Jenn Sentence Examples

The air around Jenn had stilled, and she searched her gaze.

Jenn's been puttin' the hurt on her sources for info on Talon's plans.

Jenn ran small wand over her body, eyes expertly taking in her skin.

Jenn returned after a few minutes, her gaze softening.

The front door opened, and Jenn peered in.

Jenn was dressed in a revealing top and tight jeans, her arms crossed and her features amused.

I'm waiting for Jenn to confirm, and we'll schedule to take it out tomorrow morning, Toni said.

Jenn asked too casually.

He'd messed around with Jenn only a few hours earlier and already felt the need to unwind again.

She didn't have Jenn's drop dead, gorgeous beauty or Sofi's classic, cool beauty.

He wondered if Bianca's thick curls were as soft as Sofi or Jenn's hair.

I'll take a couple of the meetings, and I tasked Jenn to start forwarding intelligence reports to me as well.

He pulled the robe over her exposed body, feeling the urge to run to the gym or call Jenn for a quickie to relieve the sexual spring within him.

Everything about Jenn was sexy, from her tight clothing to her sensual walk to her smoky make-up and low, gravelly voice.

Bianca liked Jenn, though she felt there was more to the woman than she could pinpoint.

Tell me about yours, Jenn said with a smile.

They look human, Jenn.

Jenn smiled faintly with a nod.

Jenn's voice was hushed, her gaze growing penetrating.

Jenn smiled and disappeared.

Her conversation with Jenn made the world around her more concrete.

It was midnight, and he'd just finished reading Jenn's latest report.

Have Jenn twist a few arms for details and to validate the intercepts.

Jenn said he's at HQ.

He was not long for this world, and she was no Jenn-- a woman there for his physical pleasure.

I told Bianca about Jenn.

There was a knock at the door; Jenn opened it and froze.

Jenn's brow furrowed, but she responded quickly.

She had no phone, no way of contacting Dusty or Jenn or Darian.

She started to type a response when Jenn's voice interrupted her.

A smile escaped despite Jenn's wariness, and the model held out a manicured hand.

They entered a quieter wing, and Jenn stopped to knock on a closed door.

She couldn't help wondering about the two of them and why she felt suddenly jealous, even though Jenn could give Dusty something she wasn't willing to.

Jenn's guys got something.

Jenn's voice was quiet in Dusty's ear.

I'm expecting a report on their security later, Jenn replied.

Jenn, start intel feeds every thirty minutes starting now.

Jimmy jogged out of the basement war room, and Jenn disappeared.

At the husky female voice, Dusty turned to see Jenn fluff Jonny's hair as she passed.

Speck stared, and Jenn frowned.

Jenn touched the earpiece tucked in her ear, frowning.

Jenn, keep Jonny away from that place and safe.

Jenn asked, watching him closely.

Jenn reached them and bent at the waist, gasping.

Jenn, looks like we need a ride.

Jenn met his gaze, and he looked again towards the fire.

I'll send you Jenn.

Jenn is the chief of my spies.

Is … Jenn here?

Drop off Jenn and come back.

He'd met Jenn once and didn't know her well enough to know where she'd be.

Both figures froze, before Jenn scrambled to obey.

Jenn crossed to Jonny's side.

While uneasy, Damian suspected Jenn was seasoned enough to handle the boy for a month.

Jenn said nothing, aware the vamps in the interrogation room were listening.

The vamp bowed his head and pushed past Jenn.

Jenn forced a smile on her face.

Jenn glanced at Jonny, who looked agitated yet distracted.

Xander stepped back to the door beside Jenn.

Jenn's gaze flew up to the strange vamp, and she followed his gaze.

Her heart pounding, Jenn moved forward and whispered into Jonny's ear.

Jenn shot the first vamp and stepped in front of the next.

Jenn shot the second one.

Jenn sensed the next vamp charge her and spun, burying her knife in the neck of the nearest before she lashed out with a kick at the next.

His face was drawn as he strode past Jenn.

Jenn, I think … I'm not sure what to do.

Jenn dwelled on his words.

Jenn, thank you for helping me today.

Jenn left without saying anything, once again unable to get a read on the kid.

Jenn snorted, wondering how she explained there was only one vamp in an entire organization of inhuman blood suckers that gave her the creeps.

Jenn snapped awake and sat, reaching for the gun under her pillow.

Jenn trotted through the halls, hopping over dead vamps as she went.

Jenn ran through the halls, certain no vamp was about to get in her way when all of them so far were dead.

Jenn checked his eyes and lowered her ear to his mouth to make sure he was breathing.

Jenn had wanted to shoot him since meeting him, and she opened fire.

You survived, too, Jenn.

Jenn, help me to my room.

Jenn started forward, not surprised when the vamp blocked her path.

Jenn didn't approach, instead sinking into the shadows of one of the many pillars providing support all along the main floor.

Jenn followed him this time.

Satisfied to have found his room, Jenn made her way back to the window, where Jonny remained.

Unwilling to disturb his solitary mood, Jenn leaned back against a pillar and watched.

Jenn heard Jonny's door close, and the sound woke her from her light sleep.

Jenn waited until he was far enough ahead that he wouldn't hear her before she trailed.

For half an hour, Jenn tried to find his trail.

Most of it had frozen in the coldness that made Jenn's breaths hang in the air.

Jenn watched, confused, until he lowered his head to her neck.

Jenn watched him go.

Hardening, Jenn turned away and retreated through the forest and rocks to the compound.

Jenn returned to her room and flipped on the lights.

Sofi claimed Jenn would have a protector, and there was no need to worry about what Jonny might do.

His gaze went to Jenn.

Jonny glanced at Jenn, as if noticing for the first time that she wasn't armed.

Jenn pounded into the punching bag.

Jenn clamped her mouth shut.

Jenn thought little of it at the time.

Jenn paused in the doorway of the gym.

For the first time since he began his sick games, Jenn felt genuine fear trickle through her.

Jenn bit back a retort and left, unable to shake the sense he'd told her something he didn't mean for her to know.

The Guardians are for warriors, Jenn.

Jenn's mind does not work as it should.

Jenn slumped at the table as they talked on around her.

Jenn's tension fled from her as she picked up the small child and hugged her close.

Jenn's gaze went towards the main room of the dwelling.

Her hair was short and curly, too, unlike the blond, blue-eyed father that'd all but raped Jenn on their mating night.

Jenn touched Talia's soft skin, smiling.

Jenn laughed softly at Talia's chubby hands trying to grasp the bright bauble.

I wanted to give it to you, in case I … Jenn's throat grew tight as she looked at her little girl.

Jenn wiped the tears that formed.

At least Talia would have a family to care for her until Jenn returned.

Jenn set Talia back in her roughly hewn bassinet and rifled through the trunk containing the family's possessions.

With one last look at the bassinet, Jenn left the room.

There was no way to move up or improve life in the immortal world, but Jenn heard tales of the mortal world.

Hopeful for the first time in her life, Jenn glanced up and stopped.

Jenn glanced towards them.

Almost shrieking in excitement, Jenn snatched the scroll and ran.

Jenn entered and set her few belongings down on one of the beds.

Jenn cleared her throat, not sure what to say.

Jenn wrapped her arms around him.

Jenn took the boy's hand and led him out of the building into the bailey area.

Jenn eyed it uneasily.

Jenn grabbed Dustin's hand and pulled him through the crowd, out of the enclosed space where the walls crumbled.

Jenn released him and ran down the street, startled when the shaking ground knocked her down.

Weaving in and out of people, Jenn made her way to her street and froze.

Jenn approached as if in a dream, struggling to stay on her feet with the earth's shaking.

Jenn glimpsed the black curls of her daughter's head as her mother tried to push her away.

Jenn couldn't look away, couldn't register what had happened.

Too shocked to react, Jenn let her, until the earth bucked again.

Horrified, Jenn's mother dropped to her knees, sobbing.

Jenn stared, the image of her lifeless daughter falling into the chasm replaying over and over in her mind.

Jenn turned woodenly, the world around her making no sense in her state.

Jenn struggled to keep up, to breathe, to make sense of the world around her.

Jenn stared at them numbly then dug a hole in front of the monument with shaking fingers.

Jenn focused on keeping up with him.

Dustin ran up to the young man Jenn assumed was his master, and the golden eyes at once told her who this Damian was.

Shifting her attention from the tattooed man, Jenn rested her eyes on the young man, who glanced at her after Dustin spoke.

Jenn looked around, wondering where they were going.

Jenn gasped as the two of them disappeared.

Jenn looked around, disoriented again.

Jenn looked to where the vortex had been.

Jenn felt worn from the inside as her internal magic tried to connect with that of the world.

Jenn faced the newcomer, surprised to see a small, grandfatherly man with brilliant green eyes standing near them.

More words were exchanged, but Jenn heard none of them.

Jenn pitied him but couldn't bring herself to speak, not when she, too, barely understood what was going on.

His eyes went to the still man in front of Jenn.

Jenn glanced down again.

Your fate is with the White God, Jenn.

Jenn did her best to act like everything on her end was the same.

Jenn rolled her eyes at the window.

Jenn looked at him carefully.

Jenn asked, thoughts going to the Original Vamp.

Jenn watched him until he was gone then glanced at a vamp lurking in the shadows.

Jenn glanced at her watch.

Jenn cocked her head to the side.

Jenn drew a knife and obeyed, guessing whatever awaited her couldn't be much worse than the Black God or Original Vamp.

He'd resisted asking about Jenn, but she was almost always on his mind.

In a way, Jenn was worse.

Where Claire had been a weak Oracle, Jenn was a mind manipulator.

Jenn isn't like her, though.

Still, he'd admired Jenn's spunk, beauty, and strength.

One of their brothers, Jule, had told them quietly where Jenn was after a trip to visit one of the vamps holed up with the Black God.

Check on Jenn and go, he told himself.

Darian debated how to find Jenn before he risked talking to her mentally.

Jenn asked, crossing her arms.

Jenn's troubled gaze flickered up to him again.

They'd been friends since soon after Sofi found him, and Jenn had never acted this way around him before.

Jenn offered another half-assed smile then turned and walked away.

Jenn wanted nothing to do with him.

Something was off here, and it wasn't just Jenn.

Jenn didn't look back but strode straight to the mansion and inside.

Jenn closed the door firmly and drew a deep breath before facing her awaiting surveillance team.

Jenn entered and went to her locker.

Jenn ignored him and went to the punching bag she'd adopted as hers.

Jenn joined Xander in the ring.

Jenn stepped closer to him and held out the bloodied hand.

Jenn ignored them both.

Jenn placed the blade of a knife between her teeth and pried the window of her bathroom open.

Jenn started forward then paused with a glance towards the closed bedroom door.

Her missing throat left Jenn no doubt what happened.

Jenn released a deep sigh.

Jenn carefully positioned the young woman's body and rolled her in one of the sheets.

Jenn returned the way she came—through the bathrooms—and retrieved her backpack.

Jenn thought it might be.

You just need to keep close to Jenn.

Charles, the vamp Hunter Damian traded for Jenn, rose with a growl.

Rather than risk Traveling to the center of the phenomenon, Jenn ran down the driveway the vamps had cleared of snow to the narrow country road leading up the mountain to the Black God's hideout.

Jenn reached for her weapons.

When Jenn saw Darian drop from the air she launched forward.

Jenn dodged one and saw the flash of purple from the corner of her eye.

Jenn yanked him against her, taking in his burned profile.

Jenn looked up as a familiar vamp materialized in the kitchen.

At the sound of a new voice, Jenn pushed herself to her feet as Damian slammed the door to the kitchen open.

He turned his attention to Jenn.

Jenn obeyed and hefted Darian's shoulders as Damian took his ankles.

Jenn's gaze lingered on the unconscious man's body.

Less than two weeks 'til I can come home, ikir, Jenn said, looking away.

Jenn stepped away but felt the White God watching her.

Jenn shrugged out of her backpack and yanked off her wet jacket.

Jenn sat down and pulled off her wet boots, slinging them away.

Jenn waited until he disappeared as he Traveled to the White God's headquarters.

Jenn armed herself with as many weapons as she could then left her backpack, expecting the rest to be gone by the time she returned.

Jenn chose a small scouting position, hidden from view by rocks and snow.

Jenn bit her tongue to keep from saying what she wanted to say.

Jenn knew how strong the relationship was between the brothers.

Jenn sheathed her weapons and started down the peak above the Black God's mountain fortress.

Jenn glanced over her shoulder.

Jenn leapt the last few feet to the level ground.

Jenn looked up at him.

Darian didn't flee, but suddenly, Jenn wanted to.

Jenn shivered involuntarily as a cool breeze replaced his body heat.

Jenn shook her head and turned away.

After a lengthy shower, Jenn exited and pulled on clean leggings, sports bra, and socks.

I always liked you, Jenn.

You know me, Jenn.

Jenn finished arming herself and followed.

Jenn rolled her eyes at his back.

Xander had gone so far to tell Jenn.

We talking about the same Jenn?

And Jenn, she said.

Jenn pulled her hand free from him, and he glanced at her.

Jenn took a few steps away, looking around.

Darian didn't know when he'd lost his ability to speak clear sentences, but the idea Jenn scrambled his mind made him want to laugh.

Jenn dangled into the other world.

It was not the time for memories, not when Jenn was caught between the two worlds.

Jenn pushed his arm away and stepped to the side to avoid the portal.

Jenn found a stick and carefully returned to the portal, tapping the ground to find where it was solid.

Jenn stepped away to make a phone call, and he circled the portal.

Jenn turned the assessing gaze on him again then flashed a smile.

The cool, sexy Jenn he'd sparred with was incapable of being ruffled.

I sent them to Larry, Jenn replied.

Jenn eyed him, as if suspecting he was being sarcastic.

Jenn took planning to another level, one he didn't know was possible after so many years without technology.

We should have good night vision, too, Jenn added.

They Traveled to see Jonny pacing in front of Jenn's window.

The two spoke, and he felt Jenn's magic in the air as she exerted what control she could over Jonny.

Jenn raised an eyebrow but didn't ask to accompany him this time.

When he figured out how to do it without also ending up dead, he'd figure out what had fallen between him and Jenn.

Jenn held her breath and jumped.

Jenn rose warily, expecting the Others to pounce.

Jenn grabbed more rocks and returned to the immortal world.

Jenn trotted through the orchard towards the city, energized by the plentiful magic in the world around her.

Jenn climbed a tree close to the wall then leapt onto the top of the thick, marble wall.

Jenn stepped into the city, at once aware of the sorrow the place held.

Jenn hesitated, guilty she'd indulged herself to visit a place she shouldn't instead of protecting the world she was sworn to preserve.

Jenn squatted to find the servants' portion of the records.

Thousands of years later, Jenn could still see her daughter's brown eyes and curls.

Jenn didn't let herself remember the sights and sounds of that day.

Feeling raw, Jenn rose.

Wired and agitated, Jenn left for the gym.

Jenn straightened, not yet ready to leave the gym.

Jenn's gaze took in his lean body.

Jenn felt warmth bloom in her body in response to his stare.

You can have the first— Jenn didn't wait for him to finish but launched a kick straight for his head.

Jenn adjusted her stance, keeping more of a distance from him than she would Xander to give her more time to react.

Jenn almost laughed at his sudden intensity, both flattered and terrified to see just how interested in her he was.

Jenn shifted her weight and rolled into a somersault, leaping up before he could pin her.

Jenn broke his first chokehold and elbowed him in the back of the neck, this time at near full-strength.

Breathless, Jenn pushed herself into a sit.

Jenn left him in the gym and trotted through the halls and up the stairs.

Jenn pooled her mind control power and released it.

With a sinking stomach, Jenn admitted she had less than a day of influence left on the Black God.

Jenn wiped her face.

Jenn looked at him.

Jenn had felt alone after that day but thrilled nonetheless.

Jenn studied him, unable to fathom the type of evil he'd endured.

I admire you, too, Jenn.

Jenn splashed water on her face and brushed her teeth quickly.

Jenn pushed herself away from the doorframe and returned to the foyer.

Darian stepped off the gym floor and showered quickly, disturbed by Jenn.

A different instinct went off in Darian's mind, one that recognized the look on the Black God's face as being another sign Jenn was in more trouble than expected.

Jenn is not yours.

Yes, you can, but a woman like Jenn would choose death over what you'd do to her.

He'd keep an eye on Jenn between his missions to kill Others, even if she didn't seem to want anything to do with him.

He turned, expecting to see Jenn.

Darian ascended the stairwell to the second floor and strode by Jenn's room.

Not only was an Other there, but so was Damian, the messenger he'd sent, Jonny, Jenn, and Xander.

Curious about what was going on, his eyes strayed from the Other to Jenn.

Jenn didn't even blink.

Among the movements of Others, they'd seen Jenn.

He looked from the creature to Jenn and approached her.

Darian stopped when he was close enough to Jenn for their bodies to touch.

He glanced at Jenn.

Alone with Jenn and the Other, Darian looked between the two.

Jenn was from a servant's house, so lowborn she was barely off the streets.

Jenn looked calm, but she was squeezing and releasing her fists in a sign that she was ready to explode.

Jenn drew a deep breath.

Jenn, I'm done with this shit.

Jenn ran her fingers through her hair, tousling it.

Jenn took several steps towards him, Darian shifted, reminded of another temptress, one that had succeeded not only in mating with him but betraying him.

He almost called off the game, but something in Jenn's dark eyes stopped him.

Jenn's eyes went to the finger on his chest.

Jenn unbuttoned her jacket one button at a time.

Jenn sensed his arousal.

Jenn held his gaze, wanting with all her heart to convince him to walk away from her here, now.

Is that what you really want, Jenn?

Jenn cupped Darian's face with her hands then rose to kiss him lightly again on the lips and walk away.

Their faces inches apart, Jenn looked up into Darian's eyes.

Jenn's magic and senses came alive like they did in the immortal world.

Jenn's eyes opened, the sound snapping her out of the haze she was in.

Jenn snatched her clothes and fled, Traveling to the one place where she knew the threat and it didn't confuse her.

Jenn paced for a short time, until a vamp entered.

Too scattered for a confrontation, Jenn Traveled.

Jenn smiled faintly, comforted by the presence of her friend.

Though she missed her friend, Jenn couldn't be happier for Dusty.

Jenn chuckled and shook her head.

Jenn rolled her eyes and leaned back in her chair.

Jenn let his words sink in.

I'll tell you the truth, Jenn.

Jenn jumped, surprised she hadn't sensed anything.

Jenn, how did you get to the immortal world?

Jenn met his intense gaze.

Jenn didn't fight it, instead gathering her magic for a push.

Where is it, Jenn?

Jenn stood, uneasy with his command.

When Darian turned to find Jenn gone, he knew it was the only reason he hadn't done something they both might've regretted.

Maybe Jenn was right.

Jenn is not Claire.

He'd thought Jenn didn't either, but after that kiss … He made himself a hamburger, ate it, then raided the fridge.

He sensed none of the creatures in the mortal world, and he still had Jenn's necklace in his pocket.

Sofi knew, or she wouldn't have told Damian to send Darian to check on Jenn.