Jonas Brothers Gif Novels & Stories

Oh my ghad. "I told you to not pop up out nowhere like that" I told him as I helped him up. Jonas held onto his side with one hand and the other was holding a denim jacket. "I was just trying to cover you with the jacket" he explained with a groan I laughed. "And see where that got you?" I said. He chuckled. I looked at him up and down. He was wearing a white printed shirt, black jeans and black shoes. "Why are you even here? Aren't you busy with the fansign preparations?" I asked him.

"I'll stay at your house after prom tomorrow night. Prepare your ears to hear my story about making Cyntia my mate." Two minutes later Jonas replied to my message. He sent a middle finger emoticon and an angry face. I laughed out loud and continued exchanging messages with Cyntia, discussing the technicalities of prom night tomorrow.

LISA POV "Tell me again; what do you want me to do?" I asked, my voice trembling. Jonas leaned closer, his breath searing my ear. "It’s simple, really," he murmured. "All you need to do is impersonate Kiara, the beloved of my dear brother, Asher” “What? Are you insane?” I gasped, feeling the blood drain from my face completely, as if I had turned into a ghost. I couldn’t comprehend the depth of Jonas’s hatred for his brother or his desire to destroy him. Their shared past was a dark and tangled mess, brimming with secrets and deception.

“He hasn't come down to play chess in a long time. I think he's sitting pretty in his apartment." “I guess so. He is watching his favorite cartoon movies. Then I'll go upstairs." "Good luck to you." Jonas replied by making a salute gesture. He was happy that the people here were so kind. Mainly they all thought positively of him and no one suspected him. In front of the elevator Jonas waited for a minute. Incidentally this afternoon a bit crowded. People just came and went with their families. He met a family, father, mother, and two girls in pink dresses. Looks like they have twins. One had light blonde hair, the other had brownish blonde hair. They were both very sweet and greeted him as h

Jonas whispered in her ear, smiling when Nathan’s gaze flickered to him. “How did you read my mind dear brother?” She said under her breath, “I’d love to watch that stupid slutty expression slip off her face when I strangle her with my own bare hands.” “East tiger,” Jonas said with a short laugh. “We don’t want to add murder to the long list of crimes we’ve committed, do we?” He nudged her arm lightly with his when she didn’t respond right away. “Jane?” He called quietly when her piercing eyes didn’t leave Lisa.

he grumbled, but the corners of his mouth twitched as if holding back a smile. Oasis didn’t seem to notice the subtle shift in Joxan’s expression. He just hugged his pillow, his eyes never leaving the screen. “I knew it! My big bro’s the coolest!” Joxan froze for a moment, then shot him a glare. “I told you not to call me that!” Oasis laughed, unbothered by the glare. “Too late! You’re stuck with it now!”

Jonas stood up and shook out his uniform pants, walked over to a trash can where he tossed his hot dog napkin into it, and turned back to James. -My shift is over. I'll go home to get some sleep and meet Lauren when she gets home from school. Can you keep me posted on what happens? -You can count on it. - James assured, standing up. Jonas offered him his hand to say goodbye, however, his companion surprised him by giving him a strong hug. These were not typical displays of affection from him, in fact he had never shown him any appreciation. The only thing that kept them related was Anne, without her they were enemies.

He looked like he had never smiled in years. We all got out of the car, walked to the front step, and met Jonas standing on the top step beside his brother and sister with a welcoming smile on his face. "Welcome to my home. I really hope that you enjoy it here. It might be a change of pace from what you are normally used to, but I promise to be a good host." I smiled expectantly, but André gave a deep growl. It was subtle, but Jonas smirked sinisterly at André. However, it disappeared in seconds—almost as if I imagined it.

In fact, the silk fabric has little coffee cups and books scattered all over it. Jason raised his eyebrows as soon as he saw me waving my hands towards the loud music speaker on the ground next to him. Telling him silently that I wanted him to turn it off without speaking a word because it's not like he would even be able to hear a word I said anyway. My brother rolls his eyes but leans to the side and turns the music off. " Yes, Olivia?" He asked an annoyed frown, forming on his lips.

The word brothers kept repeating in Sophia’s mind again and again. She looked at the three men, Alexander, Damian, and Lorenzo. searching their faces for anything she recognized, something she could believe. “No,” she said quietly, her hand shaking as she held the knife. “That can’t be true. I would remember. I would know if I had brothers.” Alexander’s expression softened, but there was sadness in his eyes. “You were very little when it happened,” he said gently. “We were older. You might remember us as the boys who played with you in the garden, who built blanket forts, who read you bedtime stories.”