Novels by Jessica Sage

"This is quite the cozy little celebration," A voice said as it dripped with sarcasm. Jeremy and Vivian turned immediately to see Ethan standing there with his tie loosened and his face full of rage. "Ethan," Jeremy said as he rose to his feet, “What the heck did you think you were doing?” Ethan chuckled bitterly as he stepped closer. "Oh, come on. Did you think you could kick me out and I’d just disappear?" Vivian chuckled as she rooted to her feet in shock, understanding what was going on. "What you mean, Ethan?" she said, her voice steady but firm. Ethan ignored her as he kept his focus on Jeremy, “If you think that you can keep me locked behind bars, then you are wrong.” Ethan said as he took a step closer. Jeremy slowly walked in front of Vivan protectively, trying to make Ethan and Vivan meet. Ethan let out a bitter chuckle as he stepped further into the room. “Oh, come on. Did you think you could kick me out and I’d just vanish like I never existed?” Vivian

"This is quite the cozy little celebration," A voice said as it dripped with sarcasm. Jeremy and Vivian turned immediately to see Ethan standing there with his tie loosened and his face full of rage. "Ethan," Jeremy said as he rose to his feet, “What the heck did you think you were doing?” Ethan chuckled bitterly as he stepped closer. "Oh, come on. Did you think you could kick me out and I’d just disappear?" Vivian chuckled as she rooted to her feet in shock, understanding what was going on. "What you mean, Ethan?" she said, her voice steady but firm. Ethan ignored her as he kept his focus on Jeremy, “If you think that you can keep me locked behind bars, then you are wrong.” Ethan said as he took a step closer. Jeremy slowly walked in front of Vivan protectively, trying to make Ethan and Vivan meet. Ethan let out a bitter chuckle as he stepped further into the room. “Oh, come on. Did you think you could kick me out and I’d just vanish like I never existed?” Vivian

"This is quite the cozy little celebration," A voice said as it dripped with sarcasm. Jeremy and Vivian turned immediately to see Ethan standing there with his tie loosened and his face full of rage. "Ethan," Jeremy said as he rose to his feet, “What the heck did you think you were doing?” Ethan chuckled bitterly as he stepped closer. "Oh, come on. Did you think you could kick me out and I’d just disappear?" Vivian chuckled as she rooted to her feet in shock, understanding what was going on. "What you mean, Ethan?" she said, her voice steady but firm. Ethan ignored her as he kept his focus on Jeremy, “If you think that you can keep me locked behind bars, then you are wrong.” Ethan said as he took a step closer. Jeremy slowly walked in front of Vivan protectively, trying to make Ethan and Vivan meet. Ethan let out a bitter chuckle as he stepped further into the room. “Oh, come on. Did you think you could kick me out and I’d just vanish like I never existed?” Vivian

"This is quite the cozy little celebration," A voice said as it dripped with sarcasm. Jeremy and Vivian turned immediately to see Ethan standing there with his tie loosened and his face full of rage. "Ethan," Jeremy said as he rose to his feet, “What the heck did you think you were doing?” Ethan chuckled bitterly as he stepped closer. "Oh, come on. Did you think you could kick me out and I’d just disappear?" Vivian chuckled as she rooted to her feet in shock, understanding what was going on. "What you mean, Ethan?" she said, her voice steady but firm. Ethan ignored her as he kept his focus on Jeremy, “If you think that you can keep me locked behind bars, then you are wrong.” Ethan said as he took a step closer. Jeremy slowly walked in front of Vivan protectively, trying to make Ethan and Vivan meet. Ethan let out a bitter chuckle as he stepped further into the room. “Oh, come on. Did you think you could kick me out and I’d just vanish like I never existed?” Vivian

"This is quite the cozy little celebration," A voice said as it dripped with sarcasm. Jeremy and Vivian turned immediately to see Ethan standing there with his tie loosened and his face full of rage. "Ethan," Jeremy said as he rose to his feet, “What the heck did you think you were doing?” Ethan chuckled bitterly as he stepped closer. "Oh, come on. Did you think you could kick me out and I’d just disappear?" Vivian chuckled as she rooted to her feet in shock, understanding what was going on. "What you mean, Ethan?" she said, her voice steady but firm. Ethan ignored her as he kept his focus on Jeremy, “If you think that you can keep me locked behind bars, then you are wrong.” Ethan said as he took a step closer. Jeremy slowly walked in front of Vivan protectively, trying to make Ethan and Vivan meet. Ethan let out a bitter chuckle as he stepped further into the room. “Oh, come on. Did you think you could kick me out and I’d just vanish like I never existed?” Vivian

"This is quite the cozy little celebration," A voice said as it dripped with sarcasm. Jeremy and Vivian turned immediately to see Ethan standing there with his tie loosened and his face full of rage. "Ethan," Jeremy said as he rose to his feet, “What the heck did you think you were doing?” Ethan chuckled bitterly as he stepped closer. "Oh, come on. Did you think you could kick me out and I’d just disappear?" Vivian chuckled as she rooted to her feet in shock, understanding what was going on. "What you mean, Ethan?" she said, her voice steady but firm. Ethan ignored her as he kept his focus on Jeremy, “If you think that you can keep me locked behind bars, then you are wrong.” Ethan said as he took a step closer. Jeremy slowly walked in front of Vivan protectively, trying to make Ethan and Vivan meet. Ethan let out a bitter chuckle as he stepped further into the room. “Oh, come on. Did you think you could kick me out and I’d just vanish like I never existed?” Vivian

Damon looked at her, his chest tightened with every word she said. Let’s be together. It should’ve sounded simple, like something he could reach out and take. But instead, it felt like stepping off a cliff. He shook his head slowly. “You don’t know what you’re asking for, Vivan.” Her eyes glistened, with raw emotion. “I know exactly what I’m asking for. I’m asking you to stop running from me. Damon." He turned away, his hand tightened around the edge of the counter. “If I let myself want this… I’ll destroy you.” She frowned. “Destroy me? Damon, you already saved me more times than you realize. Don’t turn this into some noble excuse to keep pushing me away, Damon. Look at me!" she said as she moved his face to face her. "I understand, that you didn't have an happy marriage but I’m not her,” she whispered, her thumb brushing lightly over his jaw. “I’m not here to hurt you, Damon. I’m here because I want you, Damon. Tell me you don't feel anything and I will leave." He star

“I’m going to teach you a lesson, you bastard!” Sebastian’s voice tore through the air. He lunged forward, his eyes burned with fury, but before his fist could land, another voice cut through the noise, this was calm, commanding, but sharp enough to slice through his anger. “Enough!” Everyone froze. Vivan stood at the doorway, her expression unreadable but her presence strong enough to silence the entire room. Her voice didn’t rise, but it carried weight — the kind that made people listen whether they wanted to or not. “Mr. Lockwood,” she said, her tone firm, “you’re coming with me. Now.” Two men in dark suits stepped forward behind her. Within seconds, Sebastian was restrained, still struggling but he was outmatched. His protest died the moment her eyes locked with his. “Take him to the precinct,” she ordered coolly. “No special treatment. I’ll handle the paperwork myself.” The men nodded and led him out. The room grew quiet again, thick with tension that refused to fade. Vi

"I am going to teach you a lesson, you bastard!" Vivan immediately stood up hearing those words, and knowing that if the matter is not carefully taken care of, it might escalate. “Enough!” she said with a calm and commanding voice that resounded in the room, like a blade. Every head turned toward her. Even Sebastian froze in his mid-motion, his jaw felt still tight and his glare locked on Damon. “Mr. Lockwood,” she said firmly, straightening her blazer as she faced him, “this is a professional setting, not a playground for personal grudges or ego battles. I would advise we all remember why we’re here to close a deal, not start a war.” Her tone was unshakable and Sharp, but dignified. Even the board members, who moments ago looked ready to bolt, now sat silently, watching her command the room with authority. Sebastian’s fist loosened slowly. He exhaled, forcing a faint smile as he leaned back into his chair. “Of course, Miss Whitmore, anything for you." Vivan’s eyes narro

The room was already thick with tension when the doors opened again. Every head turned as he walked in — Sebastian Lockwood. Rich. Sophisticated. Perfectly composed in a tailored suit that probably cost more than Damon’s entire wardrobe. His presence alone drew attention — quiet, commanding, deliberate. He didn’t need to raise his voice; the world bent toward him naturally. But Damon saw the flicker in his eyes first — not interest in the meeting, not even in the negotiation — but in Vivan. Lockwood’s gaze lingered on her for a second too long, his expression polite, almost charming. But Damon knew the type — the kind of man who smiled while calculating what he could own. Vivan, ever the professional, kept her posture straight. Her expression was unreadable, her voice composed when she greeted, “Mr. Lockwood.” “Miss Whitmore” Sebastian replied, his tone smooth as silk. “It’s been far too long. You look… radiant as ever.” Vivan’s lips curved faintly, though her eyes rem

Damon stared at her, the words sinking in deeper than he wanted to admit. He wasn’t used to being seen like that — not for his presence, not for his integrity. He’d spent years being seen as the weapon, the threat, the one they called when someone needed to be silenced. Not the one people believed in. He tore his gaze away, inhaling slowly. “And if I screw this up?” Vivan didn’t hesitate. “Then you learn. But you don’t back down.” The firmness in her tone made something in his chest steady — a small, fragile thing trying to become courage. He nodded once, more to himself than her. “Alright. Let’s go through it again.” Vivan’s lips curved into the faintest smile. “Good. You’ll open by acknowledging their proposal—don’t agree, just acknowledge. Then pivot to the supply imbalance.” Damon tried to follow, his mind running a thousand miles a minute as she spoke. The words — trade, boundaries, resources — felt like a foreign language. But her voice anchored him. Calm. Clear. Steady.

Damon quickly reached for the phone, grabbing it before Klaus could step closer. “That? Oh, yeah, she, uh, brought it here last night,” he said, his voice a touch too casual. “She was helping me with my shoulder, remember? It was pretty bad after dinner. I think she left it behind when she went back to her room.” Klaus’s brow furrowed slightly. “She was here last night?” Damon nodded smoothly, slipping the phone into his good hand and gesturing vaguely toward the table. “Just to help. She insisted on doing that, stubborn as ever.” Klaus gave a small chuckle at that, though his gaze still lingered suspiciously on Damon’s face. “That sounds like her,” he said slowly. “Always insisting she knows best.” “Exactly,” Damon said with a grin, relieved that his excuse seemed to be working. “Trust me, she was bossing me around like a doctor on call. I think she even threatened to confiscate my Charger if I didn’t rest.” Klaus’s lips twitched into an amused smile. “That does sound like V

Daniel stared at her for a long moment, clearly stunned at what she had just said.“A job?” he repeated slowly, as if tasting the word. “I should look for a job?”Magret raised a brow. “Yes. You want us to keep spoon-feeding you? You are a grown man.”Daniel nodded. “I understand. I will get something done.”Trevor rolled his eyes. “Ah, Daniel, ever since you got back from the hospital, Daniel has been feeling lazy. He literally does one or two gigs; now all he does is wander about with no source of income,” he hissed.“Trevor! Don't forget that you are talking to my husband like that. Can't you show a little bit of respect?” Caroline warned.“Respect is earned, Sophie, and if he does not make himself useful, he might lose you. I would not have a useless in-law live under the same roof with me,” Margret hissed in irritation.Daniel clenched his jaw but said nothing. His hands tightened at his sides, knuckles whitening as the words sank in.“I said I’ll get something done,” he repeated

"Brother, that is enough, please stand up!” Sophie said, feeling sympathy for her poor brother. She knows Trevor is full of pride, and having him kneel in front of her and Daniel would make him feel extremely bad. She bent down and slowly pulled him up to his feet, with her fingers wrapped around his arms. “That’s enough, brother. I know you didn't say that out of spite but out of concern for me. Get up,” she said. Trevor slowly rose to his feet, feeling his pride scattered. “Thank you, sister,” he said. Then he slowly turned to Daniel, who was standing beside Sophie with a smile on his face. “Can you see now? I have done that. Are you happy?” he said with spite in his tone. Daniel’s smile did not fade, but his eyes sharpened slightly. “This was never about making me happy,” he replied calmly. “It was about making things right.” “Do you think…?” “Enough!!” Margaret cut in sharply. “You guys, this isn't the time for you both to fight like cat and rat,” she barked in ange

The room went still at Margaret’s sharp command. Trevor’s head moved towards her mother in surprise, "Mum, what the hell you taking about?" Her gaze hardened, steady and unyielding, as she took a slow step forward. “Watch your words, Trevor,” she said calmly. “I know exactly what I am talking about.” Trevor ran a hand through his hair, with frustration clearly written across his face. “You’re acting like I committed a crime,” he snapped. “It was a statement, not a contract.” Margaret shook her head. “In this family, a statement made before witnesses carries weight,” she replied. “You did not whisper those words in private. You said them with confidence, with certainty, and with the intent to humiliate.” Sophie’s fingers curled at her sides. She could feel the tension crackling. This was no longer just between brothers. This was authority meeting defiance. Daniel finally spoke, his voice low. “You underestimated her,” he said simply. “And you were willing to stake your posi

Sophie looked at him curiously. “What do you mean?” “I mean this is just the beginning of good things in the hands of we, the Carringtons. With the Alisters by our side, we are going to really shine beyond our expectations,” Trevor said as he began pacing around the room with a grin. “I am so happy for you, Sophie. We are really happy! You made us proud,” he added. “Thank you so much, brother.” Daniel stood there, observing Trevor’s reactions and actions. He couldn’t help but feel disgusted by them. Yesterday, Trevor had promised that he would leave the Carringtons’ industry if Sophie made it work, and now he was pretending to be happy for her. He had always been that cunning. Daniel’s jaw tightened, but he said nothing. He remained by the window, his arms crossed, watching Trevor pace like a man already counting victories that were not yet his. Slowly, Daniel stepped forward with a smile, his hands tucked into his pockets. “It is such a good thing that my wife here ha

Sophie couldn't believe her eyes; her jaw dropped in surprise.“Yes,” the man replied calmly, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “One hundred and twenty million dollars.”A stunned silence followed his words.Sophie blinked once, then twice, forcing herself to regain composure. Inside, her mind raced—but she did not allow the shock to show for long. She straightened slowly, schooling her expression back into calm professionalism.“That is… quite generous, sir,” she said carefully. “May I ask what prompted such a significant increase?”The woman seated to the man’s left leaned forward slightly. A smile tugged at her lips; there was no way she could say that their big boss, Daniel, had commanded that it should be tripled even before she started her presentation.Although, after her presentation, the officials couldn’t help but nod at how perfectly she had made the proposal.The woman cleared her throat. “Your proposal doesn’t just benefit us short-term. It positions Alister’s Group ahea

The next day.Sophie stood in front of the mirror wearing a black long dress, she had just finished preparing the proposal for the Alister’s group whi h she would be submitting today.She let out a deep breathe, nervousness and anxiety running through her veins.Immediately, she heard a soft knock on the door and without waiting foe an answer, the door opened. Sophie didn’t bother to look at who that was before she asked, “Do I look okay?” She asked.Danile walked closer to her and let out a smile, he admired at his wife's perfect hour glass figure. “You are perfect, Sophie, you look impeccable. I have no doubt that you ate going to make a very prefect impression.” Sophie let out a smile and turned over to him, “thank you. You always have a way to make me feel better Daniel.” Daniel reached out and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, his touch gentle and reassuring.“That’s because I know you,” he said softly. “And I know you don’t walk into rooms unprepared, I believe in