Jessie Walker Author Novels & Stories

But seeing that same wristwatch I've fantasized about day and night on another man's wrist almost drives me nuts. Wait, why exactly is Allister Blackwaters here right now? What is he doing with a poor, desperate Omega? Desperate… That’s the word. Jess is desperate, and it seems her desperation to climb into a Pack’s top status is what fuels her to go straight for Alphas instead of men at the same level and rank with her. So, she left me, and immediately, she's jumping onto another Alpha bed? But this time around, it's not just any Alpha. It's the Lycan king!

Honestly, I feel so sad for her because unlike Ray, Walker is going to punish her! .You see that too?? But whatever.... she's a girl with fire in her hurricane sand bones.... I'm definitely vouching for her. And I think you should too. keep voting and leaving your reviews. Share this book too, to as many places as. Winning Walker is the next romance thingy! unlike ours, I pray the author finishes this in a jiffy. I love you!!! sincerely, Emem yonas.

The situation that I had found myself in was truly unexpected and far from ideal; however, I knew that I had to be brave, and I had to find a way to make the most out of it. “Introduce yourselves,” Madame Cassandra ordered. “I’ll go first. I’m Jessie. It’s nice to meet you all,” Jessie said. Jessie spoke with so much confidence that I was stunned. Her dark red hair was braided into two thick braids on the side of her face, and she had very wide green eyes. She turned to smile at me and the other girl after introducing herself. “Next,” Madame Cassandra urged. --To be continued…

at an after-party here in LA. But Jessi didn't want to bring it up, even though she was here all alone with Darren. It was none of her beeswax; she wouldn't dip her hand in the rumor mill just because everyone else did. Then a knock on the trailer door caught their attention. She paused to look to her left. The door just opened. Jenson walked right in with a medium-sized paper bag. He smiled at her for a second, then focused his attention on Darren. "And here we see the domesticated sugar-dependent creature in their natural habitat..."

Pam tripped and almost fell against Jess in the scuffle. “How is it that you seem to attract all the men in this company? What was Walker asking you?” Pam asked. She was drunk and she could barely speak coherently. Jess wondered how it was possible for her to walk upright. “Despite what you think, this was about work,” Jess said. She was beginning to resent Pam and her accusations. It was already bad enough that Jess had to endure a tense relationship with William because she had cut ties with him. But to be accused of having an inappropriate relationship with her mentor was overbearing.

Not dramatic. Just… not amused. Jackson winced. “I’ll talk to her later.” “Good plan,” I said. “Preferably before she murders you with words.” “That woman is terrifying,” he muttered. “True love,” I replied solemnly. We both laughed, but then my attention drifted down the hallway. Because Jessa was walking toward us now. She wasn’t rushing. She wasn’t hiding. She was just… moving through the space like she belonged there. And yeah, people noticed.

We took a seat by the window at the back, with a superb view of Walker's Inc. I took a bite of my food, and almost melted. Jessie always made the food better than Jenny. You and I. We talked lightly, nothing too serious. I could see that there was something on your mind. You didn't say, and I didn't ask. Even though I was dying to know.

“Lead the way, mate.” Jessie walked up the front steps to Justice’s home, a little nervous since she’d never been inside it before. She hoped she loved it as much as the house she’d just left. She reached for the door handle to open it for him. “Wait.” She glanced at him, arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms over her chest as he set down her bags. “What? Did you leave it a mess?” He chuckled. “Stay here. Don’t peek.” He opened the door, shoved it wide and

"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."

Vanessa eyed Jessie before asking, "What do you do? I mean where do you work? You're in a dress which is suitable for a workplace which means you have a day job. Tell me about it." "Jessie is a blogger and a writer. She also works with a small company," Chase replied, caressing Jessie's hand. "I believe Jessie can speak for herself," Vanessa said. "I'm sorry, but I don't think we're here to discuss me. Why don't you tell me what you're doing here? I expected to have dinner together with my family," Jessie said with a stiff smile.