Jonah Sanderson Novels & Stories

I wasn’t too panicked to miss the way Jonah’s cheeks flushed at his little misstep. “You’re the best,” she said sweetly. She turned to me with a smile. “You haven’t officially met. This is our Luna, Penelope. Luna, this is our dedicated pack doctor and all-round wizard, Jonah.” Jonah looked at me, wide, innocent eyes somehow filled with knowledge and wisdom beyond his years. He smiled and dipped his chin. “It’s an honor to meet you, Luna,” he said. “You’ve already met my brother; I’m Jared’s little brother.”

Cordelia looked at me with so much hatred in her eyes that I almost lost control over Kieran. “Don’t you dare” I warned her and she nodded. “Boss, I apologize for my mother’s behavior. She got a little carried away.” Jonah said, looking at his mother. “I cannot express my gratitude for finding and bringing back our Sabine, for everything you did for my family and my group and for all your concern” he continued “But now if you excuse us, We will need a moment alone with my daughter” Jonah said on a stern tone surprising me that he had it in him.

"I am the one who runs this part of town. Mendoza crossed the line so now he is dead. If you double-cross me you will die too. Do we have an understanding?" I pressed send and there was an immediate response. ”I understand, you had to do what you had to. May I know the name of the man I am dealing with now." I typed my reply. ”Jensen, Jensen Daniels. I will be in contact." I put the phone away and sat at my desk and sipped on my drink. I took a deep breath and laid my head back, what a day.

he admits, dark hair tinted red from the bright fire which eats away at the sticks we provided. “I feel like I can do better with more practice,” I admit, wishing the fire away into nothing, leaving charred sticks behind in the sand. No one else is on the beach with us as we enjoy the sunset, playing around with my powers. In this realm, having powers is rare and celebrated, but I’m still nervous about flaunting them. “I’ll find someone here who will be able to help you perfect them,” Noah murmurs. I reach out for his hand, smiling as his fingers wrap around mine. “I’ve decided that although we have been here for only a few weeks, I truly love this place.”

“And I’m sure Daniel can think of someone who can help us.” “I can, if you promise you’re not going to roar off in a car with the royal flags on the front and draw attention to yourself.” Daniel sighs in resignation. “You’ll need to look and act the part. And not act like a dick, Nathan.” To me, Daniel says, “Not you. I’m sure you’re lovely.” “She can be,” Nathan says. “What’s this person’s name? Where do we find them?” “His name is Jonah, and he owns a club called The Underground. Definitely a different class of human down there than what you’ll run into in St. James. You’re going to need disguises.”