM THE READERS

Jessica didn't expect Clarice to remember the time she found someone to kidnap her and tried to get someone to sleep with Clarice and Nicholas to find out. You have to know that although she was the one who planned the plot to frame Clarice, she didn't succeed at all. What's more, she was thrown out of the Cassano family mansion by Olivia, causing her to lose out. “Ms. Johnson, you should be glad we got in. Imagine, if it were reporters who saw this, where would you put your parents' faces?” When Edward saw Jessica's look of hatred towards Clarice, he couldn't help but lazily open his mouth to remind her.

"Jessica, your personal writing is your right. As long as it doesn't interfere with your job here, the company has no authority to interfere—and we wouldn't want to." "I just looked at some of your work. It's very well written. We're lucky to have someone with your creativity on the team." I finally let myself exhale. "Thank you." She stood and extended her hand. "Welcome to the team, Jessica. I hope this won't affect you. We're looking forward to your work in your new role." "Thank you. I won't let you down." Walking out of Emily's office, my steps felt lighter. J. Nova is a thriller author I've loved for years, which is why I kept that figurine. Casey had actually asked me my pen name befo

The first thing David found when he got home was that Jessy was reading a novel, the girl didn't seem to realize that David was behind her now. The man patted Jessy's shoulder, sat beside his wife. "What are you reading?" David glanced briefly at the novel in Jessy's hand, the cover was just a bloody rose against a black and white background. The girl turned her head to the side. "Reading mystery novels, this novel is very good and unexpected." "Very good and unexpected, what made that novel get such an evaluation from you?"

Jessica taunted, taking a threatening step forward. Jenny wanted to question her motives but was sharply interrupted. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," Jessica warned, her voice dripping with manipulation. "I'll take them all out!" Jessica brandished the detonator as if Jenny hadn't already noticed it, clearly demonstrating the control she held over their lives. Jenny remained immobile, yet her voice was firm when she demanded, "Why are you doing this, Jessica? I thought we were on the same side." Jessica looked on, satisfied that she had Jenny exactly where she wanted her, but her expression quickly shifted to anger. "Why does everything happen because of you, Jenny? You're always at the

“Just once… let me watch you while you write.” Jessica managed a faint smile. “I don’t have plans to start a new book yet. I just finished Red Thorn, and I think my mind deserves a little rest…” She paused for a moment, her gaze drifting forward as if she were seeing something only she could envision. “…But I think I already know what kind of story I’ll write next.” “Really!? What kind of book?” Jerome asked, his voice brimming with excitement. Jessica fell into deep thought before speaking. “I think it’s time I write about something more real…stories grounded in truth. My next book will be inspired by actual experiences.”

IT JUST FOCUS MORE ON JESSICA REVENGE) THANKS CHAPTER 1: BLOOD AND BETRAYAL ~ JESSICA POV ~ The motel room reeks of cigarettes and broken dreams. I stand outside unit 47, rain dripping from my hood onto cracked pavement that's seen better decades. My heart hammers against my ribs—not from fear, but from anticipation. *Ten years, Miller. Ten fucking years.* I slide the master key I lifted from the distracted desk clerk into the lock. The door creaks open like a coffin lid.

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