Jordan Kent Novels & Stories

And he brought me here… lying about the reason. Why? Luna Elizabeth called her son up to speak. Jordan stood, buttoned his suit, and walked to the stage. Everyone clapped softly. Elizabeth whispered something in his ear and handed him the mic. “Good evening,” Jordan began. His voice was deep, steady, but… softer than usual. “My father, Alpha Marcus Canon… was everything a leader should be.” Jordan talked about him for a while. About how disciplined he was, how loyal, how strong, how he served the pack selflessly. He said his father was the greatest man he’d ever known and that he hoped he could live a life worthy of his father’s legacy.

No matter who the mastermind was, I had to be careful in the future. Jordan was still furious. He gritted his teeth and said, “He deserves to die. This kind of person is too evil and too scary. Even death can’t relieve my hatred. It’s just a pity that he wasted a gene regeneration shot. This kind of person is just causing trouble for himself and others. A scumbag in society!” Jordan had always been gentle and refined, but today, he had lost his cool. Kensley almost ruined his reputation and even his life, and was fortunate to escape danger. He wanted to curse Kensely with all the dirty words he knew.

I force myself to do the same, even though I'm not liking how the dance team is getting everyone's attention today. And I can't order all of them not to turn that way. At least I know there are fifteen people that they might be looking at, not necessarily... "Damn, that Kingsley kid is hot as hell. Look at him go down. Fuuuck, that ass," Jordan blurts out about twenty feet away from me, but I hear him loud and clear so I turn to him in annoyance. Jordan's a senior, he already presented as an alpha. He has no business saying something like that about Kingsley when he's only fourteen. Maybe I hate him, but that's disgusting and I would defend any of those girls on the team just the same if thi

He didn’t even acknowledge her or ask for help. “Young Miss Gwen, don’t worry, Joshua won’t be able to leave so easily. He’ll be on your knees begging for your help eventually.” Jordan comforted her. This was a joke! The Donquite family was a celestial family. They had a bunch of skilled fighters who had not made their presence known yet. They would not be intimidated by a mere bomb. After all, the celestial family had all sorts of tricks up their sleeve.

Kent shook his head as telling his father that all he desires was to be a knight lord and find a new home for the Zerrohnians. “That is enough my son, no more drills or practice you two have earned some reprieve before the trial begins. Now go and be at peace and may Faith guide you in your journey.” The two saluted their father as they left the pocket dimension Kent held his left eye as it started to throb. Before they left the training grounds Kent grabbed an eye patch to cover his eyes as it turned bloody every time his power lashes out. “Brother, I worry for you despite not using your power I can still feel your rage is surging out of control.”

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

Jordan wanted Bobby and Gavin to have a chance to bond with their new families like he got to do with me and Dakota. "I love that little girl. I can't wait to give her some brothers and sisters once Mommy is up for more than just letting me eat." My face gets hot when Jordan slides his hands between my legs. Jordan has been taking care of me a lot but hasn't let me do the same for him. He said he wants to wait until I'm completely healthy. "I think I may be up for a ride very soon." I grope him through his shorts, and he moans.

Jordan opened his eyes faintly, and his gaze fell on a figure curled up on the ground in front of him. “Look in front, Chlo.” In the dim underground palace, it was hard to distinguish the other party’s silhouette. He could barely see that it was a wriggling living creature. “Who are you? How do you know our names?” Jordan asked, stirred up. Jenson was afraid that the underground palace had a surveillance system, so he continued to disguise as Baby Robbie and replied, “I’m Robert Ares.” Chloe and Jordan needed a second to react. Jordan was the first to realize it. “Are you Jay’s son? Baby Robbie?”

He laughed out despite himself “ Do you think she is that easy? Didn’t Jessica tell you? The reason I fell for her. She is different. She is unlike the others. She is not your regular female. She is a soldier who is not afraid to take on a mission like this one. “ A resounding blow to his face made him reel back, blood dripping out of them, Jordan tried to shield himself from Luke’s rage but found himself helpless. Luke stepped on him angrily. Jordan’s cry of agony rang out. “When I am done with both of them, I will have their carcass sent to the military camp. I will even bring in my own army from outside the country. I will win the elections and no one will stop it” Jordan groaned in pain

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.