Reading With Jenna Novels & Stories

The ache to reclaim a part of myself I’d given away too easily. That, they understood. Jenna came out ten minutes later looking… shaken. Not crying, but close. “Well?” Rachel asked. Jenna shook her head. “I… don’t know. He was intimidating. He asked about my gap year and then started quoting articles I wrote in undergrad. Who does that?” “Someone thorough,” I murmured, suddenly even more nervous. The woman in navy came back. “Alina Cruz?” Alina stood like a queen, chin high, eyes sharp.

Taking it from his hand, Xavia then took a deep breath before starting to read… ‘Hey Xavia, it’s Jenna… I’ll probably be long dead by the time you read this, but… I don’t know. I’m not particularly afraid of dying for this cause, but I think you deserve to know the full story all the same… Let’s start from the very beginning.’

Lilly watches Anna take Jenna inside; then, she flops down on the step with a huff. ‘I hate that woman. Why won’t anyone listen to me that she’s mean to that baby? One of these days, I’m going to kill Anna, then I’ll run away with Jenna.’ The scene fades before my eyes, and I turn to Bane. “Bane, who’s Jenna? Lilly never mentioned her to me.” Bane sighs. ‘Jenna was an abandoned baby found on the steps of Dalgaard Mansion almost seventeen years ago.’ Goddess, why would anyone abandon their baby?

I slowly walked to her side, but her eyes were still glued to the mirror. "What are you doing, Jenna?" I asked her calmly. "I'm trying... to... win a staring contest against this person that looks like me," she stuttered, never once looking away from the mirror. I smiled and took a deep breath before responding, "That's your reflection." "What's a reflection? Wait, can I kiss it?" "No, you cannot." Jenna finally took her eyes off the mirror and turned to face me. "Can I kiss you?" "Still no."

"Give me that magazine." Oh, fuck, I did not know he still reads my articles; I am going to have to admit the thing with Jessica. This is going to be the shortest engagement ever. I can kill Dylan right now. When we get to the tavern, Tyler finds a quiet table in the corner while Dylan brings us some drinks, "I must say, Jenna, you have almost every man in this town worked up and ready to go." "Dylan, I am not warning you again." "Fuck man, read the article, and you will see why all these men are so excited. You can’t break everyone’s jaw."

she asked, her voice dripping with sweetness. Jenna's eyes locked onto Brianna's, her gaze piercing. "You know why I'm here," she growled, her voice low and menacing. Brianna's expression turned sarcastic, and she raised an eyebrow. "Oh, wow, Jenna. You think you're some kind of detective now? Please, do go on." Jenna's anger intensified, her face reddening. "You're not taking this seriously, are you? You're ruining my father's company, and you're laughing about 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.

I didn't know when I smiled. Reed smiled back before he chuckled a bit. “Oh wow,” the new voice makes us both look up. Jenna is walking out with Kristina close behind her. The latter is holding a bottle of scotch and a few glasses. “The chef wasn’t in the kitchen but we found this,” Jenna said. Something tugs in my chest when she takes the seat close to me. I wanted to reach out and touch her, but scared she would move away, I kept my hands to my side.

"Not sure yet. I think I'll start with Cadifor." Jenna alternated glaring out the window at the passing scenery and glaring at the back of Devon's head. She was starting to hate cars. Ever since she met Rafe it seemed like each time she got into one she was being forcibly escorted somewhere she didn't want to go. She was sitting in the backseat next to a woman who appeared to be a botched rhinoceros cat hybrid. She was starting to really wonder how many men and women Rafe had messed with in his God quest. She felt Brennus' disapproval in the back of her mind. At least all of the men I changed were volunteers, she thought back at him.

I say flatly. She drops beside me with the grace of a dancer and wipes her palms on her jeans like this is routine. Jenna lands next, all muscle and precision, her hair swinging behind her like a warning. She surveys the yard like she’s done this before... She probably has. “What kind of grown woman has a moat of hedges and no doorbell?” Jenna mutters. “One with something to hide,” Dawn replies as she clicks off her flashlight app and slides her phone into her sports bra.