Jonah Adam Novels & Stories

Annalise is 21 and in college with her two best friends and her sister. She is starting her last year off on a good start. She is one grade ahead of her average age. She is studying art and wants to be the best she can be. She is assigned a partner for her last big assignment, Theo Hyde. He is the guy she has had a crush on for years, but he is also her best friend's ex-boyfriend. She tries to focus on the project, but her feelings keep getting in the way.

He is tall, cloaked in shadow, but it’s not Arc. It’s… someone else. A man with sunken eyes and a smile like a dagger dipped in wine. “Finally awake,” he says, voice silken. “I was starting to worry our prince overdid it.” “Who the hell are you?” I demand. He bows mockingly. “Jonah. Keeper of secrets, breaker of rules. Your temporary jailer.” “Where’s Arc?” “Busy. He’s risking his neck cleaning up the mess Ariel left behind while keeping you out of sight.”

It wasn't aplomb; it was fear. He pecked out a message, his unfamiliar fingers stumbling. Jonah. Sorry. This is a mistake. Can we--- He did not have a chance to continue. A news alert came through on his screen, a push message from a notorious rumor blog. SPOTTED: Jonah Jones, Lone Wolf. The "Billionaire' Boyfriend" Looks Miserable and Alone at Downtown Dive Bar.

“You should at least try talking to me first. Who knows, I might just believe you?” Jonah rested his hand against his head and said, “My wife got pregnant when I was over 30. It was raining heavily that night, when one of my subordinates gave me a call. He said that he was being pursued and he needed my help. “Of course I was not going to allow anyone to murder one of my own, so I picked up a knife and rode my bicycle over there, killing six people by myself. I could literally see my surroundings dyed red, both from my enemies’ blood and mine. Then, that subordinate of mine took me to a private clinic.

Jonah felt sorry for exploding to Amy the way he did. Last night his dad had a business dinner, and he wasn't really eager to go, but since his father insisted, he went with him to an elegant restaurant. The other men started bragging about their kids, how all of them were Harvard students being lawyers, doctors, engineers etc. However, the conversation later turned to Jonah in an unexpected way. "What about you, Jonah?" A guy called Robert asked. "I'm the soccer captain in my school. " He answered with a smile.

But a party hosted by the Devon family was well out of his reach. Jacob escorted him to the center of the hall where an elderly man was seated alongside a man exactly Jacob's age, who was glaring intensely at Jacob. “Welcome, Mr. Adams.” David Devon lowered his head slightly. Jacob did the same toward the older man. “You look well.” “If you mean doing well with one foot in the grave, then I thank you.” Mr David chuckled, his eyes sliding to William. “And you must be his husband.” William's hand stiffened around Jacob's arm. “William Adams,” he greeted politely.

)) they release each other and Jonah wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. They stare at each other some more ** I can't believe it man, after all these years we meet again Kavi ** << I have to tell mom and dad! >> I can see he's mindlinking then he looks down at me << babe, Jonah is my cousin! but I had no idea you became Gamma! >> ** yes Josiah gave me the position as he wanted me to be close but wasn't able to make me Beta ** Kavi pulled him into another hug << it's so fking good to see you man >> "" Kavi! where is Jonah?! "" his parent's come barreling up from their home bare feet in their night wear haha.

the man asks, giving me a slow look up and down, "I'm Jonah, by the way. Jolene's best friend and ex-boyfriend.” "The gay one, right. Nice to meet you," I mumble, trying to keep my tone neutral. I hope Jolene didn't tell him about yesterday, but if he's her best friend and he's gay, then she probably already did. Ugh, this couldn't be any worse. "What are you doing here, Vermin?" Jolene barks at me, obviously mad and I don't blame her. I swallow and throw a side-glance at Jonah, feeling the weight of his gaze like a rock on my shoulders.

Igor asked as he grabbed Jonah's backpack. "Looks like it," Andrei replied, giving the office a once-over before following his lieutenant. They found Jonah sitting on the edge of the pool, her feet dangling over the empty pit below, smoking a joint. A thin trail of sweet, pungent smoke drifted into the crisp air. "Time to go," Igor said as he strolled over and nudged her shoulder. Jonah took one last deep drag, exhaling slowly as she stared down into the cracked concrete bowl. "Don't have to ask me twice. This place is depressing as hell," she muttered, her voice laced with bitter sarcasm.