Johnny Storm Novels & Stories

, My Dads voice flashed into my head. "Temi, Temilade are you alright", I snapped out of my thought when I heard Oluwasogo's voice. "Sure, sure, am alright", I replied. "So what are the names of your brothers?", I asked again. "Jonny Agbabiaka and Jimmy Agbabiaka", he replied. After some minutes he said. "We are here, this is my Company", Oluwasogo said. He stopped the car and got down, after that he ran to the other side of the car and opened my door, "My lady", he said in a hilarious accent while opening the door, "Stop being playful", I chuckled.

Now I know why and how Stormy's caffeine obsession came about. Storms hometown is much more relaxing than I thought it'd be. There's not even much bar here. I thought I'd have to worry about seeing some stray drunks on the road or some guys fighting by the corner. When Storm told me how her dad used to trash into their house after hours of having liquors at local bars, I figured there'd be more people like him in this neighbourhood. Davisville neighbourhood.

“I’m sorry, Master Ares. I failed to complete your task. I’ve let you down.” Jay closed his eyes and flashed back to their parting scene as if it were yesterday. “Storm, don’t come back until you’ve located Baby Robbie.” In the past three years, Storm had wandered the streets because of this command while persistently looking for Baby Robbie. Jay helped him up and said somewhat stiflingly, “Go and take a shower before changing your clothes.” Ghost then took Storm away. Not long after, Storm reemerged with trimmed hair and a shaved beard. After all, he was a young guy in his 20s who was already handsome, so he looked more radiant than ever after a little cleaning up.

I gasped and stepped back gingerly pulling my knife from my side. Johnny was the renowned alley bully king, he got whatever he wanted, when he wanted it, mostly with force or coercion, he also had crew members who do dirty work for him. He had been arrested a couple of times, but since he escaped from juvie last year, police had been on his tail, but this juvenile was a hard target, and recently he had gone dark, hiding here in the dark alley of the Narrows. I'm sure Johnny would recognize me, but I was wearing my hoodie, and besides he didn't seem ready to let me leave here in one piece, I mean that literally, because it's what he does to people, break 'em and take their stuff.

Johnny struggles lazily beside me, while I wonder whether to call Banks and tell him thank you, or tell him I am not in need of a literal guard in my retail job. "Let him go." With a slight bow at me, Stellar shoves Johnny against the desk. "She’s my staff! My girlfriend!" Johnny retort loudly. "You are both colleagues, and she is your ex." Stellar's voice is soft but absolute, which gets Johnny furious. "Wow... did you shake your ass to get a man to look at your fat old bo..." Stellar doesn't move her hands; she just kick Johnny’s knees, causing him to fall, then she leans in

Today, I was going in to submit my resignation. Back then, Joyce was the reason I chose to stay in this city. I even refused to inherit my family's estate, severing ties with my parents completely. Three days ago, when the typhoon hit, I put my life on the line to pick Joyce up. However, she refused to come home with me. On the way back, the storm was raging, and debris struck my shoulder. I couldn't sleep that night from the pain. Then I saw Finley's Instagram post and told Joyce I was breaking up with her.

“You started it, River… gambling with my life. I can't continue without a child. I don’t care how far I have to go or how many strings I get to pull before I get to fill you up with my seed.” His grip tightened on my wrist, his breathing coming out rugged, face red and pulsing with anger — anger that I didn’t want his shitty proposal? What was going on in this man’s head? “There are other women out there,” my voice softened, my head tilted slightly. “What we had was just a fling. I am not ready to be a mother, Mr. Storm.” “My body craves only you. I don’t want you to be its mother either — I just need the child.” Like a commodity that he could buy with money. “And I am not ready for a baby M

Johnny asks with a sneer. “Don’t you dare talk about my brother like that! He was captured. We need to find him” Lilliana says, the tears pooling in her eyes from worry. “Oh, no. Stefano Moretti is not my problem. He got what he deserves” Johnny says coldly. This is not the Johnny I know. What happened to make him so cold? Does he hate Stefano that much? “Please Johnny” I ask, giving him the sweetest smile. Johnny looks away first before he turns to face me. He places his hand against my cheek, cupping my face.

We both veered our eyes to catch the approaching figure of a middle aged man who seemed to be coming for him. "Hello Miss Janis" he greeted with a warm smile. I waved at him nervously, still so much confused about what was going on. "Hello" I returned his warm gesture with a smiled and a nervous wave. "Mr Storms, I have an important message for you" I heard the man mutter underneath his breath to him. Why did he call him Mr storms? The only Mr storms I've heard off is Mr Leo storms, one of America's richest men in the business world.

I saw her swallow her saliva as if she was excited but at the same time, she was also nervous. "You want me to suck your dick?" Kissa asked and a smile gets even wider on Johnny's lips and then he nodded softly in response. Johnny leaned against the railings and motioned to Kissa to start worshipping his body. "I want you to worship my body, babe. I want your saliva all over my body." Johnny commanded with a sly smile on his lips. I couldn't help but stare at Johnny's muscular body. I don't want to admit it but I also don't wanna lie, Johnny is so handsome that he can be a high-fashion, editorial, or commercial model, selling a handsome face like Johnny is just an easy peasy thing to do. I t