Spell Jessica Novels & Stories

Jess placed her hand together in a begging manner. “Josh. Joshy, please give me your last sock.” Jess asked with a wide smile, but Joshua had a serious look on his face, which made Jess confused. Jess step closer but she lost her balanced and fell forward. She stabled herself after her hands landed on Joshua’s shoulders and he grab her at the hip and kept her upright. “Josh, please give me your sock.” Jess spoke again, her eyes closed. “Jessica.” Joshua said. Jess opened her eyes as he called her name. The room was starting to spin.

Jessica growled. "And who the fuck are you if not an obsessed lunatic?" Sophia snickered. "I am Jessica Aurora Francisco and I am not anyone to be toyed with. I get what I want and I never lose. This is the reason you are still here now. It is because you have refused to how to me and have shown my man and that is why I will keep punishing you. Do not think that you will survive. You won't because I won't leave any room for escape." Jessica said, making emphasis on her every word.

she asked. “I’m looking for Jessica Harris,” he said. “I’m sorry. Miss Harris called in sick today. Can any of our other associates assist you?” she asked. “No thank you.” he said and walked away. He returned to his office and immediately took out his mobile phone to call Jess. The phone rang for a while and then Jess responded. “Good morning,” she said in a dull voice. “Good morning. How are you feeling,” he asked. It took Jess a minute to remember that she had called in sick to work. Lying was such an effort for her.

"A quick voice pierced the air. I turned and found myself face-to-face with a girl I didn't recognize at once. She had tiny eyes and a defiant posture, like she owned the earth beneath her feet. I saw Maya squirm uncomfortably beside me. "And who's asking?" I retorted, my voice consciously meeting her haughty attitude. The girl raised her chin. "I am Jessica, daughter of Alpha Caesar and Luna Jasmine of Midnight Pack." Her words had a commanding tone, as if she anticipated the room to bow before her.

“Every drawer, every corner. But the phone wasn’t there. What else did you want them to do?” Jessica froze, her eyes widening. “What do you mean it wasn’t there? Of course it was there! Where else could it be?” Her voice rose with every word, shrill with desperation. “Of all the persons it could be with it had to be Brielle! Brielle! Do you even know what that means?!” She yelled, gripping her hair in frustration. Scott tilted his head, his lips curving into that smirk she hated so much. “It means, my darling Jessica, that you underestimated Brielle. She is smarter than you think.”

MELISSA'S POV I climbed down the stairs yawning from tiredness. I didn't go to bed on time last night because I couldn't stop watching the late night fashion show displaying. I loved the way they all dressed and spoke eloquently. I really want to be like that, go to school and be able to speak that way. I would talk to Asher about it, maybe he would get me a teacher so I could able to read and write. The little knowledge I have, I learnt from princess Melissa's books which helped me to understand most of human language.

Jessica sends a thinking emoji and then goes back to reading over her diary. Gabrielle and Jessica have grown closer. The woman is beginning to come out of her shell after finally dropping Jake. It also turns out that Gabrielle has a sharp tongue. She makes sure that there's a no-nonsense zone in the work environment. Now, Jessica can truly say that she has a friend at work. And the future godmother to her daughter. Jessica would make Christine the godmother, but she's already her aunt. However, she doesn't know that yet.

But they were starting to notice. Jessica tilted her head, tone syrupy. “Bianca? Is everything alright?” Bianca blinked. “Yes, of course. I just—momentarily forgot the order of the steps. That’s all. It’s a complicated spell sequence, you know how these things are.” She laughed lightly, like forgetting your own ancestral unlocking method was completely reasonable. I smiled. It was a small thing. Barely a twitch. But Jessica caught it. She spun on her heel, eyes narrowed. “What are you laughing at, you wolfless?!”

Juno said. “Ondrink?” Jessica questioned, still confused. “Nevermind,” she said as her memory of Mr. Ondrink flooded back. “I am going to kill him,” she spat in anger because she just remembered that he was the one that put the spell over her, robbing her off her memory. For a moment she remembered her decision right before her memory got wiped. ‘I was going to claim him,’ she thought and looked at Deacon. “I will mind link Ondrink myself,” Jessica said, coming to a halt in front of her bedroom door.