Jane Hopper Novels & Stories

She looked confident and relaxed, but I knew she was hiding something. I laughed and shrugged. “Well, nothing much. I mean, you already know I’m Jane, I’m married to Rick, the most boring man on earth,” I joked, rolling my eyes. I looked like a typical housewife, but I was more than that. I was a very ambitious woman. “I’ve lived my entire life as a housewife, but I do plan on taking on lots of businesses and lots of properties as well. And guess what? You are going to help me. I want to hire you as my PA,” I said, dropping the bombshell.

This woman was capable of anything. “This was really risky. These are the Fords we are talking about. They might find us in a few hours. No, in minutes! I need to leave now!” He yelled, feeling agitated. “Jonas, don’t complain. You did this because you owe me big time... Have you forgotten how I saved you from losing your practising licence?” The woman sneered. "I saved you from going to jail. It's only right that you help me out." The woman was none other than Miriam Hopper, Roxanne's stepmother and a fugitive.

"Well, I don't know for sure… but I think, Jane loves Brandon too, in one way or another," "Really, Marline jumps in excitement at my words. "Hey, but don't say that to your daddy or Jane, it's our little secret," "What secret…..." We both turned our faces to see Jane standing in the doorway, with five-month-old Liam, and loads of shopping bags in arms. "Jane," I quickly took long steps to the doorways helping Jane with bags of groceries. "How many times do I have to tell you, to call me, when you need me? '' I scolded Jane, only to make her smile and baby Liam giggle.

Rachel West said it ironically, James Smith stared at her coldly, and suddenly felt that this woman had really changed a lot. She had never spoken to him in such a sarcastic tone before. In front of him, she has always been flattering. Now her sarcastic and alienated attitude really made him a little uncomfortable, even a little annoyed. Just then, his phone rang suddenly, it was Max Holland. "Mr. Smith, Linda Park's boss, has been found out, her name is Lana Lance. She used to be a little-known actor. Later, she opened a studio and signed Linda Park, but Lana Lance didn't know much about the contract."

"And now, for our final nominee...after rigorous deliberation by the committee. The winner of this year's best actress and queen of the entertainment industry is......" I snapped out of it, rushing towards the sofa with a soft thump. I fixated my gaze on the screen, afraid that it would all be over if i blinked . "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome on stage....Miss Irina Williams!!." - The hostess announced. The crowd cheered, applause ringing as i watched Irina walk up the aisle , a soft smile adorned on her soft features as she waved her hands gracefully. Her off- shouldered, red sequel dress sparkled under the lights. She looked absolutely stunning as the crowd adored her.

“Auntie Julie”, she cried with tears threatening to spill from her bright eyes. “I don’t want to go to that school anymore!” Julie made the monumental decision to be the guardian of her late sister Mara’s beautiful daughter when she died shortly after giving birth to Hannah. Being a mother isn’t easy, even for a normal child and Julie knew this. The problem was that Hannah wasn’t a normal child, and Julie learned when Hannah was very young that she had a strange ability to just know things.

"She could try to find out if they have the same experience. She could, you know, kind of do a survey or something..." "That's a wonderful idea...er..." Ms. Anderson paused for her name. "Jane." "That is a wonderful idea, Jane." Jane used to think that her name was too plain. The most common name any lazy parents could come up with. But when Ms. Anderson said it, it became a melody to her ear. Jane also felt what she said, that she was the kind of person who had wonderful ideas all the time. And the way Ms. Anderson was smiling at her, Jane felt smarter and braver and taller and stronger, as if she could climb to the top of the highest tower with no ladder other than that golden hair.

the someone cut me off. "Her name is Annabelle Siromani, my daughter."

The family nods in agreement. I spent the next day with Jen trying to help her get to feeling better enough to help with the research. I just want us to find the information needed so Jen doesn't have to go through that again. Friday rolls around and Jen decides that she is ready to get things going. Moma Rose and I are with her in her room as she gets up to get dressed when the vision hits her again, this time, she is thrown to her bed where she starts to convulse.