Mass Effect Jane Shepard Novels & Stories

My grip on her hand tightened as I imagined the horrors they’d make her go through. But instead of seeing hesitance in her eyes, the fire of determination in them burned even brighter. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life, Leia. I don’t care about what they’ll do to me. What matters is that you get in there and you destroy him, Leia. You are all that matters here.” Jane’s eyes pierced into mine deeply. “Bring that fucking monster down and burn this hell to the ground once and for all.”

"I’m challenging my sister. The girl who used to share her candy with me. The girl who cried when I got married. Is she still in there? Or are you just a hollow shell made of tin?" Jane’s grip on her staff tightened. She jumped from the ship, landing on the dock with a heavy metallic thud. The concrete cracked beneath her silver boots. She walked toward me, the crowd parting like water. "Hazel, stop," Miller whispered from the motorcycle. He was reaching for his gun, but his hands were shaking. "She'll kill you before you get ten feet." "Let her try," I muttered. Jane stopped three feet away. Her face was a mask of cold, beautiful silver. "There is no Jane anymore, Hazel. There is only the H

Jane said with a smile and a look of pride on her face, this was the first thing I saw from the live footage. “What do you mean?” Avery asked her in confusion, she looked very disgusted at her. “How do you think the witches got Intel about the warrior's movement back then” Jane asked beaming with pride, Elder Jane, the very Jane I had considered as one of my closest advisors? How could she do this? “So it was you, you are the reason all those werewolves died?” Avery asked in anger as she began to attack Jane. Jane was strong but not stronger than Avery, she wounded her badly before she let her go.

After a rest, Jiang Shu immediately resumed her shrewd and capable agent look and responded to the media and fans' questioning. It snowed heavily in the evening, and the flying snowflakes seemed to bury everything and never stopped. Jane was drowsy. After waking up, she fell asleep again and again. It was only three days later that she finally regained some consciousness. She turned her head and looked out of the window. Snowflakes were flying, and a thick layer had accumulated on the windowsill. She blinked, lifted the quilt, and walked out of the ward like a zombie... In the intensive care unit.

Slowly, she lifted her head again, her eyes red, her lashes wet. “I know where all of this is coming from,” she said, her voice dropping lower, sharper beneath the softness. “In recent times, Vale Corp has had only one enemy.” She paused her gaze locked directly into the camera. “Jane Vale.” She bit her lower lip softly her eyes shut. “Who is only a Vale in name.” The words slipped out, carrying something darker beneath them. “All of this must be her doing.” She sniffed, shaking her head slowly. “Jane, we all know you hate Vale Corp. I know you’re watching this."

DREXON Looking back now, most of the things that Jane did are now explained. I always thought she was just a strong young woman with insurmountable stamina; she was ex-military all along. She could stand for hours, and on cold days and nights, she avoided using jackets; it always did not make sense to me, but now it does. "So we can't trace their connection to Maljore, can we?"

"Not all good fruits come from good trees. Jane may be anything to you or to someone else but the truth is, she exists. I want to know about Jane because you wrote her name on your file. I have read the sentence where you described her as charming. Yet, you call her a demon before leaving her name blank. Who is Jane, Perer? Is she a woman you loved that is dead? I am referring to her as a woman because you said she is twenty-five and from what I know, you are not above eighteen." "Jane is a woman," I began with trembling lips. "Jane is a friend. Jane is a sister. Jane is someone who died before I was born. Jane is a distorted image that is fading slowly in my mind. She is a creature that onc

This time, Luna Nikita only ordered for her to be flogged and then sent her to go call Blaze and invite him to her Chamber. Jane left limping and trying hard not to cry. She was feeling burning pain all over her back which had been wiped by the guards who flogged her, this made her angry and she decided to start following orders before Nikita would finally decide to kill her off someday and she didn't want that even as she knows what Nikita is capable of.

This was hers. "Ms. Vance," Jane replied evenly, her voice steady despite the tremor she felt inside. "My initial role was a necessary formality given my unique circumstances at the time. As for my current participation, Mr. Orlov believes it's essential for me to gain a comprehensive understanding of Orlov Empire's operations, strategy, and financial health."

The person crouching at the entrance was Jane Sheen. Half a month ago, Jane was thrown to the top of the mountain and beaten up under Lily’s orders until she was hanging onto her last breath. Then, Lily took away her only debit card. That night, Jane thought she was at death’s doors.