Jordan Kent Novels & Stories

I toss and turn in the bed that’s softer than anything I’ve ever slept in. The kings can’t be my fated mates…can they? How can that be? It seems cruel. I’m the one thing they’ve been searching for and the one thing that’s the most dangerous to them. Yet they’re different than I thought they’d be. Jordan is so caring. Kent is quiet yet full of surprises–like being a better dancer than his more talkative brothers. He’s commanding in his own way.

Jordan Davis. “Kyra…”

I needed to buy myself a lot of time or else, I was going to be doomed if he discovers. Bang! I collided with a figure just as I was running, making me fall to the floor. Immediately, a sense of premonition arose in my heart as I stood up and looked at the figure. Frowning, I saw that the figure was a man in his late sixties. But from the looks of it, he didn't seem to be a member of the pack and it made me wonder if he was a spy. But then I could care less about that at the moment, I needed to leave as soon as I could. I didn't know if Alpha Kyle had noticed that I was missing or not.

Time passed quickly when you were occupied. “You’re ridiculous! How can you say Superman is better than Batman?! I give up on you.” – Jordan. 10:35pm. “I don’t really? I don’t think I could if I tried, not anymore, but you’re wrong. Just saying.” – Jordan. 11:15pm. He smiled honestly before sending a text back and calling it a night. “The feeling’s mutual.” Derrick didn’t confirm what feeling he was mutual about to Jordan’ frustration when he text him twice demanding to know which one.

Romeo can do nothing and cannot use his power. "Let him go. He's your brother, Jordan!" It was the mother's voice, the mother's voice that roared when she saw her child helpless. "Let me replace him!" "I'm just kidding. It doesn't matter who is in my hands. I've made you all suffer, but it wouldn't be perfect if my brother hadn't died at my hands, mother." Jordan stretched out his right hand in the air. He created a thunderbolt to make a serrated knife.

Alana gulps before uttering the words that shock each one of them to the core. “His real name is Austin Jones of the Black Onyx Pack.”

He said, raising an eyebrow at me. “She can't blow a punch for her own good, she's not going to be able to save herself if something happens to her, and it was nothing but me training her to know how to sustain herself. As you might know, she is my Luna by name. But that's it. It's just going to be something by name.” I said, and he sighed.

I wait for him to say something. I know he had his eyes on Charles. But, on the other hand, he was protective of me. “Jordan?” I called. “Hmm?” Jordan hum as he hugged me. “Let go,” I said as I hugged him. A snap of fingers has me rolling my eyes. But, seriously, did Jordan have to do it? Letting go, I look at him. Jordan just smiles. Jordan was a torturer. He had the power to make anyone be in pain. A small snap of his fingers will make anyone groan and yell in pain. He could even kill someone just by snapping his fingers.

I blasted back, "Do you think you can hurt me whenever you want, and I'm just supposed to accept it?" He deserved every bit of what happened. Wayne, grateful for the information I had shared, bought me a villa when he found out I was looking to buy a house. The day I moved in, Elijah and his family came over to celebrate with me. Among them was his grandson, Jordan Hale. Jordan was a strikingly handsome man, but his intimidating aura made him seem dangerous. He was a renowned photographer, but he looked more like a member of the mafia. Elijah introduced him. "Jordan's trained in kickboxing and Muay Thai. He once encountered a group of armed poachers while working in the rainforest and took d

Jordan held a very high position in the Gomery family, and whoever he wanted to leave, had to leave. Owen lived under the halo of being an heir, so it's not surprising that he developed a meek personality. Jordan was like a sharp knife, with such a sharp edge that even through thick glass, he could still inflict piercing wounds. She touched the cup and said in a calm tone, "Keon, do you think Jordan knew about the existence of this illegitimate child?" Keon had been by Dave's side for many years and had heard some rumors, but he was tight-lipped and never caused any trouble for Dave.