Jessica Jung Book Novels & Stories

It feels like I lost the inspiration even to want to write books in the first place. "Well, that’s why we’re here. You need to be able to let loose and live life to the fullest to have these authentic feelings. So just let go and relax. I’m going to be by your side-" Jessica's reassurance is interrupted by a text. She takes out her phone to see what the text was about. She looks up and has a face full of guilt. "I’m sorry, Christine, but I have to get something. I’ll be right back, and if I’m not, then I’ll text you," Jessica stood and leaves me by myself.

It somehow felt like I was reliving memoirs that should normally haunt me. I shook my head to come out of my own head. I kept walking round the tall shelves, jumping up and holding the shelf for support. I stopped in front of one part, and my eyes caught a title that intrigued me. “The Demon King, and the human he desires.” The title read. I just observed it from where I was, wondering about what I'd get from the book. “It works now!” Jessica's voice rang through the house. I hurriedly grabbed the book, and I left to see her.

Chapter 116 en Pregnant? One month later. Jessica was in Singapore. During this time, she tried to make peace with herself. No matter how hard she forgot Lexi and busied herself with her lectures, the man's face, Lexi, was always present when she opened or closed her eyes. This morning, Jessica just finished showering. She was preparing for her college schedule today. However, she suddenly felt nauseous and dizzy at the same time. "Hoek.”

Jessica was at the entrance of their house with Jenny, a girl of same age range with her that stays in the neighbourhood, they got talking but Jessica seem to be drifting away from everything Jenny was telling her, " Please I don't want to give that a try I'm scared" " Trust me Jessica, your going to like it, you can save up money and get your own apartment" " What if my aunty gets back and find out I've done it?" “ She would never, unless you tell her"

"You might think you look all cool now, acting like you don't care but I know you do care and you are jealous I am living the life you have always dreamt of--" Cara let out a chuckle but Jessica kept on talking anyway. "--the man you love, the money, the child! Everything you wanted is what I have now and you will never get it so don't try to pretend to me like you are cool with all of this. Remember that I can read you like an open book." "That must mean you are currently reading the book upside down." Cara plainly said.

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."

Banners hanging from nearby buildings. Jess found them a spot near the front, pushing through like it was nothing. “How do you do that?” Maya asked as they settled on the grass. “Do what?” “Move through people like they’re not there.” Jess shrugged. “I pretend we’re all in a crowded mall and everyone’s trying to sell me something I don’t want. Gives me the right energy.” “That’s actually smart.” “I know. Full of wisdom.” Jess tilted her face toward the sun. “You should write my biography someday. ‘Jessica Harper: A Legacy of Occasional Genius.’”

Noah finally spoke again. “Are you tired?” The question was simple. I looked at him briefly before answering. “A little.” He nodded quietly. He didn’t say anything else after that. Jessica then started talking about the book she had just bought. She opened her shopping bag slightly and showed the cover. “This is actually a mystery novel.” Angel immediately leaned forward with interest. “A mystery with murder?” Jessica laughed. “Why does it have to be murder?” Angel grinned. “A mystery without murder feels less exciting.” Noah said casually,

I rushed downstairs, weaving through the crowd until I was out. “Hi! Please, I need your help! My name is Jessica Reese and I’ve been kidnapped by a very dangerous man!" I blabbered as soon as I got to black car, my heart galloping in my chest. If Vincenzo caught me with this guy, we were both dead.

I sank into it, the room spinning violently around me. What I give, I can also take away. The words looped in my mind, a chilling mantra that froze the blood in my veins. Jessica had always been soft. She was the girl who skipped meals just so I could buy textbooks. She was the girl who held my hand in the hospital, pale and weak, smiling through her own excruciating pain just to assure me that everything would be fine after the transplant surgery. She didn't know how to be cruel. She didn't know how to bite back.