Aries Jones Novels & Stories

“Mr. Jones, have you seen the Hayes merger stocks this morning?” Richard didn't look at them. He placed his hand on the small of my back, a steady, grounding heat, and pushed the doors open. The courtroom was already full. Arthur Jones sat at the front table, his face showing absolute disappointment, he was flanked by four lawyers in thousand-dollar shoes. Across the aisle sat Nora Hayes, her blonde hair gleaming under the fluorescent lights, looking like a vengeful ice queen. Beside her, her father, Mr. Hayes, was whispering into his phone, his eyes darting around the room with a restless, predatory energy.

Loney froze at her last words. "So you never dated him or did anything with him?" Loney's voice was raw, his possessive side controlling his utterances. "You were my first and you know that very well. Jones Akurst is a good person. He never takes advantage of anyone," Loney's heart broke at how Danica spoke about Jones. However, the name sounded familiar. Too familiar. Then it hit home. Jones was one of his managers in a different branch. His jealousy outweighed his bitterness but it was quickly washed with warmth when Danica finished speaking.

Adrian didn’t understand why they had to stay inside the car even when someone was asking for a fight. He craned his neck, intending to take a closer look. Then his eyes widened. He gasped. “He’s one of them! One of the guys from the farm!” “Let me guess.. He doesn’t have a pregnant wife..” Detective Jones said dryly. Adrian was taken aback. “I–I don’t know. It’s not like I’m on friendly terms with them to know stuff like that..” Detective Jones sighed. “Sorry.. I didn’t mean to–” He scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

ETIENNE'S POV I was working in my office when Mr.Jones entered my office looking extremely serious.When isn't he serious? "Umm Sir."He cleared his throat. "Yes Jones?"I said without looking up. "Umm..sir." "Quit the mumbling Jones and tell me what is the matter?"I drawled. "Sir there is been an accident with Ms.Taylor." "Excuse me?What?"I looked at him.My eyes almost bugging out.

"Please, are you two implying that I am insufferable as a boss?" "Do not mind my presence, do carry on with your conversation from earlier," Hensley parried my question. Zharn wasted no time. "I want my friend back; right now, I do not know who you are. Tell 'em, Hensley." "I am not skilled in matters of the heart, Beta Zharn," my personal assistant responded. "Says the one with a wife and two kids," I grunted. "My personal affairs are more than enough," he adjusted his glasses.

Jones "Let me introduce everyone. I am Madame Green. I am the Chairman and CEO of RBG LLC. This man is Mr. Rick Green, the owner and Chairman of RBG Group Comglomerate, and also my husband. Next to him is Mr. Brian Wilson, Vice President of Operations and Company Advisor, as well as the Chairman's personal Manager and a close family friend. Mr. Matthew Moore, Vice President of Manufacturing and Aquisitions, and a close family friend. Mr. Brandon Reed, Vice President of Charitable Works and Head of RBG Group Events, and also a close family friend. Then we have General George Han, Vice President of Global Security and Technilogical Advisor, and once again, a close family friend. I said all of

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.

Katya "I knew you would make the right decision. With this, you would have completely avenged your parents' deaths." Today, Mr. Jones, the middle aged chairman of the board, was in a black suit, paired with a tie that was almost choking his nonexistent neck. Small rectangular glasses were perched on the bridge of his nose, his browning teeth flashed more widely. He was quite ecstatic, seated across from me at the round table, his eyes focused on me like a hawk, as though he were afraid that I would back out.

“First time I admit this out loud.” “You know Annie during a brief time being blind…she told me never to apologize for being honest or emotional. Showing your emotions is a sign of strength.” “Okay,” Aaron reached for his glass. “Earlier when I called, where is Annie?” “I am not sure. She was in a mood.” “About what?” “Do you know a woman called Grace Jones?” “I do; she is one of my partners in Crown Towers. Why,” “She killed Luke.” “Are you serious?” Aaron quickly gets onto his feet.

I caught that bulleting at the end. I didn’t know what it was about and what was it about our stock plummeting. Just what the hell was going on? I cut the call and checked on my phone. Written in bold the article was there. “Jones enterprise stock is plummeting following the news of their former CEO James Jone’s dirty laundry being aired for everyone to see. Mr Jones senior is accused of stepping out on his wife and enjoying time with a young call girl whose name was not disclosed. Sources say that the girl is old enough to be his daughter. Though not illegal what he did. His reputation is suffering a great deal.