Read With Jenna Book Club List Novels & Stories

“I came for my family. Let them go and take me instead.” Lila tilted her head. “Your family? The sister who shot Victor in the face? The hacker who dug too deep? The boy who used to kneel for David? And now the new girl who watches from doorways?” Jenna’s stomach clenched. Lila smiled wider. “Oh yes. I have eyes everywhere. I watched you last night. All five of you. Beautiful, really. So much trust. So much surrender.” Jenna took one step forward. “You want me. I am here. Let the others walk away.”

And I’m still standing. I own a restaurant. I’m a proud mother. I’m loved in my new home. I’m good. I’m fine. I kept repeating the words until I felt better. Until the fast pacing of my heart reduced to a gentle thrum. Then I huffed out a breath through my mouth and looked at the entrance again. No one is going to catch you, Jenna. It is just a club. I said for the last time. I took a step forward but didn’t fully go in.

Chapter 62: Not Crazy Brilliant sunlight reflects in the ripples on the lake's surface, like a million twinkling fireflies. As Jenny walks along, the wooden slats of the dock feel warm beneath her bare feet. A summer breeze ruffles her red hair and kisses her skin. Her swimsuit is dry—she hasn't been in the water yet. Chelsea's brown curls bounce as she precedes Jenny toward the end of the dock. The place is familiar, though Jenny's never been here before. The sun is just warm enough that she's looking forward to splashing into the cool, clear water.

"Asked you a question. I want to know what kind of woman I'm taking home." Jenna pressed her lips together in fury and swiveled her head around to look at him with eyes that glowed cobalt fireballs. "Oh yeah," she snapped. "I was so bored when Zach was in court that I had an endless stream of blonde pool boys parading through my bed!"

The book clattered to the floor, scattering colorful pages across the carpet. "Daddy!" Chloe exclaimed, a wide smile spreading across her face. "Hey, princess," I said, forcing a smile. My gaze flicked to Jenna, who stood there looking flustered, a strand of hair clinging to her brightly painted lips. "Eddie," she said, her voice strained. "You're back." "That's clear," I replied, my tone clipped. "What's going on here?" "I was just reading Chloe a story," Jenna stammered, picking up the book and dusting it off.

“Jade, can you grab another plate for Quinn?” Jade sighs like it’s a major inconvenience, but retreats into the kitchen nonetheless. She returns moments later with a place setting for Quinn, and we all settle around the table for dinner. Quinn’s seated between me and my sister Jenna, and I’m glad for it. Jenna’s my middle sister- she’s seventeen and she’s the sweetest of the three. She shouldn’t give Quinn too much trouble. Juliet and Jade, on the other hand… I glance at them across the table, and I can tell they’re plotting.