Mass Effect Jane Shepard Novels & Stories

"You have no idea how long I've waited for you. Our souls are entwined, connected by destiny itself." Jane's voice, soft and melodic, held a hint of uncertainty. "Xavier, I... I can't help but feel guilty. Nemesis has been with you for so long, and now I'm here, taking her place." Xavier's grip tightened on Jane's hand, his eyes filled with unwavering devotion. "Nemesis was a part of my life, yes, but you, Jane, you are my first chance mate. You hold a special place in my heart that no one else can fill."

Jane replied with a smile, and Dr Andesh raised an eyebrow wondering how but before she could ask another question hoping to buy time for someone to come in, Jane pulled the trigger. Dr Andesh fell to the ground. Jane walked over to look at her lying on the floor behind the desk. "You are Mr Wellington's right-hand person. You will make trouble with everything you know if I don't clear you," Jane said and pulled the trigger putting a bullet into Dr Andesh's chest.

She dared not say a word. She wasn't the same as what she used to be. Back then, I begged her to testify for me. She said arrogantly to me, "I am filming in another city!" "Tell me! Why did Mr. Mitaka introduce his resources to you? What did you do?" A lot of things had been over even so, the wound didn't heal. "I'll get off the plane right away." Jane, who had figured out who I was, realized more strongly that she had done something terrible.

She dragged her dead weight of a leg behind a concrete pillar and kept firing. Jane looked at the clock. Two minutes until the whole city’s sirens arrived. "We’re done! Fall back!" Jane barked into the radio. She slammed the car into reverse, tires screaming. She locked eyes with Moss through the smoke for one heartbeat. "Keep the leg, Moss," Jane hissed. "Next time, I’m taking the head." Jane vanished into the dark, leaving the street a graveyard. Moss ripped a strip of medical tape with her teeth and jerked it tight around her thigh. She just breathed through the pain until it turned into spite.

Like a different world. Jane finally spoke. “We’ll tell him tomorrow. But we do this my way. We keep it clean. Quiet.” Ethan nodded. “Agreed.” Jane stepped back into the room, grabbing a black hoodie off the floor and pulling it over her head. Her movements were sharp and focused now, as if the fog of grief had lifted—just enough to let fury take its place. “I’m not letting them hurt her,” she said through gritted teeth. “Not Mira. Not Alessia. Not again.

she emphasized, her protectiveness evident. Mae couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at Jane's sudden display of strength. "Alright... Your baby..." Dean relented, assuming Jane's behavior was due to the effects of anesthesia. However, he was mistaken. As he reached out to her, Jane swiftly grabbed a knife from the bedside table, her eyes flashing with defiance. "Who said you could touch me?" Her tone was sharp, her gaze unwavering as she held the knife menacingly. Dean felt alarmed and took a step back, realizing the seriousness of the situation. Mae quickly intervened, disarming Jane and soothing her with gentle words.

I wanted to see her awake, eating, cussing, breathing without me there to see it was worse than anything Jane could plan on that map. I stood up and the chair scraped loud across the stone floor. “I’m going out,” I said, voice rough and final. I began to walk away but Jane was following me, her boots clicking fast behind me like she thought she could keep up with the storm raging in my head. I prayed I didn’t get mad and snap at her. Jane is very good at what she does, one of our best female fighters, sharp shooter, strategically smart, and yeah… we’ve fucked a lot, hard and dirty, no feelings, just bodies slamming together until we both got what we needed.

Kira suggests, swinging her knives with glee. “ Why? I wasn't the one that almost got killed.” Jade replies. Just then Jane walks out of the forest, her left eye glowing within her blindfolds, and her clothes were cleaned and blood free. “ Why don't you go one on one with me instead Kira? ” Jade turns to her and says. “ It's Killer! Ki_ller for crying out loud,” she replies annoyed. On sight of her, Chesa fell face down to the floor trembling. In desperation for the situation, Dolly kneels in front of her, blocking her with her wide arms facing Jane.

I asked. She shrugged, looking small in her overly large clothes. "This isn't the time to get into your feelings about not being dominant or providing, Remington. No one expects you to be good at this." "Says the girl that just cried about not being a mom." "She's a human being." "Yeah," I said stepping forward. "And I'm trying to help keep these human beings alive." Jane looked down. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'm just scared." It showed all over her face. "It's okay. We're not ourselves out here. We'll probably go through a lot of emotions."

A bitter laugh almost escapes me…funny. I spent years living inside that pack yet never once sat inside one of those cars after her death. “Don’t start thinking too much again,” Jane whispers beside me before nudging my shoulder lightly. “Look over there.” My eyes follow hers immediately. Several guards are already unloading boxes from the vehicles while Risa’s personal maids rush around organizing everything carefully. Jane had to run over too as she's one of them Jay…He looks taller than I remember somehow, dressed in the dark Sherwood guard uniform while helping carry heavy luggage from one of the cars.