Juicy Jade Novels & Stories

The simplicity of it was achingly tempting. “I shouldn’t,” I said automatically, the secret flashing like a warning light in my mind. “One juice,” Jade amended, her smile tired but genuine. “A fancy, healthy, stress-busting juice. I saw Anya make a pitcher of that green stuff with ginger and kale. It’s practically medicine. Come on. Just sit with me for ten minutes where no one is talking about shell companies or counter-protocols.” The plea in her voice, the need for a shred of our old, simple connection, broke through my resistance. She needed this. Maybe I did, too.

Grainne slowly opened the box, inside the box was a jewel necklace. This jade bracelet, bright color, glossy blue luster, looks very elegant. Grainne is not stupid, one look knows the value of this bracelet is not small at all. She immediately closed the box, gave it back to the old man Levi, "Grandpa, I can't accept this, it's too precious. Old man Levi pretended to be angry: "Why is this girl like that? It's just a pearl necklace, you give it away!" As he spoke, he opened the box and put the pearl necklace on Grainne's hand. The jade bracelet on Grainne's hand was strangely fitting, not too big Not small either. Grainne was a little shy: "Grandpa, where did you get this necklace?" Elder Le

Diane asked. Cassandra forced a smile. "No, it's not that I'm just worried Grandpa won't like the gift I got him." The moment she said it, Diane had the housekeeper fetch the gift and unwrap it right there at the table. Cassandra's present turned out to be an exquisite mutton-fat white jade carving "Longevity as High as the Southern Mountains" clearly the work of a master, and clearly expensive. "Cassandra, this is far too much! This alone must be worth millions!" Diane gasped.

“Let me see. Let me see!” Yvonne immediately rushed over and bent down to take a good look. She traced her fingers over the jade. “Oh my God. Its coloring is absolutely gorgeous. It’ll be so easy selling this over 20 million!” “Is this icy lavender jadeite? It’s the first time I’ve seen something of this caliber!” Tanya was excited as well. Fane had all the stars in the world to thank for this sort of luck; he had chosen such a fantastic piece.

Her eyes searched mine, reaching for a connection that had frayed to the point of breaking, grasping at threads that slipped through her fingers like sand. "Jade," I whispered to myself, the name emerging as a silent prayer, a secret benediction that held more power than the most fervent of confessions. Jade—my little mate, the forbidden fruit that dangled just out of reach, tempting me with whispers of what could be. It was a dangerous game we played, one where the rules were etched in shadow and the prize was as intoxicating as it was elusive.

When the girl nodded, she smiled and continued, "Do you know they are the same?" A look of surprise flashed across the nine year old's face. Her mother regarded this reaction with satisfaction. "This stone is called Jadeite. It's from Japan. Right now, it's full of impurities which is why it is dull and ugly. But after I cut and polish it, it'll look just like my earring." Astonishment filled the girl's eyes which grew wide when her mother demonstrated a little experiment with a small piece of the jade. "It's like magic!" she exclaimed. "You turned the ugly stone into a pretty gem!"

"I'm not sure. You wanna go to the car and confirm it?" Smacking his arm, Jade pushed his head away from her shoulder. "In that case, feel free to up and find a suitable mate here." And just as Ricky was about to narrow his eyes in confusion, she pushed her fingers which were covered in cum into her mouth, sucking each thoroughly and seductively. "Fuck baby... You want to kill me?" With well-executed dilated pupils, Jade finished sucking them off before swiping her tongue over her lips. "By all means, find yourself a suitable mate."

I shouted, hoping someone would hear. “And you are?” a woman’s authoritative voice called down from above. “I’m—” I hesitated, my thoughts racing. “Yes! I didn’t quite get that! You’ll have to speak up!” “I’m Jade . . . Jade Ishola!” I finally said, thinking, 'What’s the point of lying now?' “Welcome to the Family, Jade,” the woman said. Seven columns of bamboos raised, creating a passage through the wall. “He was meant to leave you alone in the forest. We can’t afford to have anyone weak among us again.”

Biting down on my tongue, hissing in pain as Anthony ties up his stitch, "What else?" "Officially you are an Alpha but not only are you the Alpha of the Dark Jewel Pack, you Emerald are also their reigning Beta. Your biological father had an older brother who the title went to first but your grandfathers both believed he would be a good warrior. Well he by passed good and became an elite warrior by eighteen, took over the warrior pack. So that makes you an extremely rare bread, an Alpha, Beta, and a warrior. An elite warrior, I'm sure, by the time you turn eighteen. Dark Jewel is yours for the taking i...if you want it."

she murmured, her mouth salivating. Ceynol’s brows furrowed. “What is it? Do you need water? A blanket?” Jade shook her head, her lips trembling slightly. “I want a square apple.” Ceynol stared at her. “A… what?” “A square apple,” she repeated, as if it were the most normal request in the world. Ceynol blinked, trying to process it. “Jade, apples aren’t… square.” He reasoned out.