Jill X Nemesis Novels & Stories

Chapter 38 If Jake was right, who would want to do something this cruel and go as far as taking my life? The answer to that question was far from coming. The only enemy I had was Jason, but taking my life was too brutal. Jason was evil, no doubt, but he wouldn’t go that far… would he?

I stated. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T JAXY?" "Jaxy?" questioned Nemesis who stood by the staircase evidently eavesdropping on our whole conversation. She was wearing a red top with grey shorts. Fucking hell, she's going to put me in a mood again. "You must be Nemesis." said Felix getting up from his seat to shake her hand. "Felix Torres." "I'm Reina not Nemesis but your ugly friend over there is actually called Narcissus for the record anyways." she stated wearing a grin.

“She’s lying low, but she’s not hiding.” “She wants us to come to her,” Joseph muttered. “She wants a rematch,” Jillian corrected. “And she won’t stop until one of us is dead.” The air in the room shifted. I felt it. That chill. The cold truth. This wasn’t over. And it wouldn’t be until someone bled for it. After the meeting, Jillian didn’t go back to his office. He took my hand and led me outside into the garden, a place I hadn’t been since arriving. The air smelled like roses and citrus, a strange contrast to the tension clawing at my chest.

But, after prolonged training, the members of Nemesis were now ruthless and possessed extraordinary combat power. The old generation of Nemesis members such as Sigillum and Dhrishit had all arrived. In addition, the new generation of Nemesis members such as Stephen Cole, Matthew Collins, Jamie Sunder, and Torbert Octavius had come to Thailand too. In total, there were thirty-three members of Nemesis, each of whom was a supreme fighter capable of defeating hundreds.

A candle burned low. What do you have in mind? Fenris asked. “Total Annihilation.” Two words, and she fed the letter to the fire, watching it curl and blacken, ash falling softly to the table until nothing remained. “We have a score to settle with Lillia Silvervein and the Silver North, Fenris.” Pure malice seeped out of Lillia’s eyes. “But until then, we will wear the name and bare the crown.” And the killer? Fenris said.

She glanced over at Kaileeh, who was staring at Rian. “Is there a lake nearby?” Jillie asked, now looking at me. I nodded. “You didn’t lose it. You just didn’t follow the rain.” “What?” Garret asked. “It was a Wendigo,” she said. “A Wendigo?” Rian asked. “Yep.” “What makes you think that, Doll?” Mason asked.

"Master told me to pick up a few important stuffs from the mansion." Jill answered weakly. Her body was shaking. She was still kneeling with her thighs covered in blood. Since Sirius left her here, Jill had not been given any treatment. She was treated like an enemy. Before, She was one of Sirius’ right-hand man. But now to him, she is a snake. Yes, just like a snake in the grass. Hearing that weak voice, Ashley intended to look back. However, Sirius held her head, and kissed Ashley's head gently. "Be a good girl, baby. Don't move." His voice was still cold and flat. Ashley didn't dare move anymore.

𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚’𝐬 𝐍𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬°°° Nevena’s eyes flickered to him. What she saw there was dark and dangerous. She swallowed thickly, unable to tell if it was a joke— until his voice came again. This time, his control snapped completely, like a weak wire. “I said get in.” His fingers nudged her arm, just slightly.

Ashterah snorted and mentioned her brother's one sour spot "How about Jillien?" Her question was followed by a long silence. Her brother had fallen in love with a human called Jillien, a girl he had found behind his temple washing the priests' robes and he had fallen in love with the mousy looking thing at first sight, and when he had gotten her pregnant he had planned to move her to Mount Kpamos to live with him but Robos had kicked against the idea. But Nukis was anything if not stubborn, he had moved her to his temple anyway and when Robos found out he tricked Nukis into killing her. Nukis had kept her body frozen in one of the deserted temples of the mountain in the hopes that one day he

The encounters are brief, but each party returns with rapturous looks. Soon, Camille and I make our way to the stage to pay our homage. The closer we approach, the heavier the feeling that sits on my chest. Something is coming. I can feel it in my bones. The host ushers us forward with a grin. “Behold the Lycan, Soren Malakai, and his Consort, Jade.” The first thing I see the moment we step into view, is her red hair, beautiful like the sky at dawn. Then I see the pale blue eyes. And my breath disappears down my lungs.