Novel & Cerita Yellowjackets #jackie

"Damn. If these are the comp tickets the team gets, I'm gonna need you to introduce me to some of Daniel's friends." "Daniel?" the girl in front of us turns around and asks. "Daniel Zavaro?" She'd be pretty if she wasn't giving us such a sneer. Long, glossy dark hair, big blue eyes ringed with black, pouty pink lips, and a killer rack. She looks like a super model. A bitchy one, but a supermodel nonetheless. "Yeah," Geni says with a smile. She either doesn't notice the death glares from this chick, or she's trying to kill her with kindness. My money is on the latter. "He's dating my friend Quincy here."

"Enough with this nonsense guys." said Jack looking at his band mates who are making fun of him as he got into yet another scandal with a female idol, couple of days ago. "Don’t be grumpy Jack. Look at the gossips. Oh My God! your fans are scolding that poor girl as she is in scandal with you. I pity her" said Zach McQueen one of his band mates. He is closest to Jack. Zach is also known as 'THUNDER' by fans. His voice is so deep and sexy, so they named him Thunder.

Jackie made a puking noise and grabbed our attention. "Is there a problem?" Jackson asked this time. "How could you guys want to be with it? All she's good for is cleaning and a good lay." She huffed while crossing her arms in front of her chest. Jackson had her by the throat so fast, I hadn't even realized he left my side.

“Thank you, ex-wife.” Aspen smiled and hugged him back. “Ahh, what I’ve been waiting for, for the last year and a half. Too bad I’ve already moved on.” Aspen winked at James who beamed back. **** Jackie came down an hour later. She looked like a mess. Her eyes were pink and her face blotchy. She held the same knife that Jason had with him. “You have to guarantee that Cindy is safe.” Cried Jackie as she went behind Alesssa and untied her.

The one with red hair sang: ♫ Baby Jackie, you don't need to be this angry. Take a look at Zaddy. He is begging for a hug. Have some sense of filial piety, will you? Or one day when it finally comes to your mind, Zaddy'll be beyond your reach. Little Jackie, you Zaddy's favorite honey...♫ Jack's face became green while his grandpa enjoyed the show, even recording it on his tablet. He tried to get closer to him, but the ladies prevented him. He turned around to leave, but the red-haired lady pushed him back in with a creepy smile and continued singing.

Jackie said, playing with her har. Jack's eyes widen. Now he found something new about his sister. (She's obsessed with becoming the Clan Master.) "But I already said that I don't want to be the Clan Master." Jackie rolled her eyes and picked a sharp knife. "You're too noisy. As I said, YOU'RE A BIG OBSTACLE!" Jackie all of a sudden being the knife and hit his head.

“No, you stay here first, and you have to finish eating. Jerry will take care of your area so your supervisor won’t look for you.” Jackie quickly left the door after hearing what Zion said. She returned to her working table and thought. If she can’t claim Zion, then she will just destroy their relationship. Jerry looked at Jackie after he left the office. He felt strange, and she seemed calm. He just shrugged and continued to go out to do Zion’s order again. Jackie looked sharply behind Jerry. When he was out of her sight, she called someone to investigate. She wants to know her rival’s weakness in order to destroy her in Zion’s eyes.

I was about to tell them that Derek Novak owned me and harming me would be a big mistake, but was interrupted by Husky before I could speak. “Who cares?” he spoke up. “Anyone who walks past the forest and reaches the fortress is under our mercy. I’m sure her master will thank us for teaching the insolent slave a lesson.” His finger traced one of the scratches on my legs, drawing blood with his protruding claw. He took a whiff of the blood and smiled before tasting it. He smiled. “Sweet.” It was Pitchy who seemed apprehensive. “Perhaps we shouldn’t touch her. We don’t know who owns her.” Still, his eyes were on me, his free hand running the length of my arm.

The spider from my dream—the monstrous, car-sized beast with glowing yellow eyes—was here, its massive body twisting and writhing as it emerged from the shadows. “How is this possible?” I whispered, my voice trembling. The spider let out a screech, its fangs dripping with venom. “Priscilla,” Jake said, his voice urgent, “we’ll talk about Jena later. Right now, we have a real problem.” The spider lunged, its massive legs crashing down where Jake and I had been standing just seconds before. Jake shoved me aside, drawing his blade and slashing at one of its legs. The blade connected, leaving a shallow gash, but the spider barely seemed fazed.

“That is not handling it. That is freezing. I have watched you freeze for that man since twenty-three and I am not doing it again. I do not care if he sues me for a phone. I care that he’s still acting nonchalant like he still has any right over you.” A woman with a stroller cut around us and gave me a look. I stepped closer to the brick wall and lowered my voice anyway, because this city was small and my job was public and I could already see the clip in my head. Maya Rivera dumps coffee on prominent sports agent. Local team nutritionist also pictured.