Redemption Will Jordan の小説・ストーリー

Jordan's face turned somber. He was utterly displeased. He realized Maverick had offended Chad. Maverick wet his pants and yelled into the phone, "Uncle Jordan, save me! I don't want to die!" Jordan remained silent, staring only at the phone screen. He breathed out a sigh. Then, Hogan said, "Jordan, it has been such a long time. I wonder if you have had the time to visit Hacniane?" Jordan knew Hogan was giving him a chance to redeem himself.

, Jordan confessed. Dawn scoffed under her breath “Damn straight it is the last thing I want to hear. Why the hell in my right mind would I want to help you? Besides, since you know what my answer would be, why aren’t you calling Daniel instead?” “Cos he’s here, with me”, Jordan replied “Look, you have every right to tell us to go to hell but we’re in serious trouble. Come midnight Danny and I are going to be human sacrifices to some weird ass tree god”.

It made me happy to see them trying to get along and I hoped Creed would see it was possible for his worlds to merge into one. "Last chance to make our mother proud Jordan," Creed strained his neck to look at Jordan by the doorway. Jordan walked over to his bed to listen to what he had to say. "You can kill me now before I shift and I wouldn't have to die a painful death of all my bones breaking," Creed spoke as if he was making a convincing and reasonable deal.

He said whatever was running through his head, begging for divine mercy to give him a chance to mend all his folly. "I will love Lala with all my heart. I will take care of her and our baby. Please give me time to redeem everything. I want to be a useful human being." Jordan squeezed his fingers together, brought them together, and prayed from the bottom of a heart full of regret and near despair. The tension was getting stronger. James and Susan were worried, they couldn't do anything. They could only wait. After treatment, the doctor called Jordan into the room. Jordan felt his heart race again. Fear and worry struck. The doctor stood by the bed. Clarabelle lay there weakly, her face still

Should anyone be insane enough, Jordan's revenge would crush them without hesitation. XXX

"You are going to take one of these wagons. You are going to pack it to the brim with the severed shields of your fallen brothers, and you are going to drive it straight back to the gates of the capital city. You will stand before the High King’s throne, and you will deliver a message from the Bloodmoon pack." The commander choked, his voice cracking with pure terror as he looked from Killian's terrifying gaze to the golden fire burning in my eyes. "What... what message?" I stepped closer, my fangs extending slightly past my lips as a cold, predatory smile cut through my features. "Tell him that the cage is broken. Tell him that the hybrid bloodline he tried so desperately to slaughter has r

"I spent five years inside his walls. I scrubbed his floors. I listened to his wife call me trash. I let him make me feel like absolutely nothing. The AI is my escape, but... part of me still wants to walk into a room and watch him realize exactly what he threw away. I want him to regret every single second he made me feel small." A dark, vicious smile stretched slowly across my face. "Then let's break him." Dropping my hand from her face, I stepped back and leaned against the edge of my desk. "The Blood Moon Summit is this Friday." Crossing my arms, I held her gaze. "It is the most exclusive political event in the state. Chandler will be there, trying to beg his way back into the regional t

Before I reached for the door, he was there already, helping me out and grabbing my crutches. “What are you doing for the holidays?” I asked as we moved in, me leaning on him and him holding my crutches. It had become sort of our thing now. Jordan shrugged. “Burial.” “Oh! Yeah. I’m so…” "Can you not, pretty boy?" his lips were tight, but there was still a little light in his eyes. "I am trying to spend this day not thinking about the darkness that is my life. So…" “Yeah, I’m s….”

she delivers gently “But I don’t understand, My father and fiancé have the means to search for me in any corner of the earth and you are saying no one has reached out for me?” I ask in a broken voice. She leans forwards, her gaze filled with sympathy “Truly Miss, no one has. But I will try searching the internet for any relative with the name Malloy in the U.S and I’ll relay to you” she offers and I give her a smile that hopefully showed my appreciation.

she whispered, “choose it because you believe in it. Not because he cornered you.” Jordan cupped her face, tears finally spilling. “I won’t lose you.” “You won’t,” she said. “But you might lose the version of the world that protects monsters.” He kissed her forehead, then her hands. “I promised myself I’d never be like him,” Jordan said quietly. “And if I let him rewrite the truth again… I already am.” He turned to Malik. “Release everything,” Jordan said, voice steady now. “All of it.” Grace’s heart leapt into her throat.