Aries Jones Novels & Stories

I exhaled slowly, pressing my fingers into my temples. See your doctor soon. The thought landed heavier than it should have. The work phone beeped. Once. Sharp. Controlled. I straightened immediately. “Yes,” I said. “Your meeting with the private investigator is in five minutes,” my chief of staff said. “He’s confirmed.” “Good,” I replied. “I’m on my way.” The line disconnected. Joe Jones. The name still annoyed me. Too ordinary. Too forgettable. The kind of name that slipped through cracks and reappeared where it mattered. I had been told, repeatedly, that he was the best in the city. Not flashy. Not loud. Just thorough.

I restated, nodding to his current situation. He was wearing a fancy suit, but I could tell it was just a little too small for him. His tie was a bit frayed, and his rolex watch was obviously a knockoff. I wasn’t sure if he at one point had the real thing or not. Jones narrowed his eyes on me. He looked like he was undecided about whether he wanted to be upset and cause a scene. On the one hand, I had insulted his intelligence. On the other I presented a better opportunity and situation than he was currently in. Jones’s eyes slid back to Sara, who smiled encouragingly.

It ached badly like she had slammed her head into a rock , of course the bat behind had a Rocky head . “ You bumped into me Miss ” Jones countered taking abrupt by her rude speech . He had expected an outright apology from her instead she is a blabber mouth . “ Do you know that I am wife of Ryan Reynolds ? ” she asked batting her lashes as she spoke while Jones looked at her from head to toe and let out a chuckle “ You are a con artist ,are you not ?.” he leaned asking her “ Watch your mouth you good for nothing ” she cursed “ oh I will ,if you stop claiming what is not yours ” Jones retorts as he walked away to meet his Mistress .

She had charming and seductive features—it was Lindsay Jones! Lindsay Jones was one of the subordinates of Donoghue Dixon. Previously, she had cast a mind-control technique on Yvonne Young to manipulate her. Then, she followed Donoghue to seek revenge on Darryl, but the latter had caught her. He forced her to take the Heaven Cult Elixir and then released her back to Donoghue. Darryl had forced her to spy on Donoghue. Donoghue was Westrington’s Prime Minister, and Lindsay was one of his best men. She had a reputable status in Westrington!

Maybe it was better that he had no doubts, no uncertainty. “I’m waiting,” Jones said, goading Leesa. “Go ahead. Do your best—or your worst.” Keeping his grip on Judy’s arm, he edged away from her, purposefully providing Leesa with a clearer target. The prongs of his weapon moved away from Judy’s skin. Leesa held back a smile. This, at least, was something she had seen in her dream. She just hoped what happened next followed her vision as closely. This was the moment of no return. Stepping forward, she laid her hand lightly upon Jones’ shoulder.

she said, taking off her bag and tossing it to him. Shawn sighed with relief, taking her hand in his and squeezing gently. “Thank you, Jade.” “That's blackmail, Jade,” Art said, stepping in front of her and completely blocking her view of Shawn. “You can't make Shawn carry your bag around, he's not your manservant.” “Exactly what I have been trying to tell her,” Marie cut in, earning herself a burning glare. “Is it until I pull your tongue out of your mouth and shove it down your throat that you will learn to stay out my business?” Jade threatened, maintaining eye contact with her.

Jones explained. "Yeah, you do have a point." Jubilee nodded her head. Jones stared deep into her eyes and Jubilee didn't break the eye contact. Jones pressed her closer to his chest and grabbed her ass. He nuzzled her neck and kissed the hollows of her neck and gave her an hickey. Jubilee moaned softly and wrapped her arms around his neck. Jones felt something bulge underneath his pants and it made him groan. "I need you Jubilee." Jones growled in her ear and kissed her lips soundly. Jubilee was so nervous that it was obvious in her facial expression.

Reign pushes his face back to the back of the car. "I was thinking lower... But I will let your little friend live another day..." I warn him I look at the back seat of the car where Jones is sitting, and I look down at his crouch and I wink at him... He unconsciously covered his lower region with both his hands... I sit in my seat properly the rest of the car ride was quiet considering Jones likes speaking a lot...

Jones doesn't bother with identification cards and what not and likes helping children in need without much 'professional ' hullabaloo . " I don't know if I should say it but given that you brought the child to me , I think you need to know " frowning slightly said Mr Jones " When you brought the child here , I saw her flinch excessively when she saw my wife - if I'm right her trauma comes from a woman , a woman who is slightly older around forties "

Alex had to leave while she was sleeping as Jon called him after a few hours and told him it was an emergency. He wondered what the fuck was the problem. He would rather stay with Saoirse. This is better be a real issue, or he will choke him. “What’s the problem?” Alex said irritably. He was meeting Jon at their headquarter. “We captured Aaron Jones,” Jon replied, not fazed by Alex’s grumpy attitude as he was used to it.