Joe Jonas Fanfics Novels & Stories

He looks around, then spots Aiden and softens visibly. “He’s… smaller than I thought,” Jonas says, like he’s disappointed and fascinated at the same time. “That’s because he’s not a linebacker yet,” Cole replies. Jonas shrugs. “He could be.” Then Jasmin walks in. Sixteen, long hair, eyeliner sharp enough to cut glass, posture radiating pure teenage disdain. She takes one look at the decorations and sighs like she’s been personally wronged by Winnie the Pooh. “Oh my God,” she mutters. “It’s… yellow.”

His days are numbered. I shift back to my human form. Fully naked I suddenly realise how far we are from the bar. The night is cold. ‘FUCK!’ I shout out into the blackness of the night. Jonas finishes shifting into his human form and laughs at me. ‘You will get your dick wet soon enough Alpha. I must say, she has got a very alluring scent.’ He winks at me. ‘Oh yeah! When you was wearing your pretty pink top. How could I forget?’ I flip him the finger and walk off into the darkness. Jonas stops laughing and I can’t help but chuckle to myself. Not long now and I will be inside my sweet little Keeva, she just doesn’t know it yet.

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.

“I don’t know, Henrik. Something about her stirred something in me. When she bumped into me, the way she looked at me—it was kind of cute. She seemed so innocent, almost childlike in her awe. She must be around twenty, maybe younger. And honestly, I could tell she was crushing on me. I couldn’t help it. You know me; I like to help.” Henrik raised an eyebrow. “You? Like to help? That’s a laugh. You never go out of your way to help anyone, and suddenly you see a pretty girl, and you’re in charity mode? Come on, Jonas. Have you already forgotten about my sister? Emilie is your fiancée, for crying out loud.” Jonas’s smile vanished. His tone turned sharp. “Oh. Then where is she? Hmm? Where has sh