Jessica Mr Wilson Novels & Stories

“Oh, I don’t know… a proper introduction, for starters. Maybe a place for us in your life again.” Us. I froze. The boy’s eyes were green—Kian’s green. His hair, dark and unruly, was an echo I couldn’t deny. My chest tightened, but before I could speak, Kian’s voice cut the air like steel. “Jessica, I’m married.” Jessica’s lips curled into a smile that wasn’t a smile at all. Her gaze flicked to me, sharp as a blade, before she turned back to him. “Then get a divorce,” she said, her words dripping venom. “Because I’m the one carrying the Wilson heir.”

Jessica clapped her hands twice, and as soon as she stood up, four people walked into the house, and straight into the living room. With an inquisitive glare, Suzanne looked at them, and glanced back at Jessica. "Are they the ones?" Jessica smiled, and settled her gaze on the first lady, looking sophisticated in her dark blue jumpsuit. Her hair was plaited into a tight bun that fell across her back. "This is Gina Marcus. Davey's former secretary." Suzanne stared on, and blinked in shock. "And this here," Jessica continued, pointing at a young man who quickly stepped forward, and took a slight now, " is Derrick Brown. I don't know if you know him because he was fired during your marriage with

the beautiful woman who turned out to be Jessica, continued to stare at the news on her social media as her hand shook a glass of wine. "Miss, is this not too much Miss? I mean, what if Mr James gets suspicious of this? It will ruin your career, of course." said her personal assistant. "I don't care! I can persuade the old man in my own way. You take it easy! Let me have some fun for now! Savor my victory! I can't let Allan Watson go to anyone! No! He's too precious for me!" Jessica exclaimed, glaring at her assistant. "But, what about Mr James Matthews, Miss? Will you let him go?" said the assistant.

—She asked her fiancé —Whatever you want, honey, but if you want my opinion, this place is perfect. — Mr. and Mrs. Guiachetti were moved when they heard them, the truth is that they liked and were moved whenever they chose their vineyard for such a special event. Mrs. Lisa turned to Santiago and Luciana who at that moment was tasting her glass of wine.

“I don’t think Belle would want to use the pool when there is a beach.” “I don’t mind,” Belle said, appearing at the wrong moment. “The pool is always warm, and it would be nice to relax there.” “It’s a deal then,” Mrs. Vinters mumbled. My lips parted, but someone interrupted me. “Mom! It’s Jessie, I am back.” Jessica's voice rang in the air, loud like that of a bell. She brushed past me to hug Mrs. Vinters. “I have missed you so much.” Just as she almost touched Mrs. Vinters, Mrs. Vinters moved to the side and held up her hand, making Jessica come to an abrupt halt.

"Will her being sick affect Avas's spirit going into Daisy's body?" The doctor stood there thinking for a second. "no, it won't. Daisy doesn't have a wolf, but because she carries the werewolf gene, her body is slowly attacking her. Ava has a wolf, so that won't happen to her". I realised as I stood there listening to the doctor talk there was still so much I didn't know about my own kind that I really needed to learn. I let the doctor go back to doing her job and went to go find Brax; I was still feeling sad even though I knew no matter what, Daisy would not live. Even without me ending her life, she still wouldn't have a chance. i found brax out in the waiting room. She greeted me with a w

“Good, since you do not love her, why do you intend to make her your wife? Jessica is a very outstanding woman. She is soft spoken but can be fierce when the occasion calls for it, just look at her abilities in the underworld and business world; why would you choose such a woman over Jessica?” “She is the heiress of the Jones family in Millennium City, and we need their alliance if we want to enter the international market in country A. She is also the CEO of Jones Corp. and also very good with business; as for training her in the underworld, I think it's a matter of time before she becomes a master in the field; I have seen her ability to learn new things and adapt.” "Oh, and you are sure s

We could hear the sounds of doors slamming open, people running outside, alarmed by the unexpected attack of sky rockets. And then, amidst all the chaos, there was Ms. Wilson. She was a seventy-year-old woman who lived next door, a strict lady with a sharp tongue who always had something to complain about. That night, however, she wasn’t complaining, she was screaming. She ran out of her house, wrapped in nothing but a towel, another towel secured around her head, wildly gesturing at her home as if she had just witnessed an alien invasion. I don’t know what exactly had happened inside, but given the way she was yelling, it was clear that at least one of our rogue rockets had found its way in

His voice stern, his face formed in a deep frown which clearly shows that he wasn't in for any games. He pinned each one of them with a glare. “Hmmm,” One of them, a middle aged woman stood up from behind her desk, Wilson could read her tag, her name is Jessica, “Well, we heard and have seen some news flying around.” “I thought I said no long talks.” Wilson's frown deepened. “Huh… Uhmm… There is a woman, Natalia Hayes and the news is saying she is Mr Kingsley's ex, no it says she is still his current wife.”

MELISSA'S POV I climbed down the stairs yawning from tiredness. I didn't go to bed on time last night because I couldn't stop watching the late night fashion show displaying. I loved the way they all dressed and spoke eloquently. I really want to be like that, go to school and be able to speak that way. I would talk to Asher about it, maybe he would get me a teacher so I could able to read and write. The little knowledge I have, I learnt from princess Melissa's books which helped me to understand most of human language.