Jessie Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The main door of the Anandita residence swung open loudly. Jessy walked in with an irritated sigh. “That brat,” she muttered under her breath. “Asking me to marry him? Crazy. Completely insane.” Jessy tossed her bag onto the sofa and rubbed her face with both hands. Her cheeks were still warm from embarrassment, but her frustration was stronger. “One kiss and he already dares to propose? Who does he think I am? A doll? Or some naïve high school girl?” Jessy grumbled as she walked to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water.

"You've met the gang. Supposedly, I'm the brain dead meet head, Sarah is the eccentric nursing student and Oliver just doesn't know when to shut up." Jessie just couldn't stop smiling. I could feel her happiness just radiating off of her like rays of sunshine, pumping me full of my own serotonin. "Well, I'm Jessie. I teach piano lessons at RayShawn Middle School. Though, I aspire to become a composer. I did one work on an indie video game. Just moved out here, hoping for the next opportunity." She meekly shrugged. "Video games. Is that why you thought she was a dude?" Sarah scrunched her brows to Oliver. "Dear Lord, Ollie."

Jess sighed exhaustedly and said, “I think I’m dying, Haru. I swear I’m going to die. I mean it. There is not one hot gay couple in the restaurant. What is wrong with tonight? I need at least one hot gay couple to revive my strength. I swear if there are none by the time we finish at twelve tonight, when I get home, I’m going to binge-read some Yaoi manga until morning.” Jess was a hardcore fujoshi and was obsessed with anything to do with Yaoi or LGBT, be it manga, light novels, anime, or movies. It always amazed me because she looked nothing like the fujoshi type. Jess was a blond-haired, blue-eyed beauty. The type that every guy wanted to date. Except Jess wasn’t in the least bit interest

“I used to do this before, but you never complain, and you never get mad at me.” “God, Jess. The last time you did this, you were ten years old!” I yelled, stopping when her bra hit my face. “What is your problem?” She snarled, walking toward me. “You keep on shouting, and it makes me nervous. I can’t find my other bra.” I opened my mouth, wanting to tell her the truth that I found her hot and sexy, and I wished to kiss and touch her. Yet here she was, standing before me, wearing nothing but her panties and looking more desirable as she pursed her lips and glared her eyes.

Jess gasped as the warmth of it touched her, sending ripples down her spine. “Please,” she finally managed. “Make it better.” Gavin smirked. “Please fuck me, daddy.” Jessie pleaded between moans, and Gavin slid it in. Jessie gasped at the first thrust, her body shaking with excitement. She knew— even before he moved for the second thrust— she knew she was close.

With that, Josh goes in a flat spin and leaves out the door, but before he does, he turns back to me again, “You better be out there when Jessie is done.” And then he is gone; I start scratching around in another girl’s locker that I know wears a wig when she goes out on the floor. Much to my relief and utter disgust, for I do not like being a blonde, I find one that I am trying to put on with the utmost perfect precision. Now I sit and wait. Next, I see Jessie come through the back door and look oddly at me. “Is that you, Cassie?” “Yes, is it working?” “Well, what are you trying to do?”

Mark The next six weeks are a fever dream we live inside the flat. Jessy moves in the same day she tells me. One duffel bag, her laptop, a teddy bear she’s had since primary school. She never goes back to her mother’s house. I clear out half my closet without being asked. Her vanilla body-wash appears in my shower. Her prenatal vitamins sit on the kitchen counter next to my coffee beans. The red sheet stays on the bed permanently now; we decided it’s the flag of our new country.

And once doubt entered the mind, control becomes easy. Jake still hadn't learned that. He ruled with force, pressure, obsession and possession. Everything about him was intense and that was why Jessica ran from him in the first place. I picked up my glass and took a slow sip, my thoughts drifting back to the look in her eyes the day I met her in Jake's suite. She was angry, guarded and wounded, but beneath all that fire was exhaustion. Jessica Wilson was tired and tired people always searched for peace eventually, and that was where I come in.

I decline, heat rising to my cheeks. “Aah, yes. Your ‘Uncle Hunter’.” Karen says in a teasing tone, causing my cheeks to grow hotter. “It’s not like that.” I protest, but a tiny bit of doubt clouds my mind. I did catch him jerking off to me last night, so maybe it wasn’t so innocent after all. “Sure, it's not.” Karen chuckles, and I sigh, running a hand through my hair. “Well, take it easy, Jess, and let me know if you need anything else. Our team will manage without our superstar contract sealer for a bit.” Karen says, making me smile.

LD I still live in Starmainia in my hidden Paradise. I still train every day and lead missions for my brother and Cristina occasionally when they need my expertise, but I began having fun and exploring different things, places, and adventures. In the process of this all, I have snatched some of Justin's ex-girlfriends and best friends on various occasions for myself. Then, I laugh, smiling, what can I say? I am Jessblue the irresistible and loved by all. The End...