Joe Jonas Fanfics Novels & Stories

“That you’ve the most gorgeous legs I’ve ever beheld.” “I know what you’re doing, Mathis.” He lifted his head to blink darkly lashed eyes at me. “What?” “You want to break me.” “And then rebuild you in my name.” “I won’t let you destroy me like Kasha destroyed you.” He flinched at that. “I’ve no wish to do that to you.” “Then what?” “Jonas has fallen in love with you.” He admitted. Sliding his body along mine, like a rising serpent. Until he was level with my face. Propping himself on his elbows to toy with my hair with his fingertips. Giving the top of my head a thoughtful study.

He closed the door and dropped the young man horizontally on the bed. Jonas was one of those who did not drink that night. He just cooked all night, and he also didn't like to share thouhts with other people except for Baron, who became close to him. He's often quiet and his face is always serious. So, some of his companions thought that he was always angry. But contrary to their knowledge that, Jonas had once married to the woman he loved so much. Although, she just cheated on him and had another man. That is why he can't help but get angry every time he sees, hears or watches drama series related to cheating or betrayal.

None of them could stir any emotion in him. But Chloe was now engaged to Noah, so he had to make a choice—should he continue or let go? If he chose to continue, would he not be no different from Noah? Joseph gazed at his computer screen, where Exotic Star’s official website displayed a promotional image of Noah and Chloe together, smiling sweetly as if they were husband and wife. He closed his eyes, feeling utterly defeated. "Daddy, are you busy? Can I come in?" Jasper asked respectfully. Joseph rubbed his temple and turned off the computer. "Come in."

So, the camera instantly flashed by, making Keegan feel even angrier! Jonas, who was aside, grinned stupidly and smiled brightly as he said, “Hello, everyone. I’m Clara’s third brother, Jonas Lang.” The comments popped up again, and many fans who knew the inside story said, ‘I heard that Jonas really dotes on his younger sister. He treats Clara very well, and he is one of us for sure!’ ‘He is rather good-looking too! He is totally my type! He is the type of man who is warm, friendly, caring, and positive!’

“Lauren will be down shortly, she’s trying to feed Harry and put him down for a nap.” Jane hums in response. Of all of them there she was at the most disadvantage. An ex fiancé with the love of his life and their child. Then there was a potential lover who seemed to have moved on from her faster than he could confess his feelings. And worse? He was rubbing it in her face. If only she could walk over there and snap the girl in half. “Calm down darling, you look like you want to murder the girl and feed her body to the wolves,” Jonas whispered in her ear, smiling when Nathan’s gaze flickered to him.

Jonas inserted his cock in my ass. “Ohhh guys, I love how you handled and satisfied me,” I murmured. “Lick her,” Jonas commanded, his voice rough. “Make her cum fast.” Marco’s tongue circled my clit before he locked his mouth over it and sucked hard. I gasped as Jonas started to move, his cock sliding in and out of my ass in a slow, deep thrust. “Ohhhh… mommy… you’re driving me crazy,” Marco murmured against my pussy. “I could eat you all night.”

A growl rumbles deep in his throat, and I glance up to see him watching me hungrily. I lick my lips, smiling mischievously as I trace a trail along his jawline. "You taste better than I imagined." ‘I agree.’ Cana mumbles. He chuckles lightly. "Good thing then that I have much more for you to taste. Now get ready for some real fun…" *Typhon* I watch Jonas undress slowly, enjoying the sight of those lean muscles flexing under his skin. When he pulls his shirt over his head, exposing his bare torso, my cock throbs painfully in my pants.

Emily actually caught it. "Hey, Emily," Jonas said, "did you know that Jane has a girlfriend?" Jane forgot her plan to stay calm and collected. "I do not!" "Jane and Lucy sitting in a tree!" Jonas sang. "K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" "Did you make that up yourself, Jonas?" Emily said. "You really are a poetic guy. A guy with your original sense of humor shouldn't be hanging around here. You should be in the kindergarten playground." Mary laughed. Jonas glared at her. Emily bounce-passed the ball to Jane. Jane caught it, for a moment, she wished she could smash it against Jonas's face. But she didn't want to let him know that his teasing had affected her.

That the braver thing the powerful man could do was to finally stop being fearful. In the penthouse, above the deluge, the two men furthest in the eye of the storm sat in the hushed hum of a city wagging its tongue about them. Jonah reclined on the couch, scrolling through his phone, with a blanket over his knees, a look of constant shock across his features. "Clark," he breathed. "There's fan-art of us… as space explorers. Holding hands on the moon. The caption is 'Love is the final frontier.'" He laughed in amazement. "What's going on?

I explained. “Well he or any of his boys could be nice to me anytime they want to, especially Tatum. BOY IS FINE!” Jonas said with some sass. “Jonas, I thought you had a thing for Charity?” I said. “Oh, I do. Girlfriend has it going on. You forget darling, I am Bi. I would love to be the center of a Tatum/Charity sandwich. Mmmm, oh the things we could do.” Jonas continued in his sassy tone.