Jalen Hurts Story Novels & Stories

At the point when he had no place else to go, he took him in and regarded him as though he were his own child sibling. Jalen was a brilliant man, regardless of his self important blemishes. He had a harsh appearance, at this point he was understanding within. Jalen never educated any of his buddies regarding this, and they knew nothing about his finding. Nelanian had strolled into his room when he was in the shower one evening. /……………………………………………………………….../ Nelanian was chasing after a book he had credited him during the past class.

A loud, sickening thud echoes through the pavilion. "Jalen!" I scream, my vision turning completely red. I drop to my knees, lifting my son into my arms as Kairo circles us with his claws fully bared. Jalen’s wool hat falls away, revealing a massive, bleeding gash right along his hairline. My hands shake uncontrollably as I press my sleeve against the wound. Throughout our entire exile in the rogue sectors, through every night of starvation and freezing winds, I never allowed a single mark to touch their skin. And now, my former husband has broken my son in public.

"Has he lost his mind from anger? Earlier, Jalen was taught a lesson by Fellow Cultivator Cromwell, and then lost face in the Cultivation Level Testing Rock trial. Now he wants to regain his honor? But the difference is just too great." Jalen was utterly shocked and quickly called out, "Isaiah, are you crazy? She's at the Divinity Transforming Phase! If you go up there, it's suicide! The Palmer family's honor can be restored slowly, but if something happens to you, it means something happens to the Palmer family!"

I didn’t care much about that knowing that he would only have bruises and not wounds. I watched him from the balcony connected to my room. He treated him with respect and even ordered a first aid treatment. I hated the fact that I was accepting the new version of Jaden. It looked so unreal to me, maybe he was planning it all to get information from me and give it to his wicked father;Lord Perry. ‘I know even if it hurts, you did your best. It hurts to pour out feelings that you tried hiding. The outburst was really painful’ Helena tried making me feel better.

After scrolling through it, a complicated glint flickered in his eyes. He walked over and pulled Jennifer to his side, staring sharply at Zion. "Mr. Yale, are you sure you wish to disown Jennifer?" Zion sighed. "That's not it. But Jennifer has hurt everyone in the Yale family. They're my family too!" Maxwell turned to Jennifer. "Is this the dad you've always trusted? He's just like anyone else." Jennifer wanted to retort, hating the way Maxwell was speaking ill of Zion. But Zion had indeed hurt her over the past few days.

Jalen, who had been secretly mocking Martha, collapsed and lost consciousness in an instant because he could not stand this sudden blow. Kyler hurriedly helped Jalen who had fallen to the ground up. He massaged him as he said helplessly, “Uncle, weren’t you very open-minded when you were persuading Aunt Martha earlier? Why don’t you have the same mentality when it comes to yourself?” When Martha saw that Jalen was unconscious, even though she was in despair, her mood seemed to ease a little.

“Noah's weiner was too little that I merely felt it penetrating me. I didn't even feel my hymen break," Everyone gasped, heads turning to look at him, murmurs building in the classroom. You want to humiliate me? Well, I don't mind dragging you to hell with me. “I've always fantasized about my first time being magical, but thanks to Noah, I'm traumatized, and I think I'm going to remain celibate for the rest of my life because I was really disappointed," Noah's face reddened with embarrassment. “What do you think you are doing, Vivianne?!” Bailey snapped, and I turned to her, a smile stretched around my lips.

Jared revealed, leaving everyone in shock. “You…you are Arnold?” Killian asked in shock. “So what if I am? I have lived all my life in pain and agony; I was bullied by the kids across the street, and I suffered for not having someone to take care of me; all of that was because of you.” He screamed, pointing his fingers at Killian. “I am sorry, Arnold. I…” “Don't call me Arnold. I am Jared. Only by bearing Jared will I remember all the pain I went through, only that name will motivate me to pay you back all that you caused me.” He roared, interrupting Killian.

XAVIER Pain shot through my whole body when I tried to move. I could feel myself bleeding from all the open wounds on my body. "Fuck" I muttered, as I uncoiled my body and pushed up against the wall of the alley where I'd just been nearly stoned to death. My schoolmates had just tried to kill me because I'd gotten into a fight with the school's beloved, several hours ago. It really wasn't my fault. Jonathon had pushed me to the wall. He had made Zeres upset, what was I supposed to do? I admit that I'd beaten him up, badly. But, I'd apologized, gone through detention and was expelled.

The insults continued endlessly, not one of the comments actually spoke a good word or even tried to understand me, the comments were filled with mockery, judgment, and cruel jokes. A part of me was hurt but honestly? I didn't care. None of them knew Jalen, not even our story, they only saw his age, they didn't see the man who sat beside my hospital bed every day, the man who loved me enough to leave just to protect me. I clicked my phone off and slammed it on the bed but my eyes never left my celine. Jalen's POV