Jessica Lee Moore Novels & Stories

P.o.V. Moira/Trajan Alessa bucked and snapped but couldn’t force Moira off of her back. Finally she began to change forms, but Moira was ready and planted their feet while drawing up to full height. Jessica was more than a head shorter and couldn’t hold her footing. As she began to stop struggling, Moira quickly released the chokehold and locked her down to the ground. They didn’t want to hurt their friend. A submission would be enough, and Jessica had no more options if the rest of the group could take down the other three.

she turned to Jessica, " And who might you be?" " I am…wait a minute, aren't you the famous Nikki on social media. Ooh, my god!!! I can't believe I am seeing you this cheaply without spending a dime. I am one of your biggest fans. It is me. Jess. I comment on all your posts, and I follow you on every platform. You even gifted me on a particular occasion. I think it was your birthday or so. You are amazing. I love your hair and your whole DIY. The way you-"

“I also just wanted to wish you luck for the rest of the season, Noah. I know how this time of the year can be for you.” Noah nods curtly in acknowledgment but still doesn’t look too happy to see her. He pulls me away, giving Jessica a decisive wave as we walk off. Despite his apparent eagerness to remove himself from the situation, I can’t help but wonder about their history. As we get into his car, I eventually just go for it and decide to ask him. “Hey, who was that?” He pauses for a second before he answers. “Jessica Moore. My ex.” The breath goes out of me in a small whoosh. I had my suspicions but his confirmation of it still rattles me more than I’d like to admit. Jessica is beautiful

--- ‎**(Aurora)** “Actress Jessica Williams has been involved in a ghastly accident. She’s currently receiving treatment at Westland Hospital. Fans across the nation have flooded social media with get-well-soon messages. We hope she makes a quick recovery.” The words droned from the TV like distant echoes. I chewed another cookie, unfazed. The news about Jessica had spread like wildfire. Part of me hoped she wouldn’t die, yet. I hadn’t tortured her nearly enough. Watching her squirm had just begun to get interesting. I couldn’t wait. Richard’s torment would be my masterpiece — more vicious, more intimate, a slow unravelling designed to break him from the inside out. A deliciously intricate k

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

Danika Williams As much as I hate to say it: I’ve been a good girl. Jake didn’t seem to care, he was way too professional and it was getting on my nerves. You know what maybe I don’t need this, I don’t need to follow a man’s instructions, just so that he’ll have sex with me. That’s just crazy, I can’t be so desperate for him, right? He thinks I’ve anger issues but I just think everyone around me is very dumb and oversensitive.

"What in the Goddess’s name are they playing at, Mars? Since when does the High Shaman issue a decree of treason based on a single whisper from Brooke Caldwell?" Jessa Moore was pacing the floor of her den, her fur bristling even in her human form. She looked like she was ready to shift and tear the throat out of anyone wearing the Walker crest. "I’m staring right at the Westline Holdings portal, Jessa. It’s not a whisper. It’s an execution order."

JESSICA'S POV. A WEEK LATER. "Jessica," Daniel called from outside while I recited my prepared lines one last time in the living room mirror. "I'm Melissa and I'm an environmentalist who loves animals, children and works for an NGO." "Jessica please!" "I'm coming," I screamed, giving myself one last glance in the mirror.

But tonight, Jessica Owen was no queen. She was a prisoner. And for the first time, she realized just how close her world was to crumbling completely.

Jessica was wearing a short one-piece leather dress and boots. With the heavy makeup, she looked aggressive. “It’s been a long time, Mrs. Collins,” Jessica said to Alice mockingly, stressing the word “Mrs. Collins,” “I’m sure you didn’t expect to see me here!”