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JoJo's POV “Girls!” Mom calls from the Kitchen. “Come on, it's your first day!” Aunt Sherry stands at the sight of our disheveled appearance and meets us at the edge of the stairs, concern etched all over her face while Uncle Will buries his head in the morning paper “Why do you three look so rough and beat up on your first day of Senior year?” She turns to her husband, “Will?” He shrugs, “They're right in front of you, ask them.” He evades successfully because Mom throws her questioning glare back at us. At Kendrick. Oh no. “Kendrick?” She urges. Our heads snap to Kendrick, signaling her to seal her lips but she's already biting her lips like a cat caught with a cookie jar. Kendrick can't lie to save her life so when she blurts out, “We threw a party at the beach house last night and now we're so hungover we might need to take a break from school today, please Aunt Sherry?” Mal and I breathe a sigh of relief. Good one Kenny! Aunt Sherry turns her accusing gaze on her husban
Devoured By His Enemy Eyes Let's Play
Jeremy's POV I throw another punch at Junnev, but he evades it this time and rebounds with a sharp uppercut to my jaw, my head snaps to the side and I relish the stinging pain. I deliver swift jabs to his ribs and the sound of bone cracking echoes through the empty gym. “Time out!” Malakai calls from outside the ring, and I disengage. “You alright?” I ask him. Junnev grunts from annoyance as he limps out of the gym’s boxing ring, holding a hand over his injured ribs. “You snapped my jaw,” I reply dryly, feeling irate for some unknown reason. I should've broken his hand or bashed his skull against the bloody ring “I told you to go easy, Kila. Our first match of the season is tomorrow. How am I supposed to run over a hundred yards with a cracked rib?” Nev groans. “You’ll be fine, just throw some ice over it with pain meds and you'll be good as new.” I snap my jaw back in place and floss the metallic taste of blood from my mouth with some water. “Or better still, call your girl
Devoured By His Enemy Eyes Stupid Decisions
JOJO'S POV I'm fuming as I walk towards a shiny black Ford truck and try the freaking latch of a handle, it doesn't budge. Of course, he would threaten me, that slimy asshole. “Go wait by the car Dukes or you can watch as your family's history gets splashed across tomorrow's morning paper.” I stand out in the less-than-busy parking lot, glaring at the ground to keep the younger passers-by from sighting the Jojo Dukes hovering around some car like a creep. I flinch the moment I spot Claire Eastwood and her convoy step out from a Barbie pink Porsche. She'd thrown her sweet eighteen the night we'd thrown the invite-only party. They'd have to pass Jeremy's car to get to CrispFries and I can't avoid them because Claire and I locked eyes the second she stepped out of the car. I hear their snide remarks from the fifty-meter distance they're briskly covering and my head turns towards the CrispFries building. Jeremy's at the entrance when something grabs his attention, making him tur
Devoured By His Enemy Eyes Concussions and Confes– Confusions
JoJo's POV The car screeches to a halt and I'm swinging the door open, and sprinting to the sidewalk to puke out my guts on the sidewalk. I heave and hurl until my stomach is empty, my throat is scratchy and my eyes sting from the stench. I groan, “I really don't feel so good.” “You’re having a concussion, Dukes.” A warm palm is pressed against my forehead and I moan at the feeling, “So warm.” A plastic bottle and two pills are nudged into my hand. His voice orders, “Drink.” “So grumpy,” I mumble. “Drink.” He urges again. “What is this? Poison?” He doesn't respond so I lift my head to see his face but the asshole's busy typing on his phone. Well, fuck him. I rinse my mouth off the vomit stench then swallow the pills with another gulp of water. Feeling my stomach settle a bit, I stand up. I need to get home. He's already waiting in the car, “Hurry up, Dukes you're burning daylight.” I glare at him, I'm feeling a bit better doesn't mean I'm in the best condition to “hurr
Devoured By His Enemy Eyes The Handler
Jeremy's POV My work cell buzzes from the drawer and I ignore it in place of slathering cream all over my Jawline Like an annoying fly, the cell buzzes again. I answer. “What’d you want?” “Manners boy!” A voice gone scratchy from seeing the bottom of a bottle for decades answers. “Father,” I grit out. He grunts and tries to stifle a cough, “What’s this I'm hearing?” “What are you hearing?” “You’re in a relationship?” I grab the razor and methodically begin scraping off the shaving cream. “Answer the goddamn question, Kila.” “Yes.” “How dare you! You piece of dogshit, I raised you to be a formidable ruler yet here you are, led by your cock, blinded by a piece—” “I haven't forgotten your teachings, Father.” I cut him off. “Then loose the girl.” “No.” “What did you say, boy?” “I'm not getting rid of her, not yet.” “What are you up to, Kila?” “Nothing that'll affect you in the long run.” “Who is that child?” “The daughter of an acquaintance.” “Wrap up your games, kid.
Devoured By His Enemy Eyes It Just Happened!
JOJO'S POV The last 24 hours have been a shit show inside a freaking rollercoaster. First of all, Mallory somehow convinced me to seek out Vongov, grab his phone, and install some bug she created on it. “Why do I have to do it?” She gave me a look, “Seriously, Jo?” “I thought avoiding him was the new MO until we found a weakness.” “This is the way to find that weakness Jo, now suck up, and do your part to make this thing work.” That was all the scolding I needed. I ended up in a gym, snooping through his stuff while he showered. Before I could return his phone—which took longer than expected because I'm no tech wiz— he was gone. I had to chase the asshole halfway to CrispFries and immediately regretted it. I should've reported the phone as a lost and found case and left it with the receptionist or dropped it in the freaking locker room. Now, I'm here, not even 24 hours later with a loopy memory, an aching heart that won't stop hurting with every step I take, and Vongov, who I
Devoured By His Enemy Eyes Friends... And Expectations.
JOJO'S POV “I kissed him and he just left.” “What?” Mal and I huddle closer. After the incident with the asshole—Yeah, I'm calling him that now— I went home, too ashamed to show my face to anyone. Mallory called and I gave an “I think I caught the flu.” excuse, she didn't push it though we both knew that was the worst half-assed lie in the history of lies. Kendrick didn't call though we had three classes together, one of which we were supposed to be partners. Maybe Mal filled her in or Maybe she didn't care. I don't care. I've spent the entire day watching X-rated movies on Prime and eating anything I could find. I think I'm depressed. Luckily, Mal brought her homework to my room and whaddya know, Kenny was right behind her. Now, we're lying on my bed, homework set aside, munching on my junk stash while Kenny gushes about some guy she'd met up with over a week ago. Yeah, the same Kenny who cried like a baby after Jerem– the Asshole's tongue got stuck in her mouth less th
Devoured By His Enemy Eyes Challenge Accepted.
Jeremy's POV My fist punches through my reflection and shards of glass shatter around me. Broken. Fuck! The beast clamors against my ribcage, looking for something, anything to destroy. “Need to hurt!” It screeches, clawing, bruising, biting to be let out. I need control! I stalk into the bathroom and throw open the cabinet, a small first-aid kit sits behind bottles of Oxy, Prozac, Luvox, fentanyl, Morphine, and Codeine amongst others. My hand hovers over the Morphine but I end up slamming the cabinet door. I can't give up control. I head into the room and try to bandage my injured knuckles but my hands are shaky and my head is clanging with voices. I'm on edge and my mind, it's driving me crazy. “Just take the meds and let go, Kil.” I hear my father's voice and freeze. “You're in so much pain, let me fix it.” He's looking down at me with worry. No no no! That is not my father! The voice changes and it turns soft and soothing, “You've held on for so long, Мое солнце, you'
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