Jonathan Hanna Novels & Stories

“It won’t be this easy. I mean it, Kyle. I’ll be so upset with you.” “It won’t repeat itself.” “I got something for you,” Hana told her husband. Shooting out of his lap before he could ask questions, she stopped at the drawer where her appointment letter was. The envelope looked untouched, and that made her smile. She might get a spot in the company because of her husband, but she would do very well to make sure he didn’t regret it. A smile touched her lips as she read out the name on the letter. “Mrs Hana McKenna. Screenwriter for Kenna Prime.”

Aaron said in his most approachable and friendly tone. The dark-haired driver smiled at the “mover” and answered in an overly sweet voice, “I’m sorry, but I was a bit late picking up my kids. I’m Jonah Stafford by the way. Looks like they’ve already left to go to the new house. They are moving, right?”

she pressed. Doctor Hannah hesitated for a moment, her gaze fixed on Ariana's face. And then decided to spill the beans. "Mateo Luca-Hendrix,"

“And you think we can trust him again?” “Absolutely… The guy saved you and your son without second thought when I asked,” Hannah says confidently, already dialing on her phone. “Just watch.” Soon, the person she is calling answers her call and I listen as she talks, her tone casual but firm. “Hey, Nate. It’s me... Yeah, yeah, I know it’s been a while. Listen, I need some intel on Alpha Velkan. Do you know where he’s holed up lately?” There’s a pause, and I can faintly hear a familiar gruff voice on the other end. Hannah nods as if he can see her. “Uh-huh. That makes sense. And you’re sure?... Perfect. Thanks, Nate. I owe you one.”

ANNA'S POV "I need a day," Jonathan's father said, before he could finish whatever he'd started to say a moment earlier, some of the composure sliding back over his face like a door quietly closing. "There are people I need to speak with, documents I need in front of me before I explain this properly. I don't want to give you half a story and let you build the wrong conclusions out of it."

I tried to be quick and not cause any disaster. "Excuse me." "Wait, Miss Collins," Nathan said, standing up. "Let me introduce my new assistant, Chris. This is Miss Katherine Collins." Mr. Johnson stood up. Why on earth was he introducing me? "Chris Johnson. Now I can say it's a pleasure, Miss Collins." "The pleasure is mine, Mr. Johnson," I say, shaking his offered hand.

He will still lead the conversation. Hanna's lips curled into a scornful sneer as she settled into the chair opposite Hideous. She took her pen and paper with resentment in her eyes as he started to write. "My tongue may be cut off, but don't look at me like that. I can still kill you right here, right now." Hideous raised an eyebrow. "I doubt you could do that." Hideous smirked. "So, what brings you here?" Hanna glared at him and started to write her words again. "I came to tell you the truth," she declared. Her handwriting is full of disdain, pain, and hatred. "About your daughter, Sherly."

"Professor Reed, you're a scientist, and while you're on the frontier of science just like us IT engineers, our professions and schools of thought are still distinct. I'm afraid you might not understand what it takes to be called a professional in our industry." "Mrs. Bronson's idea is not only naive and outlandish." Jonathan eyed the delicate-looking woman before him. "It's impossible. In a few months, Mr. Henderson might very well regret missing out on a talent like Anna." He added, "You should offer your assistance when the time comes, Anna. It concerns national matters, after all." As Jonathan spoke, he kept his eyes on Hugo, who was walking toward them. Anna couldn't help feeling a litt

“Do you know Jaxon Don?” Anna's brows dipped. “Yeah… He's by far probably the creepiest guy on earth.” “Creepy? Why?” “Ah, don't you know about his business?” Anna left her hand, shaking her head as though disappointed. “What business?” She knew he owned a company, but that had to be all. Then Anna began… She explained it all (at least as much as she knew), letting Reene (whose gape was unable to shut) in on Jaxon's life.

" Hanna spat out. "Or else what?" Kryss demanded. "Plan the wedding asap Kryss or else I will work for it." she completed her statement. "Anything else ?" he asked. Hanna was thinking why Kryss has an arrogant demeanor all throughout the phone call knowing his company only hinge on their family. "Don't push me to my limits Kryss. " Hanna spoke to herself. When the four of them returned to Manhattan (Hillary, Marcus, Kryss, and Marina) they were surprised by Hanna's arrival.