Mass Effect Jane Shepard Novels & Stories

the harsh, female voice asked in an attempt to pinpoint my location. "I need you to cut my hair," I answered casually. Jane's footsteps hurried to the bathroom, and I watched in the mirror as she entered. Jane wasn't an unattractive soul. She had long dark hair that she kept high on her head and out of the way. Her soft features were hardened by the life that she had lived. Her green eyes showed the spirit she once had. As soon as she made it to the underworld, I decided to take her on as a servant until it was her time to burn. I guess it was a combination of my own loneliness, her unique beauty, and my respect for a woman who killed a ship's entire crew by poison just because the Captain c

"Ma'am?" "That's Damien Montrel's wife," Jane said, her tone sharpening. "Visiting our debtor for Montrel business, clearly." "Understood. Should I follow?" "No." Jane's voice was firm. "Don't engage. Mission complete. Return to base." "Yes, ma'am." The operative waited for the line to disconnect. It didn't. Instead, Jane's voice came back-quieter now. Different. "After our last failure..." she said slowly, almost to herself. "The boss will want results. Real results."

the warrior, shaken up in fear. "You may dismiss," I told him. "See you this evening, Beta," he says and rapidly walks away from me. I shook my head and turned around to see Jane approaching a group of young warriors. Her hips swayed smoothly, and she carried herself with the grace of a goddess. When I see her reaching out her hands to shake each male's hand, I let out a grunt. I brush the thought of cutting off those hands and pick up my shirt from the ground. I pull the shirt over my head. My attention returned to Jane after I adjusted my shirt.

I brought my gaze back up, forcing a smirk. Maddy dropped her fork and leaned in a few inches. She lifted her sunglasses up until they were on the top of her head. I watched as her eyes dropped, giving me a quick once over. A look of confusion crossed her face. “What in the hell are you talking about, Jane? You've got a smokin' body. Seriously. I would straight up kill a human being to have your body. Like not even joking. Show me who I have to kill, and I'll do it to have your figure.”

Inside the main tent, Jane stood by the sand table, overlooking the entire Romenia terrain map. She appeared casual, but there was an unmistakable sharpness to her gaze, one that seemed to look down on everything. Wallace quickly walked in. "Commander, Shane is dead." Jane wasn't surprised at all. Without lifting her head, she asked, "What about the woman's family?" "I've sent them safely out of the military camp. No one saw them committing the crime."

It was her secretary, Jane. “Jane, what is wrong with you?” Seeing the tear lines on her face, she knew something was wrong. Jane is a strong woman who hardly cries. Even when she lost her father, husband, and son in a car accident four years ago, she didn't cry. She accepted it as her fate and moved on, though she got diagnosed with depression. Seeing how Jane kept quiet, she persuaded. “Please talk to me, Jane. Were you scammed? Did you approach Aziel?”

she exclaims. “That doesn’t answer who the fuck you are!” I retort, and she shh me with the finger to her lips gesture again. “I’m Jane,” she whispers. “I’m sure you’ve been informed about me, Ma’am,” “Jane?” I ask. “The planted security, Jane?” “Keep your voice low, unless you want us dead.” Now I’m whispering. “Ohh fuck, where have you been?” “On the sideline…” she says truthfully. “Watching you get chased by hundreds.”

agent mackerel said handling him the bulletproof vest. " Thank you agent ma........" " It's Jane, My name is Maryjane Davies" agent mackerel correct and Desmond smiled. " your real name or a disguise?" Desmond asked. " Well unlike you, I don't get to have so many name.......so that's my real name" she said. " and you will be the first person, i'll be revealing that to after six years" Jane said. " I guess there must be some story behind it" desmond said.

“There is someone named Jane who worked with Trinity. She attacked us here. She looked like Mira.” “Jane is an empty vessel who could take any form she wanted. She probably thought if she took Mira’s form, she could cause a ruckus in here without dirtying her hands.” “So you’ve heard that too.” “No, I saw her memories because she’s in my custody for trying to get into a forbidden place.” Stefano grabbed four boxes from the pile and walked to the door. “I’ll get this done. Rest while you can. You’re going to need it. It will be the worst battle in history.”

"Not him." "That's weird. Do you like someone else?" Lupita froze. Jane was just a maid, but she told her everything. However, she could not tell her that she was beginning to like the Alpha that she just saw yesterday. The very same day she rejected Hardin. "No, I don't. The face of the person who bit me was blurred," She lied. Jane shrugged. "Maybe it signifies you moving on from Hardin." Lupita liked the idea of moving on from Hardin. But, since it was Romulus marking her, did it not mean that she was moving on from Hardin to Romulus. She did not like that.