Jessica Jones Novel Novels & Stories

Blood splattered across Jessica’s wedding gown. She didn’t scream.She didn’t breathe.She just stared. The woman’s hand was still clutching her dress. Dead. Jessica looked up at John. His expression was unreadable. “This,” he said quietly,“is why you listen to me.”Jessica realized something in that moment. The mansion wasn’t a home. It was a cage. And she had just seen what happened to people who tried to escape. Jessica didn’t remember falling. But she felt her body going down. The gunshot echoed long after the woman’s body hit the floor.

the driver asked. Jessica looked forward, not at him, her hand rested on her bag,the file was inside it She could feel it even without touching it. “Just go” she said after a moment. The car pulled into the road. Jessica leaned back against the seat. The window reflected her face faintly. She didn't look at it for long. A traffic light turned red ahead. Jessica watched it change without really noticing when it turned green. ******* Room 206 felt too quiet before she even opened the door. Jessica stopped once outside it, not long just enough to notice. Then she went in.

“Don’t do anything stupid, Jessica.” She laughs, shaking her head. “Oh, sweetheart. It’s already done.” ___ Jessica’s POV – A New Order I walk into the dining room with my head held high, my heels clicking against the floor as I take my seat at the head of the table. The maids immediately begin serving breakfast, moving with the precision I expect from them. Yet, despite the delicious aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling sausage, Chloe and Stanley’s mother remain motionless, their arms crossed, their plates untouched.

he gestured toward the screens, filled with riots, collapsed governments, and shattered institutions— “you have two choices.” Lena’s fists tightened. “Let someone else put the pieces back together. Or take control yourself.” Jessica’s Move Jessica Ramirez had always been good at running. She had spent years hacking into places she wasn’t supposed to be, stealing information from the most powerful men in the world. But right now, she wasn’t fighting firewalls. She was fighting for her life. Her breath came in short, sharp bursts as she weaved through the crowded subway station, hood pulled up, heart pounding.

I had been busy with work at Monet's and my book at home, but they still managed to make sure I was involved in every conversation that was being brought up. Jessica is officially a published author. Her science fiction novel is out everywhere and she had given her family, her girlfriends (and Chris of course) new copies of her book for free. We were all so happy for her, it was like seeing your sister successful. "If I'm successful we're all successful." She said and a group of awws were exchanged and we hugged each other. We forced Chris to join us and he did.

So far, no suspect has been arrested for his murder, nor do the authorities care. On a bright Saturday morning, Mike is sitting on the edge of the master room bed, gliding socks onto his feet when a gentle knock vibrates from the door. “Come in…” he said softly. The doorknob turned and Jessica peeped in. Something about her eye, a hint of fear weaved noticeable deep in it. “Mike…” she said low “Yes Jess…come here…” she slowly walked in with a large book in her hand. Mike frowned at the book.

Caspian was filled with gratitude for teaching her something. He was grateful that he had met Solana Gibson in Evergreen Town. But now, the best disciple in the eyes of Caspian had fallen into the arms of Jessica, and her eyes were closed. Her body was as light as a feather. Then, she became colder and colder at a terrifying speed. At this moment, Jessica could hardly feel the breath of life from her. "Stand up!" Jessica took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, held Solana Gibson in her arms, and wanted Solana to stand up straight.

As he changed his shoes, Dominic asked casually, "Who?" "Rosie," Jessica replied. Dominic paused. The name sounded familiar, and then it clicked. She was from the Jones family in the capital, Shaun's younger sister. "Is she coming to see you? When will she arrive?" he asked. Jessica shook her head. "She only said she's on a flight today. I told her not to come find me." Autumn reacted with surprise. "The Jones from the capital?" Skyline City was growing more crowded by the day. People from the Hales, the Jones, and the Andersons were all converging here.

I wasn't a moon goddess anymore. I was just Jessica—the girl who had been sold for gambling debts, now covered in the mud of a world that wanted to consume her. Jax didn't stop. He didn't even look down at me. His grip on my thighs and back tightened until it was borderline painful, his leather bracers biting into my skin. "Thorne’s trackers have ears like bats, Jessica. Every word you speak is a beacon. You talk, we die. And I don't plan on dying in a hole because you’re feeling stubborn."

Jessica ducked instinctively. Michael's voice hardened. "They won't stop until one of us is dead". She steadied her breath, picking up her fallen weapon. Her eyes, fierce and unyielding, locked on the distant rooftops. "Then let's make sure it's not us". And as lightning rippled through the sky, Jessica Collins betrayed lover, hunted survivor, and unwilling warrior rose from the ashes of her pain. This wasn't the end of the story. It was only the beginning of her war.