Jonathan Joestar Novels & Stories

“Ok, I know you are Selene, but I feel like it's best we act like strangers if we really want to scale through this.” “What do you mean?” She questioned immediately that I had dropped the last word. I understood she was still confused, and I was racking my head on how to put my words together to make more sense this time, but they weren't coming forth. “How do you know I am Selene with this face and body? I was reborn to be Alpha Kieran’s Luna, and everything about it all hasn't been my personality or who I was. Adapting here has been quite difficult, and to think that this same Alpha Kieran is responsible for my death before I was reborn makes me hate him even more, but…”

Commander Jorn was a fighter. As my eyes glanced at him once more, I slowly realized just how much I admired him. His body had already been through so much, more than anyone’s should be able to take. Yet, he was letting Jason draw his blood, do whatever, all so it might help someone else down the line. He looked like a cold man, but that was the kind of person he was. “So what happens now?” Nate asked, breaking the brief moment of silence. His eyes were on Varius. “Now that you’re here?”

Text message. "Clever. Very clever. You hid Emma where I couldn't find her. You set traps inside traps. You outthought me for once. I'm impressed. But Bethany, this doesn't change anything. I'll find her eventually. I have time. I have patience. I have resources. You had one chance to catch me and you missed. Now I go underground. Deep underground. And when I resurface, years from now when you're comfortable and complacent, that's when I'll take her. That's when I'll hurt everyone you love. You haven't won. You've just delayed the inevitable. Sleep well. -JP"

My son says: - My name's Colby and I'm the youngest son of the Lycon Moon Pack Alpha. Despite being born an alpha, I took on the role of a beta in my pack. I'm 18 years old, and I will never reject you. Neither you nor your child, if you really are pregnant. The child has no memory of the monster that his father wore, and I'll treat him as my son. I see the boy soften his expression, and I leave the room. Colby is young but a great guy. It was not by chance that I chose him as my beta. I'm proud of the man he became.

He could feel the terrifying power contained in that step. Even though he had reached the Martial Saint level, it was useless. This overwhelming force was something he could never stop. If it came to a fight, he had no chance against Dustin. “You… you bastard…” Jonathan could not find any other word in his disbelief. His face was unreadable. After a long moment, he sighed and stepped aside. He no longer blocked Dustin’s way. “Joseph is over there.” He pointed in a direction.

When Jersustes began to sing, Igor feared for his brother. “Jonathan! Jonnathan: “ It looks like today will be my turn! Igor: “ No! We can find a way! Jonnathan: “ How? “ We have nowhere to go! “ Kataleya said, approaching. Jonnathan: “ We were forty, now we are twenty-four! Tomorrow will be twenty-three, because I won't be here anymore! Igor: “ I'll lock your bedroom door, we'll seal everything around the windows! Kataleya grabbed his shoulder: “ None of this will be worth it! You cannot fight the soul of a black sorceress.

Pleased, I clapped my hands alongside the audience, but Howard was definitely not pleased. The air turned chilly, his gaze turning colder by the second. I ignored him and continued with watching the show. The warrior from the Moongray pack was starting to react, flipping his whip as he slashed through Jonathan's stomach. I closed my eyes at the ghastly sight and opened it after a few seconds. The whip wasn't just a whip, it was a whip with edges as sharp as a dagger. Jonathan staggered backwards, growling in pain, but before the other pack warrior could strike again, Jonathan lowered his body and swept him off his feets. In a speed of light, Jonathan rushed over to the warrior and stabbed hi

The previous incident, where Thiery had caught the fall of the massive, heavy, iron basketball hoop with his hand from a distance, had confused Thiery, Erick, and Leo. "Alpha, is it possible that young master Jonathan has some superpower we didn't expect?" Alex asked, examining Jonathan's hand closely. "That's true," Erick said. "In terms of martial arts skills, maybe young master Jonathan—" "Uncle, I don't like being called young master," Jonathan interrupted Erick. "Just call me Jonathan. It's quicker and more practical." Leo glanced at Thiery. "But, you're—" "It's okay," Thiery said firmly. "Just call him by his name, don't be so formal."

Their were over thirteen rogues, all of them were cover with blood but Joaquin didn't feel an ounce of fear towards them. He's the Alpha. He fear no one but everyone should fear him. Growls after growls, the rogues seems excited to take down an Alpha. They weren't even the half of his size but because of their quantity, they somehow find the confident to win over him. As two rogues attacked together from his front and back, Joaquin swiftly caught the front one with his sharp teeth, not caring if the smell and taste of their gross blood went to his mouth. He throw the first one on the ground lifeless while the other one was attacked with his claws.

“I don’t aim for them to stop if they start with the others anyway.” Recognition flickered across his face. “He rejected me once,” I continued, my voice smooth. “When my father wanted me as his Luna. He never even looked at me. And now? He dares to choose a nobody. A stray. A rogue who has been cast out by her own family. And I don’t intend to actually allow that to happen.” Blake said nothing. “It will break Isobel,” I went on, satisfaction curling in my chest. “Watching her son lose control again. Watching her perfect order crumble. And capturing Lia, stopping her from being able to control that beast… well, it is only going to help me with this game.”