Jonah Sanderson Novels & Stories

"Meridian is the twelfth. Meridian is the twelfth confirmed. There are more. I haven't gotten to the more." Jonah put his hand over his mouth. He was not, ordinarily, a demonstrative person; he was, of the two of them, the calm one, the one you gave the phone to when a client was screaming. He kept his hand over his mouth for a long time. Then he said, from behind it, "Dad." "I know." "You think Adrian is"

Jonah yelled, stepping out of the first mate cabin. Patrick tensed up hearing his voice and turned to see why the hell he was interrupting them. Jonah stormed over to them a journal tucked under his arm. Ariadne looked confused to Jonah. As he approached. “Jonah explained.” She said becoming now annoyed with the fact she was steering and couldn't give her full attention to anything. “Do you know who he is?” Jonah said angrily. Ariadne sighed he must have overheard their conversation. “ Aye he’s Ed Smith’s son. Our competition and lovely enemy. I know this already Jonah.”

"You didn't, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to walk pro-" "That is enough, Felix! We don't harm our guests!" A dominating voice sounded from the sandstone steps of the house. I turned just in time to see him saunter down. The spitting image of his eldest son. "Teagan my dear, how was your journey? I hope it wasn't too unpleasant." Alpha Jonah was a good 6'4. Broad shoulders. Cropped black hair with strands of silver. A trickle of a beard. And brooding caramel eyes that reminded me of my own Alpha.

"Ezra Barnes." "Age?" "25 years old." "Address?" "I'm pretty confident that my family is well known, so you can just type my name and it will instantly appear on the first page of your browser," Barnes said with confusion, "Moreover, are you doing a population count or something?" "No, I'm not. It's just a security issue?" said Jonah. "Security?" "If anything happens to my mistress, you're the first person I'll look for," said Jonah, "However, I can't take any risk. But since I know who you are and all the data you sneezed. So you can continue your chat with my mistress.”

To me, Daniel says, “Not you. I’m sure you’re lovely.” “She can be,” Owen says. “What’s this person’s name? Where do we find them?” “His name is Jonah, and he owns a club called The Underground. There are various classes of humans down there than what you’ll run into in St. James. You’re going to need disguises.” “Can you arrange that?” Owen asks. “And a car,” Daniel confirms with a nod. “I’ll have it covered.” “I knew I could count on you,” Owen says and claps Daniel on the back. To me, he says, “Daniel is one of my oldest, most loyal friends.”

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

Si, Artie and Clive come to see mum when they can, Artie more than others because Si is always in Beta training and never gets away that much. Leah was now 19 and had dad's muddy brown hair. Her eyes were a murky grey colour and although her skin is pretty and flawless like mum's, her body and blood weren't compatible with breeder standards. She is a bit bigger than me and she doesn't have the nicest hair. She is pretty by normal standards, but not breeder standards.

Isaac attacked the boy, completely unprovoked, allegedly, and then bit his teacher, drawing blood when she tried to separate them. I toyed with the hem of my purse as Mr Beddows continued insulting Isaac, accusing of him all but killing this boy. Greyson's words rang in my ears. Come back as the Zoe Smithson I remember. I wasn't the same woman I once was. Kobe beat everything out of me, my confidence, my hopes, my ambition. I was a shadow, surviving day by day without ever really living.

"Jonah, w-what about Julien? What will he do if you go to Kontina?" "I have one condition." Jonah wrapped an arm around Alyssa's shoulders and looked straight at Anthony. "You should know that I am in a relationship with a man. He is the only one I'll ever be with, and I'll never consider anyone else, nor will I pretend to be with a woman." Anthony's heart sank. "But you must have a queen to inherit the throne…" "This is my only condition. My partner comes with me," Jonah said calmly. "If you agree, I'll leave for Kontina after I've recovered. If not, you can leave now."

Even the thought of it was so fascinating. Suddenly, an inevitable urge to kill humans surged into my veins and I flipped the card over a few times as if deciding whether to act on my sudden whim or not. It was a wrinkled piece of cardboard that I had thrown at the bottom of my backpack as soon as I had received it. I didn’t have the time to attend clubs being opened by university students when I had the obligation to run my pack along with my mother, Kendall Clausen. It was what I had been doing since my mother divorced my father, Alpha Arthur Clausen and they separated their ways for good.