Novel & Cerita Saint Jade

“Nothing.” “What about you? Let me hear it, what were you punished with for believing in a vision that may even be true.” Jade pursed her lips, her eyes welled up with tears as she stubbornly stared at her little dainty toenails. “You don't want to say, do you? I feel deep down in your heart you still reserve a place for that goddess of yours.” “You don't understand?” Jade's voice broke, she listlessly flopped on the ground like she had no bones left.

Jade's POV. It's difficult to describe how low I felt when I was turned down by the reception. It was hard to accept that I had no other option than to return to him and plead for his help. My pride was hurt! Being indebted to him was the last thing I wanted but here I am at a loss of what next to do. As much as I hated it, I knew I had to swallow my ego and go back to him, with hopes that he would not turn me down based on how terribly I had treated him in the past.

The both of them took lunch together and started discussing about life issues too. "I heard your grandpa called you over." She started. "How did he blackmail you this time?" Jade smiled, not wanting him mum to know about it. "Umm... It's nothing mum. It's something I can handle." However, Sapphire got to the venue. She wore a pink, short skirt and a beautiful laced blouse to complement the outfit. She looked like a princess in it. Simple and elegant. Just then, Jade saw Sapphire as she walked in. His eyes lightened up as he saw her greeting the stranger. He had an average height but not that handsome.

’ Tarik snark. ‘Are you trying to call me a poet?’ ‘Poet. Good. Good for mate. Mate worthy. Too precious, priceless,’ he uttered, and I couldn’t have agreed more. “You make me feel seen,” Jade whispers, blinking away more tears. “I’ve never,” she wipes at the fresh tears staining her cheeks. “I’ve never felt that way. Seen. It’s like for the first time, someone finally sees me. Just me. Not me, who was my parents' second daughter that they didn’t want. Or me, who had to fill in the role of Luna and provide an heir. Or me, who was Arya’s little sister but 'ME'. It feels weird to finally have someone who sees me as 'ME'. As Jade, the little girl who just wanted to be seen, to feel special to s

He will recover eventually, living with pain from the accident probably the rest of his life. “What is this?” Jynx asks, breaking me out of my thoughts. We left the hospital a few minutes ago and are now headed home. I’m driving my car while Jynx is playing with the two knives she so sneakily put in her combat boots before we left the house. “The music?” I ask in confusion. “Yeah.” “That’s Michael Jackson’s, Smooth Criminal.” I give her a sideways glance. “Do you like it?” Jynx nods. “It doesn’t make me want to stab anyone.”

A gift from Vivienne. When the girl, Gwen, tentatively came in with the first glass in hand, I didn’t even care to ask where the blood came from or whose blood it was. I just drank it all up. My hunger had to be satisfied if I were to keep myself from murdering the girls who were living inside my home. I thanked her for the blood and asked if she could fetch me more. The brunette nodded, her lips trembling even as she moved away from me. I looked at her and wondered why I wasn’t as drawn to her as I was to Sofia. It could be said that she was similarly pleasant to look at as the redhead sleeping in the chambers next to mine, and yet that simple gesture Sofia did back at the Sanctuary – grabb

He parked somewhere in front of a fountain at the front of the enormous building……they had a fucking fountain in here, I fought the urge to gape and just got out of the car. An elderly lady approached me, I looked over my shoulder just in time to see a redhead wrap herself around the silver haired fool. I scowled, turning away. “hello dear, I’m Martha” I looked at her face, it was soft and kind, she had what they called a heart shaped face, and….. I noted with interest, amber eyes “I’m Arian’s grandmother” she added

“Okay.” Jade continued to walk; she rubbed her arms. She replayed what she was going to say to them, and what they would probably do to her, she wasn’t afraid to die but she was afraid of losing her dad. She arrived at town hall Gage and Kills were torturing a beast-looking thing, they finished it off and lit it on fire. The moon was high, the clouds circled it. A light breeze settled; the snow stopped. “Why don’t you pick on someone that can take you on,” I yelled.

Jade appeared as a small baby by how mom kissed her forehead and whispered prayers of quick recovery for her. Jade is a daredevil. She overcame hell and escaped a life others would prefer to run away from. Running away simply states the fact that they would commit suicide. But Jade expertly got out of it. She wrote her own fate and started from a point no one can consider surpassing. I am certain she will overcome this too. "Shh, it's okay, Natalie. Don't worry yourself." Dad joined her as he held mom providing his support to her restless heart. "Jade is a warrior. She will heal sooner."