Jessie X James Novels & Stories

Jeremy was a wonderful male, and I always enjoyed spending time with Clair, and Beth. I was just sitting down to dinner with Lexi, Norm, Colby, and Marcus when two people Lexi, and I had started getting to know walked over to 1us. Her name is Jessie, and she’s a really good person too. She’s an Omega like me, and the same height as me. She has brown eyes, and dark brown that she keeps shoulder length. She’s soft spoken most of the time, but when the situation calls for it, she makes her presence known. Her mate Ace was actually two grades ahead of me in high school, and one of the more studious people. Until Jessie graduated, Ace would be staying here with her.

She just called him the other one! “I am James Lacrosse,” he told her. “Right, James,” she replied. “What are you two going to be doing?” She asked, and it disappointed James when she didn’t have the typical reaction. “Whoa, wait a minute,” Lily stated, holding up her hands. “You’re not going to do the whole ‘the James Lacrosse’ and get that ‘I am about to piss in my pants’ look?” Lily asked her, and Jessie smiled.

Then he supplied the unnecessary introduction, which he failed to do earlier when she first showed up. "You've met... Tessa Nile. She's a... guest from the Forest Moon!" It looked like he wouldn't introduce me. The girl's eager wait made him add, "This is her twin, Rave, I mean Sophia!" "Are they both visiting from Los Angeles? That's interesting." Jett ignored her question. He looked so uncomfortable and was avoiding my gaze as she extended her hand to me. Her smile seemed so innocent and oblivious. Or was I mistaken? It was impossible. She was my attacker! I let her hang for a moment before taking her hand. Holding it firmly, I tilted it to get a better look at the tattoo and decided that

Jesse asks, leaning back in his chair, his thick thighs parted. I nod with a smile. “I am, and a dancer. I studied criminology at university, but honestly, I love singing.” I shrug. “I sang at a bar to pay for my accommodation and courses, and then just decided to stay on after.” “She’s really good,” Xavier mumbles, his mouth filled with food. Jesse’s lips quirk down at that as he stares at Xavier in disgust for a moment before looking back at me. “Well, maybe I’ll see you perform one day. I bet you’re quite the performer,” he comments, those dark eyes dropping to my lips.

I smiled politely, my voice carrying a touch of charm and mystery. "I saw Ms. Maurice's poster while passing by a theater abroad. Unfortunately, I didn’t have time to step inside and truly appreciate it." Jessy replied with a gentle grace. "Ms. Ceres, the pleasure is mine. I'll be performing at the theater in a few days. If you’re available, I’d love to see you there." There was something uncanny about Jessy. Much like Anita, who was also a dancer, Jessy had a soft, slender appearance with an air of delicate vulnerability. But Jessy’s presence lacked Anita’s cold edge, her aura instead carrying a strange warmth that drew attention.

"My order seems much simpler.” "It's much easier to be answered," hummed a voice that made the hair on my arm shiver. With a wide smile and a walk loaded from that power, Jessy approached. She wore an overcoat that morning, above a dark green jumpsuit that covered her to the ankle, but left a neckline between her full breasts. She wore shiny heels, and just pulled glasses over her hair, blinking her beautiful brown eyes towards me. Even though I had already touched her, even though I already knew what her taste was, I still felt the world stop when she approached. I still felt the angels touching the harp in my ears at every step she took closer. It was mesmerizing.

Okay Jessie," they replied and left the room. Jessie came downstairs in a black, slim-fit dress which enhanced her rounded curves, creamy skin and grey orbs. She had her long black hair flowing around her shoulders and had decided against applying any makeup that evening. "You're so beautiful, my darling Jessica," Chase remarked when she got to the dining table, drawing out a seat for her beside him. "Thanks Chase, you're also looking good," Jessie said. "She's not the only pretty one. What about me? I thought you said I was the most beautiful?" Crystal teased with her hands folded across her chest. "Crystal dear, you of course are more beautiful," Chase said cheekily which caused a big smil

"Okay. Thanks. What about some lip balm? That okay with you?" Jenson opened his eyes and almost smiled at the uncertainty in her soft voice. Her tone alone denoted nervousness and some anxiety, but he wasn't sure what caused it. "Yeah. Just nothing too pink or red. Please. Just trimmed my beard this morning. Don't wanna look more baby-faced than DJ over there." "DJ?" Jessi grinned, her dark brows creasing. They looked naturally thick up-close. Long lashes and almost puppy-dog eyes. Beautiful. And her skin had a youthful glow. Her entire face would be perfect for any makeup product brochure.

She thought back when she and Alpha James were together that it would be a wonderful life together, they would run the pack together and they would grow the pack and take over more land and become the biggest pack in all the region. When she was marked by James, she knew something just wasn’t right with him. When they came home that night from the Blue Moon Ball after Luna Alex told him she found her new mate in Alpha Jaxson, she just knew James would never be the same as when they first met and became a couple. She knew James was hurt that Alex wouldn’t take him back and when she found out that he was bound to get her back no matter what he had to do and no matter how long it took, Jessica

This Jessa… is different. Her hair falls in soft, glossy waves around her face, framing her warm brown eyes. She’s wearing a simple black dress, the kind that hugs her curves just enough to show them off without trying too hard. There’s a hint of color on her lips, a touch of shimmer on her cheeks. She looks… breathtaking. Like someone completely new. My throat goes dry, and for a second, I forget how to breathe. ⸻ Whispers ripple through the crowd. “Is that Jessa Lombardi?”