Jessica Vestal Daughter Age Novels & Stories

she pointed the dagger at Ethan’s bleeding body “he knows everything.” Jessica, Years Before,.. Jessica was younger then, barely twenty. She wore pearls around her neck, her dress neat and proper. To the world she was the daughter of Senator Carlisle, beautiful, privileged, untouchable. But beneath that mask, Jessica had been desperate. She sat at her father’s long dining table, staring at the man across from her. His name was Victor Hale. He was older, heavyset, with hands too quick and a laugh too loud. His eyes lingered on her too long. Her father had called him “a business ally.” Jessica had known better.

“Baby, at the time I couldn’t say much about it. It was best that you were married back then, and he wanted you – warts, baggage, and all. You needed to be married.” “I know, Momma. No need to remind me,” Jessica mumbled. “I didn’t mean anything by it. With that being said, when is my granddaughter coming?” “Drake and I decided it would be best for her to finish the school year. She’ll be able to start ninth grade in New York.” “That’s a long time for you not to be with your daughter,” her mother commented.

I hear a girl say in almost a whisper it's as if she is trying to keep quiet so she won't get caught. "Chto za chert?" I say with my thick Russian accent. (what the hell?)"Who is dis?"I say I guess she is trying to think if she should continue a few seconds later she does. "It's Jaymes, Jadens little sister please tell him I need him to help me please. I know it's later but he is the only one I can call, tell him he told me that I can reach out to him anytime at my parents and brother's funeral. Well I'm reaching out now. Please." she said crying as quietly as she can now I know she is hiding and sit up my bed realizing that she might really need help.

Pedro said while pulling me back to his chest. Vadim looked confused and amused at the same time. "I didn't know you found yourself a girlfriend Gio," Vadim said while chuckling. Pedro rolled his eyes and kissed my forehead. "Don't touch my sister again Vadim." He practically growled while tightening his hold on me. Now the entire Volkov family looked confused. "Sister?" Questioned Dima looking at Dad for an explanation. "Yes, Jessica is my daughter," Dad said. "How? We didn't know you have a daughter and we've known each other for years." Alina questioned with a confused frown.

The binding stone pulses against my chest. Hot. Insistent. Pushing back against every protective instinct I have. "Because last I checked," Celeste continues, "I'm the Beta's daughter. Future mate to the next Alpha. And you're... what exactly?" The words are designed to destroy. To remind Jessica—and everyone watching—exactly how powerless they are against real authority. It works. Jessica sits down without another word. Abandons Evangeline to face this alone.

She stuttered, her voice heavy and eyes clouded with tears. “I am not a monster, Jessica!” Mr Curtis said, her eyes pinned on her daughter. “She will have the best of everything in life, but she would never be recognised as your child or my granddaughter. One of the curses of being Jake Mathews's daughter, she has to live a life in shadow.”

"Autumn, Jewel, don't blame Jessica for this." After all, Jessica had publicly slapped Jade. One was Jade's daughter, and the other was Jade's younger sister.

Darina has told me many times that she had always wished for the palace to be filled with children's laughter. "Where's my goddaughter?" Jessi asks with her hands on her hips. "She's taking a nap. Nothing messes up her schedule, or she'll be a bear." I tell her as she puts her arm around me. Camilla is almost two and walking around while Rmina and Trevor's son, Zack, tries to follow her on wobbly legs. She's already a miniature Jessi. She is gentle with the little ones but will get fighting mad in a second.

Jessica said to Laura and Mia. "I know that they are probably very worried about me!" Jessica added. "I hope so too, I pray that Mrs. Samad would not get a hold of your letter!" Mia said. "Jessica, how old are you kids by the way?" Laura suddenly asked. "Well, Rose, my eldest daughter is twelve and my second daughter is six. The youngest is almost a year old," Jessica told them. "Oh my goodness, you kids are honestly young but whom did you leave the care of your kids to?" Mia asked.

" I turned to see Kaelos running toward me, his face pale, his eyes filled with panic and something else—fear? Guilt? “Kaelos,” Jessica greeted him in a voice that suddenly became soft, almost sweet. “It's been a long time.” Kaelos stopped beside me, his gaze locked on Jessica and the child in her arms. I watched his face closely, trying to read every emotion, every reaction. “Jessica,” he finally said, his voice controlled but tense. “What are you doing here?” “I'm here because of our daughter,” Jessica replied, lifting Elara slightly. “Elara. She's one year old now. And she has the right to know her father.”