Jessica Nolan Novels & Stories

"From Jessica losing her job?" Marcus flipped through his notes. "Several possibilities. Roman Stone—" "Roman?" "He's been spending time with her. Offering help. He could be positioning himself as her only ally." I kept my face still. But something stirred beneath the surface. "Who else?" Marcus continued. "Linda. She has connections to the charity and a history with you. If Jessica is out of the picture—" "Linda doesn't have that kind of technical skill," I said quickly. "You're sure?"

confirmed jade. "don't even dare." said jane unlocking the car to head out. the car lights gave a care look through the fog until they turned themselves off. "that's not funny." panted jade. "stay calm. nothing is gonna happen." mined peter. passed and into the fog jane continued until jade and peter couldn't see her at all. after a few steps inside, out in the middle of the road was a naked lady laid unconscious. her head turned looking forward and both her hands placed tight together on her belly.

Why did she leave her alive to undergo all the suffering? She had the urge to destroy. Destroy anything that came her way. She wanted to kill someone. But who was she? Did she even have the right to express how she felt? A lonely omega. A slave. What right did she deserve to have love and a family? … After Lily dealt with Maya, she went to her mom's room. "Have you dealt with that bitch?" Melissa asked. "Yes, mom. I think it was quite a blow to her." Lily said, sounding like she was really sorry.

“You know Nathan’s grandmother right? She told me that Jake’s grandmother, Judith worked with her. That’s why they are close.” Oh I had no idea. Wow. “Danika, we have to leave in 10 minutes.” Jake shouts from outside startling me. I quickly take a look at myself. I was wearing a blue sundress with flats and I left my hair open. “Okay I have to go. I’ll talk to you later.” I whisper in the phone as I start looking for my handbag. “Call me and tell me every single detail okay?” She says, making me laugh, I like how she was just genuinely interested in my life. Compared to all the other ‘friends’ I’ve had who were just there for popularity.

“You were, how did you,” Jessica tilted her head. “Oh, I’ve been here all along. You just never looked close enough.” Ethan moved in front of Olivia, trembling with rage. “Stay away from her.” Jessica smiled faintly. “Oh, Ethan. You still think you’re her protector?” Her gaze slid to Olivia. “He doesn’t know the half of it, does he?” Olivia felt her throat tighten. “What are you talking about?” Jessica took another step closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. “The woman in those recordings, the one standing over the burning car, the one in the clinic, the one signing those transfers, it was you.”

Jessica smiles, waving back with Damon, Kelvin, and Carl shouting her name from their car behind Lucian's own as she smiles back at them, waving also, only to catch sight of a lady seated. “Who is she?” Jessica asked curiously, staring at the car. “Oh yeah, her name is Novela…” “She's a friend and a business partner; there's nothing else aside from that, trust me.” Lucian replied with a calm voice. Gray, seeing Jessica staring at Novela, then steps out of the car and walks up to them inside. “What's going on?” “Jessica is asking about Novela.” Lucian replied quickly. “Novela is just a close ally, and moreover, she's quite loyal and trustworthy; it's better she's for us than against us.” Gray

“It was only two months without medication. How could she die? It was only two months…” Her eyes reddened, and her voice trembled as she questioned me again and again. I let out a cold laugh. “Jaime, are you feeling guilty because you killed someone?” Her face turned ashen. “It was only two months. How could she die without medication?” “Do you know that I fell off a cliff, was taken to the hospital, and stayed in a coma for a month? Did you visit my mother even once during that month?”

“And who are you?” Jessica straightened her shoulders, her voice sounding firm so the receptionist knew how serious this was. “Jessica Johnson. Olivia kidnapped my daughter recently and I found out that she was just released on bail.” The woman blinked, her stank face mask slipping away for just a moment before she resumed hitting her keyboard. “One moment.” As the receptionist worked to get them an answer, Ricky leaned in closer to her, his voice just low enough for only Jessica to hear what he had to say. “You’re doing great, love. Keep calm and we’ll get the information.”

Jessa gave me a small smile, but I could tell her mind was still spinning. Good. Because that meant the seed was planted. And maybe, just maybe, Noah Carter was about to find out what it meant to earn a second chance—with Jessa Lombardi of all people. By the time the last bell rang, Jessa still looked like she had about fifty unsent text messages swirling in her head. She barely said two words the whole walk to the parking lot, and when she slid into my passenger seat, she did that thing where she stared out the window like the trees had all the answers.

and that was in a Stern warning tone. I entered the car and drove some houses away from the bar. I checked my phone to see the lady's location and it turned out she went home. Such a boring life to live. Now that I have her location, I drove to my house to have a nice rest, being alert to her movements. JESSICA'S POV