Evil.jordan Lyrics Novels & Stories

, Jordan confessed. Dawn scoffed under her breath “Damn straight it is the last thing I want to hear. Why the hell in my right mind would I want to help you? Besides, since you know what my answer would be, why aren’t you calling Daniel instead?” “Cos he’s here, with me”, Jordan replied “Look, you have every right to tell us to go to hell but we’re in serious trouble. Come midnight Danny and I are going to be human sacrifices to some weird ass tree god”.

I spat, trying to sound braver than I felt. Jordan chuckled, a cold, mirthless sound. "Oh, but we already have, Valerie. And soon, you'll be nothing but a memory." "You see, Valerie," Jordan began, his voice dripping with condescension, "Emily here has been keeping an eye on you for me. And let me tell you, she's been very... thorough." Emily smirked, her eyes gleaming with triumph. "I've been waiting for the perfect moment to strike, Valerie. And now, with Jordan's help, we're going to take everything from you."

It’s always a turn on whenever Jordan rips it off me. Her eyes widen as realization dawns. "Oh my God. You’re so out of the earth rotten." I wink. "It’s call being naughty. Only for Jordan though. I need something sexy that will blow his mind. The theme needs to be erotic. I need him to do so many filthy things to me. Eat me, finger me, fuck…" “Poor man. He doesn’t know what he’s unlatched. ” Lily groans, throwing herself back onto the bed.

Where are all these thoughts pouring out of? ‘Where else? How about your nasty foggy mind.’ It's the chunky red devil speaking. It has shoved the mild angel to the corner so quickly. Dominating my mind in Jordan’s style. I like the way I view him from where I'm kneeling. Jordan towered over me like one of those gods from Olympus, his hard dick is out like a microphone, waiting on me to sing with. Or, figuratively, suck it. “You want to show me rather than tell me?”

In front of Silas. Jordan chuckled, a triumphant sound. He pulled his hand away, showing me his wet, glistening fingers. “See that, Silas? She liked it. She loved it.” He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear. “And that, Rumi, was just the warm-up.” I opened my eyes, blurry with tears and aftershocks. Silas was staring, his face a mask of utter devastation. My heart twisted. Jordan stood, unzipping his pants. His cock, thick and dark, sprang free, already hard and glistening. “Now for the main event.” He gripped my hair, pulling my head back, forcing my eyes to his throbbing dick. “Open wide, Rumi.”

Daniel sneered, sitting down faintly on the side, "Why not say it, their happiness was obtained by stepping on other people's corpses, now that the dust has settled, who still remembers Jack?" Of all people, isn't Jack the most pitiful? He had done something wrong and had to pay with his life. Jordan's face sank, but his large hand was pressed by a small one, "Uncle, I want to go home." Jordan sighed and slowly stood up, "Come on, let's get you home or your daddy will come back and scold me again." However, he had just taken a few steps when Daniel's voice came back, "Jordan are you just willing to do that, don't you like Serena, but at this moment you are getting along with her daughter, sh

“It ended the moment you wrote that dare.” Jordan flicked ash over the railing. “You think I want her to know? I want *you* to choose. Us or the lie.” “There is no us.” The words tasted like rust. “There’s just this… sickness.” He laughed, bitter. “Sickness. Right.” He crushed the cigarette under his heel and faced her. His eyes were bloodshot, the skin beneath them bruised with exhaustion. “Tell me you don’t feel it when I’m inside you. Tell me you fake every scream.”

Jordan asked in a drawl as we jumped out of the elevator and sashayed royally to our office. I peeled the phone from my ear and put it on the loudspeaker. “It’s Valero. He gathered some bastards and started an organ ring.” I said through clenched teeth, and Jordan froze. “That’s cold.” "And that is why we need to work hard to get rid of this scum before it's too late. He has to have a little taste of his own medicine.” I said as we walked into our office and the guards closed the doors shut behind us. “What are we going to do?” He drawled as I plopped myself into the chair, then thought hard.

“I know, Kill. Feels weird as hell. Like everything that led us here wasn’t random. They made sure we’d collide when shit got bad.” I pulled back just enough to cup his face, thumbs stroking his jaw. Those eyes of his always undid me—honest, glowing with that quiet power. I searched them, heart hammering. “I need to know the truth about something,” I said. “No filtering it for me. What does the Anchor connection with Eli actually feel like from inside? Not the pack-safe version. The real one. Inside your power. Inside your chest.” Jordan didn’t hesitate. He leaned into my touch, voice steady and open.

As soon as he finished explaining, Valerie struck him using her vampire ability and he fell on his car. "And you failed…." Valerie replied in a low tone, "This should be the last time, you have failed me Jordan….now get out of my face." Jordan humbly nodded, he was so mad, he wanted to retaliate, but he simply couldn't, not if he still wanted to keep his life. "So do you want me to come in?" Jordan flirted. If he can't slap her back,he might just fuck her. ….In his dreams? He stood up and walked towards Valerie.