Novels by Jessie summers

A note from the author.We have just reached the climax. Demon host has finally come to an end right here.And I know there are so many things that have not been sorted out, so many mysteries to be solved. And you all have questions, which is why I am currently working on putting up the second part of this series "Demon's possession".This book was originally meant to be a triology series but after much consideration, I finally decided to split the first part in two, which is now "Demon Host" and "Demon's possession" because it was getting longer than I had expected, in the process now making it a four book series.I would be taking a little time off to focus on my other ongoing books till they're completed so updates on the second book might come up very slowly. I hope you all can understand.In the meantime I have already published a draft of the Demon's possession here on GoodNovel so feel free to add it to your libra

My thoughts were all over the place, i wanted to open my mouth to say something but the words did not seem to want to fall off, and just like Faye could read my mind she quickly said,"I'll go get it instead." But maybe that was just her way of quenching her curiosity and number one reason for coming here to begin with, but either ways I was somewhat grateful.Letting out an audible sigh, I quickly looked through the two dresses lying in front of me and picked up the white one, pushed it on and as quickly as I could straighten my hair with a little touch of lip gloss to my dry lips. Not exactly the look i was opting for but it would have to do. I did not want to keep him waiting.A pair of neon heals later, i was standing in the mirror again, zoning on my look. Even though i have been on numerous dates previously in my life before a part of me still felt a little nervous, maybe this would not turn out as well...I shook the thought out of my mind, strapped my purse around my shoulder a

Even though the vacancy in this small fitted diner was becoming more and more after brunch serves, the place was still noisy, filled with laughter and clashing of plates cups or glasses but yet still the silence in the tiny space at the back in our little corner booth between my friends was deafening to my ears.I watched Ming's expression contour into one of confusion and Faye's into one of disappointment.

"About?" I swallowed, not in anyway liking the intensity in the words that just fell off her lips.Ming sighed deeply, looking around to see if anyone was looking in thier direction before lowering her head and whispering one word, one name, that had my brows going up and the extra mile. "Isabella.""You know... The doctor?" She said."What about her?"" I can't really pinpoint it... But there's something up with her. " She looked like she was in deep thought, there was little wrinkle between her brows as she stared down at her fruit punch and spoke low tones. "While I was blanked... I saw something".With those words, I sat upright now full-fledged, interested in what she was saying and so was Faye.The way Ming's fingers shook when she said those words, ever so slightly i would have missed it if I was not trying to observe every bit of her movements and reactions,

MY HANDS MOVED fluently on their own accord around the scrawny sketch pad now covered in scrambled up images. I had the picture in my head yet whenever I tried to put it down to paper it always came out so wrong.'Why?'I nearly screamed out of frustration at the remedy then I stopped for just a moment to take in my hand work. It was a rough sketch indeed. The darkened lines bind with the edges of her skin put me at an edge, it wasn't even real... Yet I was jolting. This is my doing, my work, my drawing, of a creature that had hunted my dreams for so long up till now.The hollowness in the depths of it's eyes made my stomach clench. Knowing fully well that it was inside of me and it could probably see exactly what I was doing right then....or not.I remember the empty look in it's eyes like I was staring at it live all over again. But I refused to be consumed by the thought, and just

This is the first time I'm doing this, and I'm very sorry this isn't a chapter, but I felt it was necessary to let you guys know about my current predicament, mostly to avoid any hate speach or over pushing on my comment section.I'm going to be slacking a little on my updates more lately than before. Why? Because I have a life outside writing, a situation of most which I can't mention here most importantly.I'm not in a right state right now and things are a bit tough but I'm only saying this to explain why I won't be updating quite often anymore as it's affecting me gravely.And to top all of that, there's school... A very time and energy consuming thing that's also going to affect my updating schedule. Yes! I am still very much a student in every sense...But I'm going to try my very best to post at least a chapter every week. I hope you can understand, you

Violet.The corners of my full lips bloom out a vibrant smile of satisfaction as I stare at my petite frame on the long mirror in front of me. Picking every little detail I admire how beautifully the silk violet dress clings to my body from the low cleavage that gave a rather tempting view of my now full and perky breasts to the tight clog at my small waist and down the expanded length of my slender but vividly dangerous curves, and then along the long slit from the top of my thighs and down to my feet adorned with a beautiful silver strap heel.A smirk forms on my lips.I feel sexy.Utterly and undeniably damn snatching!I have to say, Mother Nature truly did a fine job on me over the years. I've become thicker in the busts and thighs but unfortunately my behind has sworn to it's creator that it would never, under any circumstance increase by a swell. I cringe as I turn around examining the size of my bottom in the mirror.Fundging stubborn ingrate!With a little sigh I take a sit at

"Dance with me." Kyle says to me.It's not a question, it's a polite order. I have no objections, I can't even if I wanted to. He has me entirely transfixed and compelled with his touch and the depths of his stare. Just as he circles both his hands around my waist and invades my personal space till we're both sharing the same oxygen, I wrap my tiny arms around his neck and dig my nails into his over grown hair. "Did I forget to tell you that you look delicious?" I say to which he lifts a brow up at me while chewing on his lower lip. "Like I could eat you."The sound of his chuckles causes a minimal grumble in my belly....or maybe it's just in my head. But then he drops his voice in that deep masculine melody of an English accent "can't deny I'd love that."My cheeks hit up at his words, knowing the meaning doesn't represent one of innocence at all. I bury my head on his chest and just let him cocoon me in his embrace while I listen to the the steady rhythm of his heartbeat and we danc

I'd have run us over if Kyle didn't switch gears. How in heaven's name did he expect me! Someone who has never been behind a wheel ever to drive us both safely? We had to pull over somewhere by the roadside and switch. I let him take control of the wheel and I sat there acting all grumpy and shit. Murmuring to him words somewhere along the lines of leaving me to drive and leading us both to our graves. He'd only laughed it off saying something about my friendship with Alice robbing off on me, although he looked terrified. My guy had to stand outside the lonely streets for a good thirty seconds catching his breath and holding his throat in pretense of false suffocation, making those weird constipated faces he's fund of. And he says I'm the dramatic one. Now it's past nine at night, and I'm standing right here in front of my school.... or bet

"Lexa!" The moment I step past the front door, I haven't even found my way completely inside the house when Caroline ambushes me and pulls me into a bone crushing hug. "Oh, here goes..." I awkwardly wrap my hands around her back trying not to give out the fact that she's literally restricting me of oxygen. She pulls away slightly then pinches both my cheeks with both of her index and tomb fingers. "How are you feeling tiger?" "Alive." I say baldly and she doesn't seem satisfied with my response. "I have some aspirin in the top shelf if you're in any pain, and I can ask the girls to draw you a hot tub, I'm sure you must be exhu..."

"Surprise?" I say with a small smile on my face as I make my way towards Kyle who stands by the passenger door of his red Porsche, looking all glamorous and clean in a white turtleneck long sleeve and green army pants matched with his huge pair of Dior leather foot destroyers as I like to call them. He pulls himself up and a little smile brushes across his pink plum lips as I close in on him. His eyes are being shaded by the big ray-bans he has on and although he has on a clean haircut, gone is the disturbing piece of white fabric that were guarded around his head about two weeks ago, he didn't trim the front which gives the blowing wind an advantage to dance with his hair. "So," I say stopping directly in front of him. "What's the surprise?" "Me?" He asks, cocking his head to the left a little in the goofy way in whic

Taking the first step by the entrance, my eyes immediately shoot up to the welcoming calligraphy full of glittery colors that reads 'Katie's sweets' by the top of the building and I let out a satisfied sigh, along with a brief smile that takes over my facial features. Redirecting my attention to the entrance, I walk up the narrow stairs and feel my brows crease when I notice that, unlike the last time I was here, the seal on the entrance door has been removed and the lock is hanging loosely by the hook. That makes my frown grow deeper and next thing I'm walking faster to see what's happening on the inside. The place is dark I would probably trip and fall if it isn't for the provision of midday light illuminating rather dimly into the open space by the extended half-glass walls on the other end of the bakery. My nose scrunches up a bit when I in