Emergency Fanfiction Johnny Collapses Novels & Stories

It is enough to show how surprised the pitiful man was after reading the contents of the invitation cover. Jhonny smothered his mouth in disbelief, his tears rushing without being able to bear it. Jhonny's steps inched back, accidentally stepping on the shards of the glass he dropped. But, the soreness of the shards stuck in the soles of his feet was nothing compared to the pain piercing his heart at this time. Jhonny's body hit the kitchen counter, then slumped to the floor. A trace of blood coming out of his feet littered the floor, adding to the gloomy impression.

His hands moved over me possessively as he started removing my clothes, piece by piece. I lay still, surrounded by a profound sadness. How I wished I could turn my fate around and not have to go through this now. "Alpha, one of the factories is on fire! The destruction is massive. The Jet is ready for departure." Johnston banged on the door just in time, sparing me from immense humiliation once more. Had he arrived a second later, my dignity would have fluttered away. My heart raced as adrenaline surged through me from the near escape. Alex hesitated, frustration and reluctance etched across his face. Eventually, he let go of me and sprang out of bed with sharp, angry movements. Hurriedly, h

" I thought Jenna would be on my side. After all, the person lying in the ambulance was her own mother, and it was a life-or-death situation. What I didn't expect, however, was that when she opened her mouth, it was to scold me. "Mitch McLaren, what is wrong with you? This is Jake's first day as a security guard, so he's surely following orders from his superiors. Can you stop making things difficult for him? "And besides, your mom looks to be in very good health. Why would she even need an ambulance? If you ask me, she's just bored." For a second, I almost couldn't catch my breath. No wonder Jenna didn't seem worried at all. She thought the person who'd collapsed was my mother.

Panicking, she gets ready to kick whoever has kidnapped them. There is a loud thud outside and the trunk opens. What Emily sees makes her cry and then she feels pain surge through her head. Too late does she realize that a bullet just buzzed through her cheek and out the other side. Then everything goes black. Jenna wakes up when she hears a loud bang. She looks over and sees blood all over a gaping wound in Emily's face. "She's not breathing." a man from behind her says to someone else. Then he steps out of the shadows, and she wants to die herself. Matter of fact, she is sure she will be next.

I, Gianna Johnston, am born into a family of prodigies. My dad, Henry Johnston, is a computer science professor from Hafford University. My mom, Naomi Liddell, is a medical professor at Starvard University. And my brother, George Johnston, is an international math olympiad champion. Meanwhile, I'm barely passing my math classes at school. George gets so mad at me that he immediately writes down three full sets of math exam questions and exclaims, "You're so dumb that you're nothing but an embarrassment to Mom and Dad and me! "Don't you even think about leaving the house and embarrassing us again without completing all these math questions!" Mom then forces a few pills straight down my t

"Ian Jowett, why are you driving Dad's car?" It was only then that I noticed the driver—Harley Gunn, Cindy's first love and a man for whom she still held lingering feelings. Just then, Cindy's shoulder strap slipped, revealing the hickeys covering her neck and collarbones. Anyone with eyes could tell what had happened between them. Due to the urgency of the situation, I ignored the blatant evidence of her infidelity and shouted, "Dad has suffered a heart attack! I'm taking him to the hospital right now, so please, just move!"

John reached forward for the knife to switch to his other hand, but the beam in the tent collapsed, causing him to drop it. I released my hold on him and tried to dive out of the opening while he was distracted by the tent coming down, but he caught me. My body was thrown as John tackled me to the ground. I gnashed my teeth, trying to slice his skin. John’s hands managed to go around my throat; he was strangling me. Was this really how I was going to go? I had gone through so much shit to be dusted off like this. “What the hell are you doing?”

he yelled and she instantly dropped John grabbing her head and screaming before Dante dove to catch the woman so exhausted she was falling like a downed tree. A/N: I will be doing larger updates this week but my last one will be Wednesday instead of Friday so I can take the holiday to gear up for the next round, we are turning a corner soon.......Family is coming ;) Happy Reading <3

But he surprised himself, daring to look up and say, “Maybe you oughta stop, Johnny, before . . . ” They stared at him, their faces mean and ugly. “Wait a fuckin minute. Are you defendin those ragheads? 9-Fuckin-Eleven, dipshit!” Connor’s heart skipped a beat. He’d pushed too far. Stop now and he’d be fine. Push John any further, though . . . Again, he did the unthinkable. “S’not like they did it, Johnny. Emma an Danny are jus like you an me . . . ” “SHUT YER FUCKIN MOUTH!”

I screamed my fantasy world imploding in on itself. Sprinting towards the sound my heart hit my stomach like a lead stone. Off to the right there was a small little door that I hadn't noticed when we walked in. I flung the rotted wooden door open so hard it shivered on its rusted hinges. Johnny was pressed against the wall with a horrified look on his face. I made it to him in a matter of two leaps. "Johnathan! Where's Marcus?!" I asked him frantically. He raised a trembling little finger and pointed over to the opposite wall. I turned around slowly trying to deny what I knew was real. His back was to us at first, but I could tell something was wrong with him. He was hunched over still as a