Saint Jade Novels & Stories

"Is this guy serious?'' I asked Pierce with one eyebrow raised as I looked at him. ''This is actually all mine, he paid less than half, since it was my idea to come by and invite people I should at least make sure you have plenty of drinks to offer.'' Of course, he did, I thought, another way he tried to impress me now I was back, as if nothing had happened in the last few years I've been gone. As we walked in my mother greeted us and started to talk with Mitch and Pierce, soon enough more people came until I felt like a stranger in my mother's home between all of these people I didn't know. I had no idea how much time has been passing by when I overheard voices coming from the backyard. Whi

she replied. "I prefer to say that he has become even more determined with age. Even though I imagine Ladislau has become a stubborn old man, when I met him he already had the reputation of being determinedly stubborn," justified Miguel, walking out of the office followed by Catherine, who was adjusting her backpack on one shoulder.

She stands, and the pack erupts into cheers. "Alpha! Luna!" they chant, their voices rising in unison, as if they hadn’t tried to tear us down just weeks ago. My lips curl in amusement, but I say nothing. Let them cheer. Zoe steps forward next, her brown hair braided down her back, her expression calm but guarded. She kneels, speaking her vow as Beta Female, her voice carrying strength despite the lingering pain in her eyes. I know what she’s lost—four unborn children, ripped away before they could even take a breath. No one should have to bear that.

"Please, Fame! Don't follow me!" Jade's frustrated voice echoed through the bustling university hallways. The guy following her, Fame, who was annoyingly and persistently interested in her, got a harsh look from her. Today was meant to be a joyful day because it was the result of years of hard work and sacrifice, but Fame had once again made her wait too long. Jade was glad that she wouldn't have to see him anymore. They would go their different ways after graduation, and she would no longer have to deal with his constant pursuits.

“I wouldn’t say that in public if I were you.” Nathaniel brought up the map again. “We have five more out there. But if Eva can help us track them, we may get ahead of the chain reaction.” Eva folded her arms. “One of them is dangerous. More than me. Her name is Jade. She was trained in South Africa by mercenaries Roland hired.” “Has she activated?” Grace asked. Eva nodded grimly. “And she won’t hesitate to kill anyone with his blood.” Grace felt the air chill. “Then we have to stop her before she starts a war.”

Since my stay here, I heard her name a few good too many times while the guys were talking. I hear the rumble of bikes and I turn, but the hill blocks my view of the other side. Kaleb howls his lungs out and I put my food down to get him from his rocking chair, but Jade gets him. She was the one who came back with Beggar 2 weeks back. She has a beautiful tattoo that she shows off on her back, of a fallen angel sitting with a broken wing. She’s shorter than me, but not by much. She played a game of Jenga with me the one night while we binged watched, Discovery of Witches.

Saint's pov "Saint you're hurting my hand," Came Jade's voice as we waited in front of the bungalow we had arrived at. I looked down to see how tightly I was grasping her hand making me quickly release it. I saw her rub the area I had been previously holding and look away. Her fingers still trembled in as much as she tried to look calm and I could see her biting her lower lips tightly. I ran a hand across my face and took out a cigarette throwing it in my mouth and lighting it up immediately.

The next strike came—this one aimed at her own throat. And then— “STOP!” The voice cracked through the arena like lightning. Everything froze. The crowd turned. At the far end of the field, a figure stood at the edge of the sparring zone—fists glowing like magma, and flames blazing in her eyes. Jade. A collective gasp swept through the stands. The top-ranked applicant—the one who'd been sent into the Great Gods' domain as punishment for her sin of blasphemy—had returned unbroken. “She—she made it back from the Gods’ test?!”

"How are you?" "Terrible!" Jade exclaimed, holding her head in her hands and rolling on the bed. "I do not have a phone and it's so frustrating." "You haven't spoken to Bellamy, right?" Aunt Amber's attention was undivided and was given only to my baby sister. "Bellamy?" Jade sat up then laughed the kind that you'd know the person was probably hurting from inside. "We're no longer together. He used me as a bet and that's it. I'm with Tristan now."