Jonathan Good Novels & Stories

“So what is it? Something is bothering you. You never pass up fresh mango. Are you worried about getting another job? You'll have one in no time.” Strangely, getting a new job isn't on the top of my list of worries right now. It should be, but it's not. I sigh. “Have you ever heard me mention Jonathan? The younger brother of the family my dad works for?” “You mean Jonathan Lewis, son of billionaire James Lewis and heiress Deborah Lewis, brother of also billionaire business owner Christopher Lewis. Greek God Jonathan. God's gift to humanity? Perfection in human form? The most handsome, kind, smart, funny, and amazing man to have ever walked the planet?” Julie ticks his attributes off on her f

he held his chest as if I wounded him. This kid is a goof, and I’m supposed to trust him to find my niece? “Jonathan is a genius. He held a master's degree in engineering before he could even shift. There’s a reason my brother made him our Delta after his first shift. He’s also the brains behind the Silvercloud tech company.” John explained. Seriously? I did not expect that. Though just proves appearances can be deceiving. Jonathan perked up at John’s praise. “That’s… that's the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me, John! Be still my heart.” he grinned. John rolled his eyes while the rest of us laughed. I even giggled, covering my mouth with my hand quickly.

Ram Boneh as Johnathan Rabinovich ~Johnathan~ Present February 11th, 2036 Johnathan and I are talking on the phone. I laugh as he complains about the food in the hospital. So today, I am going to his workplace during his lunch break. And I'll surprise him and Abdullah with my homemade lunch. I park on the street and walk into the building. Abdullah and Johnathan both work at the Centre for Addiction and Mental Health, Abdullah is a doctor, and Johnathan is the head counselor. I have never been on the premises before; I hope that they weren’t busy.

He was a bald-headed Native American man with a scruffy beard who was just about the right size to make his nickname appropriate. He was also one of dad’s old friends, which is why they’d shared their super lame handshake when they met inside the diner. It was a little embarrassing — and June said that out loud — but I was actually glad to see dad smile the way he did when he saw Big Bear. For just a moment, he wasn’t the weary contractor he’d been back in Orange County, single father to two very willful redheaded daughters. He was just Jono — short for Jonathan — former star running-back for the Forest Hills Ravens, which I gathered from their conversation was the name for the high school f

She thought as she returned her attention to the box. ————————————— "Damn" Jensen said as he relaxed on one of Jonathan's couch to enjoy his beer. He had come over to Jonathan's house to hang out and they had spent the day playing video games. Tim was also there when he came, they had played catch together and some video games too. But Tim was asleep now after wearing himself out. Jensen was tired too. "Damn" he said to Jonathan who sat opposite him. "That kid has a lot of energy" Jonathan laughed. "Yeah he does. Talks alot too. But he's a good kid. Makes Kathy very happy. She loves him so much, seriously she's ready to have the head of any one who would try to hurt him"

“It’s a pleasure meeting you, Mrs. Moretti.” Mrs. Moretti. I glanced at Jaxon, my husband. It hadn’t really sunk in yet, not really. “And this is Elia.” My gaze followed that of my husband’s, toward the second man, and he was the complete opposite of Domenico. For one, he was young. Mid-twenties tops. He had wavy light-brown hair that was loosely styled back. His clothes accentuated a muscled body, and his smile came quick. It was easy-going, almost charming, but still with the necessary respect.

Liam tried to keep the snark out of his voice, but he wasn’t sure he managed it. “Darius Carathurs,” Jonathon continued, apparently not hearing Liam’s attitude or choosing not to. “He could potentially be a problem for you.”

To my surprise, Johnathan busted up laughing. “Those smaller planes tend to get more people on that. I was like that the first time I used it. It gets better each time.” Turning to Penelope, “Hello, I am Vice President Johnathan Adams. You may call me John, though!” “Thank you, my name is Penelope!” she said professionally. “Do try to relax. I hate being all professional in private. I assume you read the email and are up to date on things?” John said getting right down to it.

The moment she saw him, she understood everything. He looked far more composed than the day before. His suit and tie were immaculate and freshly pressed, his hair neatly styled, and even the stubble on his face was cleanly shaved. His every move was careful, courteous, and even restrained. Jonathan flashed her a smile. "Nice to meet you, Ms. Carter. TG Corporation was acquired by me yesterday. As of today, I'll be handling the collaboration. "I'm now the majority stakeholder behind TG. My name is Jonathan Sheffield."

“So what’s your question?” I stared at his good-looking face. I just noticed now that his eyes were pitch black and every time he blinks, the color suddenly changes into golden brown. His face gets closer to me, but not close enough that we would kiss. Just enough for us to see each other clearly and closely. Jacob is already twice my age, his son is years older than me. And yet he remained that silent power within him. “I really don’t have any question. I just wanted to say something since it seemed like we’re just gonna spend the whole time in this room with silence.”