Jonathan Good Novels & Stories

Guilt and unresolved desires hang in the air. I take a deep breath, attempting to distract myself from all this. I call in my new Beta, Jonathan. Jonathan is five foot four at most, and slightly round. But looks can be deceiving and if he is half as good as his ageing father is, then I know that I have the right man. “I need you to do something for me, Jonathan.” “Fire away, boss.” I like him right away. "Whatever we discuss here strictly is our concern and ours alone."

For most people in this building, this was actually a common occurrence. The truth was, Mr. Hernandez only wanted Stefani to be happy. After all, she was his only child, his only family, his precious. Jonathan has been good, obedient, always ready to help, and his performances in the company were unsurprisingly excellent. He was also good-looking and had a kind heart. Mr. Hernandez knew Jonathan was the right person for Stefani. Even though Stefani probably didn't deserve Jonathan, Mr. Hernandez still believed Jonathan could, in a way, influence Stefani to be a better person.

feet. "This is unexpected." "Is it?" I replied coldly, not bothering to return his smile. "I believe we had an unfinished conversation about certain goods that were supposed to be in my possession days ago." Jonathan gestured to a chair across from his desk. "Please, sit. Would you care for a drink?" "I didn't come here to play games with you," I said, remaining standing. "I came for answers. Answers, Jonathan". His smile disappeared. "Of course. As I mentioned on the phone, there have been some complications—" "You've said that already," I interrupted. "I'm here to understand these... complications." Jonathan sighed, sinking back into his chair. He suddenly looked tired, exhausted. "To be

Everything he does on the surface is to repay his kindness. Me: "Really, like that?" Jonathan: "I know there must be a lot going on in your mind, but Fiona, I think you should give my brother a little more time. Rather than like Uh, at a party, just getting on a motorcycle." Jonathan looked at the card on his phone. "You're sure this person is a certified private investigator and not a human trafficker." "Well, don't mention it again!" I covered my face. Saying goodbye to Jonathan, I drove to Starling Manor.

"Guys, let's popularize the hashtag JonLe is real." Jayden snorted. JonLe? What's that? What does it stand for... Jonathan and Lea? Jayden kicked the table leg in sudden irritation and groaned in pain. What is this? Jayden looked at Jonathan's photos and judged how young he was. He was clearly way below Jayden's age and didn't seem to differ too much from Lea, in fact they could have been the same age. Moreover, with his profession as an actor on the rise, Jonathan is very stylish.

Jonathan lowered his head, picked up his phone, seeming to send a few messages, then slowly raised his head. His sharp eyes swept over them. "Do you have something?" Albert spoke slowly, "Mr. Jonathan, I'm Albert, the general manager of Oval Land Jewelry. We've collaborated before. Do you remember?" "Yes," Mr. Jonathan's gaze rested on his face, showing a hint of approval. "You arranged the itinerary quite well back then, left a good impression on me."

One of the guests shouted from behind. Dad whispered in my ears. “That’s Cole Shark, a goon in the oil business and that’s his associate, Jonathan, a very close business mind that works with me . “Jonathan, hmmmm…..” I said his name in my head. He looks like someone who would be close to me in time to come……

JOBA'S P.O.V Ayo, Musa, Omale and I returned from the day's mission. Stressed as hell. The mission was quite difficult, it didn't go as planned but we thank God for success. We walked towards the entrance of the building with Ayo leading the way, he didn't hesitate to press the bell. After a while the door opened revealing a shirtless Dubem.

For him it was just him and Aiden, whole another world seemed to stopped. "What is it?" Jackson pulled him out of his imaginative world. "Huh?" Jonathan said clearly not known about the question. "Are you watching this Zack, the great Jeon Jonathan is smiling. That’s new for me." "That's what we call love. It changes people." Zack said while tapping Jonathan's shoulder. "Okay enough of your Love Guru thing." Jonathan said clearly blushing out of embarrassment. It was not a daily thing that you see Jonathan lost in thinking and smiling. He smiles very rarely.

I had joined last week to personally assist you with your day to day needs. Alexandra nodded in but in displeasure and turned to Jonathan, who almost forgot to greet them. "Good afternoon, everyone," Jonathan said, smiling politely. "This is the Fiance I was talking about, he is Karl Jonas's grandson. Jonathan Jonas." Readable shock flashed on to Aunt Margaretta's face, regarding his facial features Jonathan looked a lot like his father who used to be closely acquainted with Benjamin Winchester before his tragic death. By his thick American accent, she could tell that he isn't bought up in England.