Jojo Banner Novels & Stories

“Whatever.” Just then, Jaxon walked in with his entourage of business executives. I wondered why he loved biker outfits. Something rang a bell in my head, but I ignored it. I sent him a megawatt smile when he glanced my way—only to be ignored. As soon as they were seated, Theodore gave me the go-ahead to start. I gave Seraphina the signal, and the projector came to life. “Tranquiller Resorts. Your family home on a paradise island. Your home away from home. Do you want to be kissed by the golden rays of the—”

Jacob's warrior asked and I shook my head as tears started to form in my eyes. " I'm afraid I'm too sore to move around, would you please take me to my room uh...." I looked at him confused and he cleared his throat. " my name is Benjamin, Luna." I nodded my head and stretched my arms out so he could carry me. ' what's the plan?' Micah asked and I told him that once we get to my room, we could jump through the window and go climb a tree so we could see what was going on. Of course, that would be a stupid idea because they could smell us and know that we are there but I just wanted to know what was so important. Once the warrior left us in my room, I hurriedly made my way over to the window e

christopher POV Three days earlier, On that particular day, Joe's parents were nowhere to be found, which meant it was just Joe, Peter, and me gathered in front of the TV, engrossed in our favorite video game, The Ultimate Formula 1 Speeder. The competition was fierce, but once again, I emerged victorious. Joe couldn't hide his frustration as he exclaimed, "Seriously? That's the 27th time I've lost to you today! You're unbeatable!"

Doing as he said though, I responded swiftly. “I am Aidan Mark Webster and I am nineteen years old.” Then I showed him my wrist. He wrote down my name and age first on one line of his book. Then he looked up at my wrists for a few seconds before writing down five numbers. They were one, seven, three, eight, and zero. Once he had finished writing this down, he looked up to the soldier next to him and nodded his head.

I dialed rapidly for a cab and waited for a few feet left off the gates, crouched low beside a bush. I saw as a big SUV advanced fast in my direction from a distance, its front lights blinding me as it slowed down and stopped. A second later, I saw the metal door creaked open, and it rolled in slowly. I guess it was Mr. Westbrook. It had to have been him because no one else was at home when he came back. I sighed and made a mental note. Next time I'd have a bag prepared, it had been too short notice, but I had made it with enough time to spare. A little too James Bond for my taste. "Did he see you?" Spat Jameson on the other side of the phone, his voice full of worry.

How am I supposed to put on some annoying uniform? I’m a tomboy and based on what Jenin is wearing, I'm going to be putting on some fucking skirt and blouse. Something I have never done before. The hell is wrong with him? So I’m supposed to pay for six million dollars, dressed in some boring uniform? Really petty. He is petty and being an ass. I want to hate him. Probably kill him and continue with my life in peace but how will I do that? I’m in love with the dickhead in front of me. Or more unbelievable, I’m in love with my fucking boss.

who is known for his dong that hangs to his knee. Well, they can have fun, but... How could my Luna look at other men's dangles when she hasn't taken a proper look at my little guy? Although I am not as huge as Hugo is, I am big... I am not called Jumbo JJ (Triple J) for nothing...! Ten inches is not small, is it? Or is it a terrible size for a guy? I think I can make it a half more inch longer if I tried... Of course, he went to Bobby and told him to order Scar- his wife and the mother of his child, to not hire a stripper.

Lilly stammered, her voice trembling as she bowed her head in a hasty curtsy, her eyes still wide with fear. "Looks like you have a companion," he said, his deep voice dripping with sarcasm, as he nodded towards Lilly. "Prince Romain, please," I began, trying to intervene, "this is Lilly, my friend and—" "I know who she is," he interrupted, his eyes never leaving mine, his voice cold and detached. "She will be working in our chamber from now onwards."

James felt a surge of adrenaline rush through him. The boar snorted again, lowering its head as it prepared to charge. James knew he had mere seconds to act. He quickly scanned the area and noticed a fallen branch nearby. Without wasting any time, he grabbed it and waved it in the air, shouting louder to distract the beast. “Get back! Run!” he yelled to the woman, hoping she would take his advice.

he asks softly, his thumb brushing against my cheek, catching a stray tear. “This bond,” I say, my voice cracking. “It’s supposed to make me stronger, but what if I fail you? What if I’m not enough?” He smiles, a gentle, heart-wrenching smile that makes my chest ache. “You’re already enough, Jasmine. More than enough. And if you stumble, I’ll be there to catch you. That’s what this bond is about. Not perfection, but partnership.”