Catching Jordan Novels & Stories

A man was standing in the hall. It seemed like he was waiting for someone. Jordan "Look who finally decides to show up." Leon: "Dad I am sorry." Jordan yelled at Leon, "Is your sorry going to earn me back the three million dollars that I just lost because of you . " Leon: "Dad I got stuck in some work . " Jordan: "Work? You and your work. Your work is to do as I say." Saisha came and held Jordan's hand "Let him rest for a while he looks exhausted . "

My body slams to the ground beneath her attack, her hands pinning my arms down long enough for her to break free and go for a punch. I am too high on jealousy and anger. My adrenaline is pumping, giving me what feels like special powers. I am alert and sharp enough to catch her blow midair with my hand gripped around her wrist. I roll over, reversing our positions so that she is now the one pinned below me.

Damon ordered lunch while Sienna settled Jordan into a guest room. By the time food arrived, they were all gathered on the sunlit patio, plates stacked high with gourmet sliders, fries, and strawberry lemonade. “So,” Damon asked, biting into a fry, “Sienna says you play basketball?” Jordan nodded proudly. “Point guard. I run the court.” “He’s good,” Sienna added. “Coaches already want him for college scouting.” Jordan shrugged. “Still gotta finish sophomore year first.” “Are you fast?” Damon asked. “Fastest in my league,” Jordan said. “Want to race me?”

“Untie them.” Carlo and Vincent knew this was a classic Jordan finishing, but this time, the death would be final. Lorenzo’s guys both fell out of their seats as they tried to get up and flee. I watched them crawl in an attempt to get away from me. How did they even think I’d let them go scotfree?

Soon enough, the game began and cheers from different angles as both teams scored. Queen and her crew occupied the front seat and they cheered non stop. I lost focus immediately I saw Crystal brougt to Queen. She held Crystal and stood up to leave. After some minutes she came back alone, that's more than enough reasons to believe Asher. 'David what are you doing? Concentrate and catch the ball!' I heard my coach yelling I turned and Jordan threw the ball to me, how long was I gone? I caught it and scored a three point from where I was standing. They cheered a lot but at the moment, my spirit was out of my body.

H e was pushed and Primo rushly get out of the couch whilst limpi g as he tries to walk away. Before Primo could even take a hold of the door, a hand grab his waist. "Wait Primo, I'm so sorry. I'm really sorry." Allen started getting anxious. Primo struggles to escape but Allen was just too strong that his strength became useless. His body slacks when he's tired and Allen loosen his hold as he carried him carefull on the couch.

she pleaded again. The rain-diffused light fell clearly on her face. Jordan's grip on the umbrella handle tightened imperceptibly. Then, his voice dropped, low and commanding. "I said… let her go." "Who the hell do you think you are?" one of the thugs sneered, stepping forward to shove him. Jordan turned, and with a swift motion, the man was sent sprawling into a deep puddle with a heavy splash. The others, stunned by his speed and precision, hesitated.

I couldn't wait to trace my fingertips over it. “2013,” Casper muttered. “You're close, but no,” Jordan said. Casper unbuttoned his shirt and threw it off his large body. My breath caught in my throat as flashes of what happened in the bathroom filled my head. I bit my lips and looked away to prevent myself from doing something rash. "Kay, baby?” I raised my head when Jordan called out to me. “It's your turn,” he said. Jordan was already out of his clothes right at the door, so if I should get it right, he'll be pulling off his briefs.