Read With Jenna Mga Nobela at Kwento

At this point, I didn’t even know what route to take. Jenna too, had been a supporting backbone to me for as long as I could remember. She rarely asked about Nadia’s father, but I felt like she deserved to know eventually. Shaking off the guilt from my mind, I ate my food silently. “We should hurry, so that we won’t miss any part of the welcome party,” Jenna said joyfully, cutting the silence. “I heard that all the alphas in attendance would have a friendly race for the opening part.” “And where did you get that information from?” I asked.

EMERGENCY CLAUSE INVOKED. Her fingers trembled as she tightened her grip on the remote. “She took everything back,” Alice whispered. Across town, Veronica Duval read the same update in silence. She studied the replayed footage on her tablet—Jenna’s posture, the faint scars visible at her neckline, the steadiness in her eyes. “So the island didn’t break you,” Veronica murmured. Her smile was thin. “It sharpened you.” ——— Later that evening, Jenna stood alone in her penthouse, city lights stretching endlessly beyond the glass.

She never met Casper and never handled such drawbacks in her life. Early in the morning, she was awakened by the smell of breakfast. Jenna ordered it because she wasn't in the mood to cook. As they ate, Kate broke the news. “Jenna, I spoke with Cathan last night." "And?" Jenna’s grip tightened around her fork, hoping for some solace. "That Casper is something else but hey, I heard that he also keeps to his word." Kate somehow was afraid of being in Casper’s bad books and said. She has never met the man but the way Cathan spoke about him, makes him appear fearful to her.

Jenna was transported back a few years to when her father was alive, when the family held banquets from time to time, and it was the same picture of a prosperous world. In those four years, she had fallen from heaven, suffered all the hardships of the world, and felt the coldness and warmth of the world, she thought she would never go back to the old days... But now this man beside her brought her the highest glory! "Am I right, isn't the woman next to President Adams Jenna?" In the crowd, Kenzie rubbed her eyes and asked Vivan in a low voice, "Am I blind?" "I doubt I'm blinking either." Vivan padded forward for a closer look and was sure that the person walking in on Berrick's arm was Jenna

The air here was heavy with malevolence, the kind of darkness that made my skin crawl. Jenna was waiting for me, as if she’d known I’d come. She stood in the center of the dilapidated altar, her black robes flowing like liquid shadow. Her lips curled into a sly smile when she saw me. "Priscilla," she purred. "I knew you’d come. Couldn’t resist playing hero, could you?" "I’m here to end this, Jenna," I said, my voice steady despite the nerves twisting in my gut. "End this?" she echoed, laughing. "Darling, this has barely begun."

“We'll see about that.” I am shocked; he is cracking jokes, he is actually laughing and smiling. “Where to now cause I am hungry now?” he asks. “A quick stop at the bookstore.” Then there is that burst of laughter again, “Fuck don't tell me you are going to read too.” “Yes, I am going to read.” “Where is Jenna? What have you done to her?” “Very funny.”

Dad, I love you, I will always make you proud, you will see, the best grades, I already want to learn to help you in the company and rest more, take care of yourself please. "Of course I will my love, my princess." They gave each other a last kiss on the cheek and Jenna stood there waving goodbye to all her relatives. She went back to her room, she was about to put the key in when she heard behind her back. "Hi friend, we're your roommates." She turned around and it was some nice young men and answered. "Hi, my name is Jenna Black." They all shook hands with her, she opened the door and they walked in, looking around the room, making noises of satisfaction and amazement.

"Stop running. When things get hard, when you get scared—talk to me. Fight with me. Scream at me. But do not run. Can you promise me that?" My throat tightened. "I can try." "That is all I ask." His voice dropped lower. "Come home, Jenna. Please. Let me show you what it is like to be loved without losing yourself." I looked out the window at Sofia and the others. They were laughing at something Maria said. Survivors finding joy again. If they could heal, maybe I could too. "Okay," I whispered. "I will come home." "When?" "Tomorrow. Mae is helping the others get where they need to go. After that, I will come back to Redemption Creek."

As soon as he was gone, Jenna impatiently dragged her suitcase away from me. She curled her lips in a mocking smile. "Let me guess. You're going to talk me out of helping strangers in case it comes back to bite me." A chill ran down my spine. I looked up just in time to catch the fleeting look of malice in Jenna's eyes. With a smile, I said in a gentle tone, "Why would I say that? The guy just said you'll get a pretty nice reward. That's a good thing, no? This is basically money falling from the sky. Why not go for it?"

She never locked it, a habit I’d noticed a while ago. Jenna was lying on her stomach on the bed, reading a book with her glasses on. Her eyes snapped to the door, her forehead creasing into a deep frown the second she saw me. "You forgot to knock, or are you just mannerless?" She sat up, glaring at me. Then her eyes went wide, and she gasped as she scrambled off the bed. "What the fuck happened to you? You look totally fucked up." She should see the other guy. Then she’d know my injuries were nothing compared to his.