Romans & histoires Jade Spear

Emma giggled. “You do too!” “Well, I’m glad you guys like your bath stuff. It’s so hard to pick for someone else, ya know?” A she wolf with long, jet black hair, tan skin, and striking blue eyes entered the room addressing Emma and I with a warm smile. “Jade, Emma, this is Jasper’s mate and our beta female Cleo.” Elliott gestured to this beautiful girl and her smile grew wider. I couldn’t help but feel drawn to her, she had such a vibrant energy about her.

“Hey! I don’t need people to babysit m- also it’s important to figure out which screams suits me. Now when we have time, we’ll do the laugh. I feel like a big ‘hahaha’ suits me more than a giggle and-” “Jake is an expert in this, you know. You should ask him to sit with you.” I say and Jake widens his eyes at me before giving me an angry look. “Jake! Is that you?” I hear a sweet voice making me whip my head around in the direction of the woman who broke up with Jake a month before their wedding, I finally got a good look at her. The last time I had just seen her from a distance but now here she was standing in front of me looking so simple and beautiful. She was short with dark brown hair an

Nothing, there was nothing on my body. “Allorah?” Farah asked as I see everyone standing by the door. “I know what Stefan wants,” I said, chuckling like crazy. “What?” Dominique asked. “Our immortality,” I whispered, “Stefan wants our immortality.” “Are you sure?” Farah asked, confused. “You are right!” Dominique said as he rubs his chin. “You mentioned the small symbol. That one that represented what your role was.” “Exactly! Mine was a Diamond, and it’s no longer on me,” I said.

“I like it here. So peaceful. I was furious at Skip when he threw me somewhere I hadn’t even heard of a town called Jasmine Springs. It changed everything the moment I set foot and saw those trees for the first time. I thought this place was a little paradise. I can stay here for a long time if I haven’t left some works back home.” “So do I. I love it being here. The tall trees, fresh air, the smell of wildflowers, and those folks who never judged me. I have the freedom to explore without them watching and scrutinizing every move I make and every word I say. And that lake means something to me.” “That must be hard...” I looked at her beautiful face. “Being judged.” “You have no idea, especia

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?!”

“Gorgeous.” Reaper’s eyes narrow in warning as he pulls Jade into the security of his arms. “She’s mine. Get your own.” He whispers with a pout. Jade snorts and rolls her eyes. “Okay, then. I know you two probably have some work to take care of. You have ten minutes.” She says with a scolding glare. Which is funny coming from someone so small and fragile. Jade is a very talented ballet dancer. We met last year during one of her performances. She and Reaper were going through some relationship issues, and Kazik was looking for a way to make Reaper hurt. That’s how Reaper and I were able to resolve our differences and became friends.

Jade said, her hand resting on the EMP charge at her belt. The woman stood up, a sad smile on her face. "You’re Jade Miller. The 'Phoenix.' Julian spoke of you often. He said you were the only variable he couldn't control. I see now that he was right. You didn't come here to save this child. You came here to erase her." "She’s not a child," Jade snapped, her voice cold. "She’s a biological weapon. I know what’s in her blood because it’s in mine, too."

Jade sniffled, trying to calm down enough to talk and then started. "My name isn’t Jade. I am Finley Séad, the daughter of Finnegan Séad. I named myself Jade, because that’s what our last name means. I am here to avenge my parents death. But I couldn’t do it. I am such a failure. Please kill me. I am not worthy of my parents name." Jade said.

Jade Gold closed the door after her, trying not to be daunted by the pounding in her chest. This man she claimed to detest so much turned out to have that impact on her. But why him? Sitting cross-legged on her wooden bed, she calmed herself and attempted to sift through the confusing emotions in her mind. She was Jade Gold, future Imperial Advisor and currently the only female Imperial Guard. She couldn’t allow her emotions to take over her like that! He was that boorish mercenary Roc Chadwick! Even when Jade encountered colleagues of the opposite sex daily, to the extent that she went through some accidental touching, she hadn’t reacted like that!

She did not want to stoop as low as these people but Javier kept persuading her. “No, I’m not going over there. Zack Dilley’s going to speak ill of me when I’m there. He’s close to Mr. Noe.” “What are you scared of? You said he’s a virtuous man. If you don’t go, it would look like you really have something to hide. Go on!” As Javier kept up his coaxing, Jade failed in her refusal and finally went on her way. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Noe. I’m Jade Odell from Beacon Tires. I—”