Jonah Simms 소설 & 이야기

“To all you jealous haters who just claimed this arena game is scripted and that his hands are only pretending to know music—why don't your own fingers type a song title right now?” “Yes! If our favorite boy can pluck whatever random track they throw out, it proves this show is completely honest and unscripted.” “My mind believes his claws hold real power. The wolves typing those nasty words are clearly trying to frame his name and ruin his honor.” “There is a huge possibility that those accounts are just paid mercenaries hired to trash his rank,” Jonah's official account types straight into the stream feed. Jonah lets out a super satisfied grin as his eyes watch the comment section turn aro

“Mind your tone.” He turned to her. “No. I have a right to be upset. Everything I thought I knew—everything—was fake?” Dominic spoke again, quieter. “Nothing was fake. Your life here is real. Your memories here matter. But there’s more. And I want to give that to you. If you’ll let me.” Jonah stared at him for a long time. Then he turned to Mama Sade. “I need air,” he said. He walked out, slamming the door behind him.

"You haven't fucked a single man, ever, gay boy. The world has only been insane for a month. What's your excuse?" "That I have standards," Jonah says with a scoff, giving me a superior look, "All there is in the market here is drug addicts, half-animals, homeless guys and criminals. Even before the change, to be honest. The fact that you're the last thing I've fucked is sad, but not as sad as fucking two homeless guys."

Because none was going to explain anything… “They’re waiting on you.” Ethan’s voice came from behind me, low, snapping me out of my train of thoughts. “I know.” I said, looking at him over my shoulder. “Everyone seems to be waiting for what I am going to say. They seem to be waiting for what I will be telling them. What I am going to try and explain when it comes to this…” “Damon, you know that they need you as their leader.” “I do.” I said, taking a breath. “But right now, this is getting harder for me to swallow. You know, with everything that we are going through… it just seems harder for me to be able to withstand something that I don’t even know or understand.”

"Four days, actually." I glance to the left side of Detective Simone. Landon, Alpha of Power sits up right beside her. He stares at me worriedly, deep brown eyes a melting pot of emotion. A good friend of mine, he has been. He offered to leave his mate and new born daughter for a few days to assist me. "And what do we think happened to her?" Simone asks, tucking a blonde piece of hair behind her ear. Maybe it was stupid of me to hire someone who looks so much like Lexia, but all the best Detectives are from the Discipline Pack.

he replied with the same goofy grin. “I’m not talking five years older here. Dawn’s a hundred and seventy-three years old, Jonah,” I blurted out. “Still doesn’t bug me. Imagine all the things she can teach me.” He winked. “Again. Ewww…” I shuddered, and he laughed. “She has a five-year-old son,” I continued. His acceptance of the whole situation was hard for me to wrap my head around. “I know. I can’t wait to meet Silas,” he replied excitedly.

All of this is a whole different kind of strange to me, but I am so focused on trying to get Gabe to come back to reality that I don't really think much about it. "Sir, shouldn't we be taking him to a hospital?" I ask the man who is currently testing the limits of exactly what my car can do. I am still forcing my concoction down Gabe's throat and the man looks at me in the rear view mirror. "Trust me sweet heart. Where we are taking him is the best place for him." his worried eyes seem to be pleading with me to not ask any more questions. "I'm Hannah, by the way." I tell him. It's a heck of a time for introductions, but why not. "Joe" he replies with a nod in my direction.

He kept looking at his watch, annoyed until he us. I took that as my cue to leave the car and walk to him. He eyes me up and down and licked his lips before offereing his hand. I put my hand in his and he brought it to his mouth, kissing the back of it. He then smiled at me, showcasing his yellowing teeth. “When they said my date was beautiful, I didn’t imagine she was this pretty. You are very gorgeous.” “Thank you, sir.” “Call me Alonzo. The girls also call me daddy.” He remarked with an ugly laugh that turned into a heavy cough. I looked away in fear that some of his saliva would fall on my face.

I hear her say to herself as she is motivating herself not realizing the call is still going. I quickly wake my brother up and point to my phone I think he gets it and I put the call on speaker as I hear her taking deep breaths trying to calm herself down. I show my brother the number he track it while looking into whose it is. It comes back to a nineteen year old Jaymes Tevin Jones. It also shows her location out of the city in the forests. "You say Mark brother's friend?" I ask I hear a small gasp I'm sure she is shocked I'm still on the call. I signal my brother to get ready. He knows to also wake up at least a few more of my guys as I go to my room and get dressed.

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.