Jordan Kent Novels & Stories

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.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

For all I know, to them, I was nothing more than a murderer of my own blood and the love of Kayden's life, a member of their 'cabal' and of course, a witch with claws ready to jeopardize everything in my wake. “It’s me, Kennedy, Brandon, Dwight, and Jord. Jord is the one returning home from the UK.” He said softly. I kept quiet for a few seconds contemplating his words. “I have pretty cool friends huh? Dwight is a famous basketballer. You can g****e him up.” He gloated with a grin and I scoffed.

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

“Oh, you know me too. Stevee Royce is now under Westmoreland protection. Is that understood?” “Yes, sir,” Jordan nods, but won’t make eye contact with Mark. I make a note to ask Dad Nate about Westmoreland, I’m not familiar with them. Ty let’s Jordan go as Dad Nate and Dad Matt come out. “I’m sorry Mr. Royce, for touching Stevee, it won’t happen again,” Jordan says and runs away. “Do you know who his father is?” Dad Nate asks. “I know Cardigan,” Mark says. “I don’t think I was properly introduced back there. Mark Luske.”

Jordan touched in New York, one month after his departure feeling fresh and alive, he had the best time in Arizona, even witnessing the birth of Katrina's first child and his goddaughter Asteria, it had been heavenly, that's how he could describe his time with the Evan's, and now he was back better and stronger.

He was told it would help a man in suppressing the effects of a bond. Jordan cleared his throat before knocking on the door and opening it. He easily saw the lone figure inside. “You called for me, sir?” With firm steps and trying to look confident, he approached the man. He stood in front of him, a few feet away, and assumed their resting stance during training. “You’re Jordan? Son of Alpha Jared and Luna Polly, brother to Janelle, who’s mated to Austin, son of Alpha Tyler?” “Yes, sir.” Jordan was quite impressed by how detailed his family background has been checked.

"My sincere apologies, Miss Jordan." Right, "Jordan." "Jordan" is one of the most famous families in the United Kingdom and internationally, a family of insane wealth and affluence, resounding across Europe. Her dad, Thomas Jordan is the right hand of the British Prime Minister and the CEO of the top fast-growing Tech company (A.L.O.S ) in the U.K. Janice is believed to be the next in line as she is the first and only daughter of the Jordans.

Ryder initially wanted to disagree but remembering that his cousin is a great fighter, one that so many other elite fighters fear he willingly allowed him to do his wish. But seeing the same brother lying on the floor right now tears can't stop dribbling down his cheeks. He is sobbing like a baby. Brooks on his part is gaping at the sight before him lost in what to do. He never believed that just a man will send Jordan back this way. Jordan has killed so many people before. Like, both fighters and non-fighters so how can just a man send him back this way? But he is just a good-for-nothing so just how come can he defeat all the ten men? He just can't understand.