Jill X Nemesis Novels & Stories

"But you deserve it. We all do. This changes everything for us." ​For us. Or for you and him? ​The dark clarity settled deeper into my bones. I still didn't understand why what twisted game they were playing in this timeline. But as I watched her fake a smile, the confusion stopped paralyzing me. It turned into a quiet, lethal focus. Marcus Vance was a wildcard I didn't understand yet, and my sister was a traitor disguised as a guardian. ​But I was back. I had the memories of the blade, the stairs, and the dark.

After their mother had passed, Hashemii wasted no time in taking a consort few months later, who bore their stepsister, Mylah. But Mylah hated Nysera. Nysera was the adored and glorified princess that made Mylah feel unseen. Mylah cared nothing about her, and Nysera refused to let any harm come to Merakkai who did. She suddenly halted her steps and turned back. Her personal maid and a few others who had escorted her from her chambers were the only ones within her line of vision. So why did she feel like there was an extra eye watching her? But she hadn't felt wrongly. Indeed, there was someone else who had quietly followed them from her chambers that night.

Even from the stupid things she knows better for. Chrysalis looked over at her and said, “If you keep bringing dumbasses in here then yes I will. What was your name again?” I could tell that question took some wind out of Jill’s sail after claiming to know her. “It’s Jill.” She said, rolling her eyes with reddened cheeks as she sat back crossing her arms. “Well, Jill. Maybe I ought to ban you too and that will solve my problem since you’re the one that keeps bringing them in here.”

She dialed Sofia’s number as she sat on her bed and waited for Sofia to pick up. After the third ring, Sofia picked up. “Hello!” Her voice was calm and composed. “Hello, Sofia,” Rose replied with a sweet smile. “I found Derek’s nemesis.” She went straight to the point; she didn’t want to beat around the bush. “Wait! What? How?” Sofia threw numerous questions at her, knowing what she meant by “Derek’s nemesis.” “Calm down, baby, don’t eat me up with too many questions,” Rose chuckled excitedly.

Nelly returned with the water only to find him gone. She looked at the water, tightening her grip around the glass. Those haunting voices echoed in her head. "Come on, Nashira, shoot him." "That's it, Shira." "We need you, Shira. You are the strongest among us." "Y... you are part of the..." "No!" Nelly yelled, throwing the glass on the door. The glass shattered into pieces. "F... Finn." "Don't touch me!" Nelly placed both hands on her ears as she slowly sat on the floor.

She can't warp her head around it though, that she nearly goy tainted and raped. Imagine if that had been successful... She cringed as a cold shiver trickled down her spine, causing her body to suddenly riddle with goosebumps. She hugged herself tightly as she sink lower until just her head is floating in the bathtub. Let's not forget our original mission, Janice. She reminded herself as her eyes suddenly squint in alertness. Yeah, that is right. The mission is to unravel the mysteries of this man. Drake Hughen...

I was upright with my back against the headboard and the phone at my ear and every part of me that had ever learned to be alert in a crisis was alert now. "You have the wrong number," I said. "Dr. Aria Vale," the voice said. "Formerly Aria Chen. Wife, briefly, of Marcus Veil. Mother of Zane Vale, age seven, currently under the care of Dr. Mensah at St. Clement's for a condition that I understand requires a biological match for treatment." A pause, perfectly timed, the pause of someone who has rehearsed this and knows exactly where to put the silences for maximum effect. "I don't believe I have the wrong number."

Naomi asked quietly, leaning against the wall for support. “Nothing,” Riley said firmly. “The fewer people who know about this, the safer everyone stays. This Jessica person doesn’t need to get dragged into this mess.” I opened the door to find Jessica sitting on her bed in pajamas, painting her nails. I swear that girl has some addiction to nail polish. “Oh my god, there you are,” she said, capping her nail polish and giving us her full attention. “I’ve been worried sick about you guys. I thought you were going to meet Jonathan. How did it go?”

I was drenched in water, and I was going to have to explain to Henry why I was so wet. Whenever he got home that is. … Jills POV What a strange woman she was; it was clear she had some type of abilities. Which meant she could be part of the killer organization, or the Moonshadow. Or maybe she was a lone wolf like Gavin. Either way, she went out of her way to help Jill and she would be forever grateful for that. Jill was drenched in water and felt very uncomfortable, but she supposed it could have been much worse. She shuddered at the thought of what could have happened.

I cocked my head to the side in confusion. "What do you even mean by that? Why do all of you talk to me in riddles?" I asked him, still pinned against the wall. "You aren't actually human, Nemesis." He told me. I felt my eyes grow wide. Wouldn't I have known by now? That information just produced that many more questions. "Those brats really didn't tell you anything, did they?" Namhaid mocked. "Are you talking about Declan and Talia?" I wondered out loud. "I was once their king." He whispered in my ear, brushing up against it with his lips. The sensations caused goosebumps throughout my whole body. He leaned down and brushed his lips up against my neck, causing warm and intense tingles throu