Alex Jones Im Retarded Novels & Stories

Alex’s cheeks turn red with embarrassment. "That was before I decided I don't like men anymore," he blurts out, as if sexuality is that simple, "Men are gross. Zion is gross and I hate him." "Is he gross? He looked rather hot to me," I admit because I don't have much of a filter at this point. Alex looks at me with narrowed eyes and I hold up my hands in surrender, "I'm just saying, he's hot. Like... movie star hot."

Endearing. "What do you mean?" He reached up and brushed his fingers by his lips as he kept his eyes on the road. "How is he brilliant?" Jake's brow pulled closer. "He's just brilliant. Like his IQ is off the charts. He's got a 4.0 at Texas A&M in College Station. He's this meathead-looking guy with the intelligence of a mad scientist." "Oh." Kari laughed, finally getting Jake's point. His little brother really was a genius. "Is he married?"

Just us. Alex came back, grabbed the cup without looking, took a big swig, and kept talking shit to the guys. I hung back, watching him get looser by the minute, his laugh getting slower, his shoulders slumping a little. “Hey, you good?” I asked when I finally wandered over, trying to sound casual like I wasn’t the one who’d just roofied my own mate. He blinked at me, eyes already a bit glassy. “Jax? Yeah, man, just… tired as shit. Coach killed us today.” He laughed, but it came out kinda sloppy. “You look like you’re plotting world domination or something.”

He could see disinterest in Jared's eyes. "It's so boring". "It's not, it's the key to unlocking all your abilities. If only you know what you are capable of". Alex huffed. "Get up". Alex gestured to Jared as he stood. "You see Jamie over there?". He asked. Jared could obviously see Jamie and the rest of the higher class of extraordinaries engaging in Martian arts. "Yes, I can". "Good, tell him hi". "Hi! Ja..". "No! not that way". Alex interrupted raising his voice higher than Jared's voice which drew attention to them as everyone on various sides of the lawn turned to face them for few seconds before going on with their various activities.

His biceps flexed through the short-sleeved black T-shirt he wore, stretching it thin. Alex waited for him to walk out the door before speaking. “Are you seriously blushing? I mean, I get that he’s hot, but you’re blushing for Killian fucking Morozcov.” “I’m not blushing.” Though my face felt impossibly hot. “I even yelled at him. Called him a bad person and everything.” Alex scoffed, letting me lean on him and basically carrying me toward the door. “He is a bad person. Didn’t you get crutches or a wheelchair or something?”

The feeling of being dwarfed was so overwhelming, Luke found his breathing stifled. As his thoughts roamed, the ground broke Jim’s fall with his right arm numbed. His contact with Zayn was no more than a tap, and yet it felt like he had touched a live wire with his bare hands. Still, the injury was light enough to be shrugged off, so Jim got back to his feet to explain himself, “I’m so sorry for this, Mr. Jones. I admit I messed up on managing my underlings, and I should have never allowed Jared the power to bring this delusional madman into a place he has no business being in just to insult you with this… delusion! This part right here is my fault, but please allow me to rectify it! I’ll ki

Jack walked over to the bed and she followed slowly. Up close, she could see the younger version of Jack. Alexander was drop dead gorgeous, he was beautiful in fact. Long eyelashes caressed the lids, a long, pointed nose and small, full lips. No doubt he would be the center of attention of women. " Uh... Alex is... a bit sick, just so you know " He said quietly, looking uneasy. " Sick? How do you mean? " She probed. " Uh... He was involved in a big, terrible accident 3 years back and had not been himself since then ".

"How dare you say that! I used to be the personal assistant for Alexa Johnson. She is a fashion designer and I am a professional!" "Sure. Now, please find your way out or I will call security to drag you out," This receptionist is rude! I can't believe I just got humiliated like this. She should know that I used t have a higher position than her. I walk to my car and stay there. Now, I am tired and hungry. I should probably stop and grab something to eat first and also I need to buy Jared, my love something for our fifth anniversary tomorrow. It feels like a dream that we've been together for five years now. Crazy how our relationship is so strong.

Phyllis stared at us we stared at each other. "Again, remember she's retarded," she warned Josh. I looked at her right away, wishing she would stop lying about me like that. I was not retarded. I turned my head to look at Josh, hoping he didn’t believe her. He slowly removed himself from the couch and went to open the front door, not answering her. "Let's leave now," the older man said, and smiled as if he was about to laugh about what had happened. It was like I could hear what he was thinking: “The Alpha's nephew loves a retarded she-wolf."

Alex warned, his tone still calm but with an edge of menace. “Fuck you!” Jamie repeated, his voice rising. “I’d love to see you try to fire me.” Alex chuckled softly. “I’m actually not here for you, so I’d advise you not to bring out the beast in me.” “Fuck you and the beast in you!” Jamie shouted, his fists clenched at his sides. Alex’s smile didn’t falter. “You keep talking about the F-word. I know I’m hot, but sorry to disappoint you—I’m not gay. I don’t do miscreants like you.”