Jessica Tarlov Father Novels & Stories

I sat in front of the desk inside my father's office, looking into a large pile of documents and files when I stopped and tried to find out who was in charge with the financing of different households in this pack for the last decade. “Here it is.” I picked up the file and my eyes immediately scanned the documents in search of the financial manager’s name and signature. I slid my fingers to the edge of the document when I suddenly spotted the name George Stokes under the position, Financial Manager. He was the father and only parent of Jessica Stokes. If I remember correctly, he was also one of Easton’s followers, forcing Damien’s warriors to kill him with one swift move. Speaking of which,

6 Months Later, after Jessica had birthed Godsent, she had recovered and looked more beautiful. She finished having her breakfast with her three kids on the second floor of her father's mansion. Mr. Luke Albert had returned home from the village, as he is a 63-year-old man.

I know their relationship and still push through on the wedding because I love her so much for my son. If it's Jonathan's child then I'm willing to take that child in but I know it wasn't his. I know who Jessicas was that his father isn't aware of but I wasn't aware as well that her father was once hooked up with someone. The child was born farther the month they broke up! The media is harassing us already and I know Homer will take this matter seriously in his hands. I'm not scared of that because I know the truth!

It was almost like everything he thought he knew in life, everything he was a wolf, was a complete lie. Right down to his own father’s death. Jess revealed to him how they come from the same bloodline as Benjamin Davis. She didn’t want to tell him, and it was something she was hoping to keep from him his entire life. But Sabrebite was in danger and Jonathan needed to understand how bad things were looking. Now he understood and he couldn’t help but feel disgusted. “I was really young,” Jess told him, “when my mother had to pack me up across the continent. I watched her be bullied, beaten, and ridiculed by those who were supposed to be friends and family.”

"We're all happy for you, man, really. But Jessie's still finding her footing, and the Stewarts left her with a mountain of messes to clean up. Don't let anyone from your family put more pressure on her." "Yeah, I know. Get some rest, both of you." He appreciated their concern. Only real brothers would talk to him like that. Not long after they left, Jack stepped out of the shower, and his phone started ringing. The caller ID showed a number from Jefferville City. It was expected. Every time he dated someone new, he'd receive a call to check on him. He answered. "Jessica, why are you calling me this late?" "Your dad wanted me to check in. He heard you've got a new girlfriend. Your past girlf

And the first name on my list… Mr. Elmer Laviste. I could never forget what he did to my father. I could never accept that he was free, while Jessica and I were left in pain and darkness. I could never bring our father back. But I would make sure they paid for what they did. They didn’t deserve happiness. They didn’t deserve to live like they hadn’t destroyed lives. I knew this battle would be even harder… because Jessica loved Mr. Laviste, the man she thought was her father.

"Who?" Gary sighed. "I'm sorry, Jessica. But the person is none other than Edwin Turner. The father of your children." Jessica's heart made a huge leap to her throat, and she gasped for air. This was even more heartbreaking than the bet she got to know about. "What?" She asked shakily. "You're lying, right? What has Edwin got to do with my father?" "I don't know, Jessica. But with all evidence, Edwin had a hand in it. I will forward you the proof. You can go through it yourself."

He then said with a hedging voice, "Jessica, are you dating that Davison kid?" Jessica found what Morgan said funny. "Dad, what are you talking about? It hasn't been long since I got a divorce." "You know the options are open to you all the time. It's just that I've heard some gossip about that kid. I'm afraid you might get fooled." "I won't, Dad." Jessica hung up the phone and logged in to YouTube. As expected, someone posted Jessica's dance with Terry last night. Someone even posted pictures of Terry giving Jessica a ride on I*******m.

I say, but he’s too quick to dismiss me, without even knowing what I’m here for. “Trevor, I’m sorry, but now’s not a good time. I have pack matters to attend to, and it’s of great importance. This young lady, her name is Jessica,” Dad introduces, and I frown with disinterest. I couldn’t be paid to care, but I turn to look at her again, and I can’t shake off the feeling that I’ve seen her somewhere. Dad continues. “And she has just helped us realize that there has been unauthorized use of magic on pack grounds.”

SOME DRUNKEN YEARS AGO PARRISH’S POV I remember how it felt – the days leading from Jessica father’s death. I had been so ridden with guilt that I could barely look her in the eye. “Nothing good is going to come out from you still seeing her – end it now” my father had said to me but it was easier for him to say when he didn’t understand the circumstances surrounding it. She was carrying my child – a fact that I never told my father. How could I just leave her?