Jordan Klee Sentence Novels & Stories

Several days had passed, and Khloe still had not gotten any information about Maxwell. Jennifer walked toward the school entrance, lost in thought. Suddenly, a slender figure blocked her path. "Jordan?" Jennifer was surprised to see that he had become so thin after just a month. Jordan smiled wryly. "I hope this isn't too abrupt. I-I just wanted to bid you farewell." Only then did Jennifer recall that Maxwell had sent Jordan off to Adonia. She felt somewhat guilty and asked, "Are your wounds healed?" "Yes, I'm young, so I recover fast," Jordan replied nonchalantly.

CHAPTER-14 ••• ‘ should’ve left me alone if I wasn’t what you wanted’ ••• Kylie’s p.o.v “You see that guy, he is staring at you for quite some time now,” Jordan said I looked where she was pointing and saw a guy looked not more than 20 years old and was staring at me smiling, when he saw me looking at him he waved at me and smiled. I gave him a quick smile and turn around fully so he will get the answer that I am not interested

He looked incredible in a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up, showing off his tattoos. “Alex! You came,” Jordan said, lighting up when he saw me. He pulled me into a quick hug that lingered a second too long. “No tie. Progress. What do you think of the show?” “It’s loud,” I said, looking around. “Your piece over there? The one with the city lights breaking apart? It’s powerful. Like the mural you’re doing for me.” Jordan grinned, handing me a glass of red wine. “Glad you like it. That one’s about breaking free. Kind of like what I keep telling you to do. Drink up. Relax. These people don’t bite… much.”

Kingsley rejected, faking a smile to pretend everything was fine. "Come on. Join us!" Jordan dragged his chair over to sit beside them. "Get somebody else, Jor'ge." Lyn rolled her eyes. They were still red and swollen, though not obvious. "Your brother is good at this though." He drummed his fingers on the desk. "Just not today," Kingsley said again, waving him off. "Please." Jordan frowned, finally noticing the stiffness in their expressions. 'What's wrong, guys? Is everything okay at home?' he asked, his voice filled with concern as he bent closer to Kingsley.

"Playing football isn't a lark for me. I live, eat, and breathe the game. Right now good kickers are in high demand, so I'm getting a shot to play a game I've always loved." "Are you a good kicker?" Cloe asks quickly. "I'm one of the best," Jordan shoots back. No hesitation. No doubt. Hell, she almost convinces me. Nervous laughter fills the room now. Or at least I think it sounds nervous. Coach calls the next reporter.

Jordan nodded very seriously and then said, "If you choose me and I become a good-for-nothing, it will be too ugly, won't it?" Chloe, "..." "Does your silence mean you don't want to choose me?" "No, I just... I didn't expect you to be so direct." It was true that Jordan was very direct, but this was Jordan's personality, so he was very proactive. "There's nothing I can do about it! I keep feeling that if I don't be more proactive, that kid will take all the limelight." Of course, Chloe was very clear about who the boy in his words referred to, so she could not respond to his direct words.

he teased. “Like I said, it was nothing.” “It couldn't have been nothing, seeing how you were staring so intently at your phone. I even heard you chuckle, J!” Keelan's eyes widened, as though he had just discovered Mungo Park. “You chuckled, dude! And it wasn't your usual dark and sinister one.” Jordan continued to stare blankly at him. For a few seconds, he seemed to be thinking about something before he suddenly gasped. “You like her, don't you?!” he shouted, causing Jordan to choke on an ice cube. Thankfully, the music had drowned out his annoying shriek.

She glanced at me briefly, then her eyes landed right back on Lily and stayed there. Interesting. Lily tried to act casual, but I saw the way her cheeks turned pink. “What are you doing here?” “School let out late,” Jordan said. “I was passing by. Thought I’d say hi.” Lily blinked. “Oh.” I coughed loudly into my sleeve. Lily shot me a death glare. I widened my eyes innocently. Jordan smirked, clearly noticing. “So. How’s school? You ready for that presentation tomorrow?” Lily nodded too quickly. “Yeah. I, uh, stayed up late working on it.”

George Fredrik argued suddenly looking unsure. " Everyone knows my relationship with Lincoln, you are just a prawn to disturb my peace, Eh...." Jordan sighed dramatically, " You better look for your wife instead of wasting manpower on irrelevant things like this, be ready to pay for the damages " Jordan concluded leaning back into his seat, his grip on his gun not losing a bit.

Levi was quick to catch him, keeping him from hitting the floor. Skylar's frown deepened as she turned her attention to Jordan. She said irritatingly, "What's gotten into you? Feeling sick or something? You're sweating buckets and can't even stand up straight!" Jordan's heart was racing, and thank goodness he was not prone to heart trouble, or the shock might have done him in. His face was drained of color, and sweat-drenched his shirt as he blurted out, "Zip it, cut the chatter. You can't talk to Mr. Cole like that. Mr. Cole is..."