Jjk Hood Novels & Stories

my smile drops. He's still wearing that black hoodie from morning, cause obviously he hasn't gone home yet. His ring radiating mysterious green light in the dim light, reflecting a part of his face. The hands of his hoodie are shortened till his elbows, it's clear that he works out daily, the veins are showing all over. It's pretty sexy, not gonna lie.

His eyes scanning me from head to toe and I felt a blush creep on my cheeks "God you look beautiful Anu" "Thank you " I giggled "You don't look bad yourself" The man really looked too in pair of blue jeans ,a white tee and navy blue blazer and some dress shoes..Mr Hooda was really a very handsome guy..He was tall ,lean with adequate muscles , handsome face..Like he was all a woman could want but I just couldn't like him romantically..He was more like a brother..But I was ready to try and feel something for him ,though it would take a long or not at all but at least I would say I tried..

"Damn" Mashii laughs and in the end they talk and get to know each other. From the short haired one who has the name Vikky while the Blink shirt has the name Stella, while the man standing not far from Chloe holding the wine glass has the name Marlon. Chloe thought they were friends who were not cool to talk to. In fact, Chloe couldn't stop laughing with all of them. Choel looked at the mashii which means in front of him, his hands seemed to be holding an arrow along with his son who was ready to be released and could stick in Chloe's heart. Chloe laughed at it, it's such a cute imagination that everyone laughed at it too.

I purred as I eyed the pretty pink hoodie which was clearly too big for him. “Whose fucking hoodie is this ?” Jax growled as he tried to find out the owner from the scent. The hoodie however was filled with my scent only of course and I pursed my lower lip between my teeth contemplating to explain my weird kink to him or not. “I swear I am going to kill that man, Zara,” he added rather possessively. “That’s mine,” I simply said and decided to explain things by exhibiting them rather than explaining the theory. Why waste your breath when Actions speak louder than Words. Hehe.

HJ, the underboss of America’s most ruthless mafia, wanted to play. And I couldn’t hold back the smile that spread across my face, because this side of him warmed something in me that had been cold for a very long time. “Pretty sure the thing that’s going to help me sleep at night is you getting me out of these zip ties.” I waved them in front of us. Towering over me, he crossed his arms in that black hoodie of his. “I don’t think I will.” “HJ!” I whined.

asked Mey, sounded so surprise. I turned to Hunter and only now did I realize the hoodie he was wearing had 'Keep Calm and Be A Potterhead' printed on the front with a little golden snitch on top of the word 'keep'. My friend flinched and looked at Mey nervously. "Do you like it?" Mey shook her head and his smile was gone. "Are you kidding? I love it!!" She proceeded to throw her arms around him and gave him a tight hug. It seemed that she no longer cared about her dad possibly throwing a murderous glare at their way.

Jack Horner says from the executive dining suite as Kitty closes the heavy door. "Hello, Mr. Jack," Goldie Lockhart says, and his jaw drops down. Jack Horner used to look very tired and messy. He was overweight, he never shaved his face enough, and he always needed a hair trimmer. He looked like an old retired soldier who did not care. But now, he looks like a powerful alpha capo!

Sara asked, leading Evangeline and Victoria towards the dressing room. Meanwhile, in his dimly lit room, Aaron's eyes were fixed on his screen. His hand rested on his chin, his finger on a laptop, zooming in and out of the displayed image of a black hoodie. "Who's this person?" he murmured as he zoomed the logo of the hoodie, the symbol of J was designed by handmade. "J, what does that mean? I can't even guess." Then he clicked the next image of Evangeline, and a blurred-faced man wrapped in a tender embrace. "He is a Korean man. But how did this picture leak? It's not a coincidence; it's leaked on purpose. " He paused as Zoomed the blurred image.

Funny looks over to me doing it, unzips his hoodie, and hands it over to me. “Put this on,” he says more of a demand than a gesture. “Thank you,” I say politely and put it on. The hoodie smells amazing, it’s an intoxicating smell even though it’s got a touch of marijuana traced into it. I look over at Funny whose attention is back on the ocean and now without his hoodie on, I get a much better view of his body. He is incredibly toned, like he works out often but not overly muscular, just the perfect amount. Full-sleeve tattoos cover both arms and I can’t quite make out any of them at a glance. He has an absolutely gorgeous body with an even more incredible face and I can’t help but stare kno

The person on the motorcycle seemed utterly exhausted, collapsing to the ground the moment the bike halted. Hearing the noise, the villa's door swung open, and a guy wearing a pink hoodie poked his head out, looking out in bewilderment. This guy had a very delicate appearance, with features that leaned towards the handsome Korean style. His hair, dyed in a grandma gray color, stood boldly on his head, and he had a silver cross necklace around his neck, giving off a mischievous yet adorable vibe.