Jordan Pool Novels & Stories

After that, there was a spray of blood, and a body was thrown violently backward into the pool, followed by a loud splash. The crowd whipped their heads to stare at the pool dumbfounded. Once the water had settled, they realized with horror that the person floating face down in the pool was Joseph, and the pool was already stained red with his blood! Meanwhile, Elliot stood a distance away with a smug grin on his face. The successor of the art of Shastia, one of the most powerful martial artists in Suden, Joseph Zimmer, had just been blasted into the pool from one strike! How terrifying!

Jordan was behaving himself. Once I finished everything I had to do, I went straight home. The only problem? Casey and Jordan weren’t there. Her GPS said she was at the house, but I couldn’t find them anywhere. I had this terrible feeling in my gut. The whole place was dead quiet. I saw her laptop sitting on the couch, but she wasn’t there. I looked everywhere, but Jordan was nowhere to be found either. Then I walked over near the pool. I saw Jordan swimming laps, looking totally relaxed. And Casey… she was wearing this swimsuit that left almost nothing to the imagination.

Ella asked from the kitchen. "It is I," Rita replied in a mock British accent and we chuckled. "Hey, girl," Ella chirped with a smile and hugged her. "How's Jordan?" She asked. "He's here." She collected him from the cot and we went back to the living room. "How is the hospital?" I asked. "It's dry, you're not there. You just disappeared like that without informing me, I was so worried after seeing the news. It has been trending since on Monday, so much that it's on top searched list every day!" She exclaimed, burping the baby.

Jordan said suggestively patting the bed. Derrick hummed as he stripped off his jacket and shoes before looking at the door in consideration. “Did you know there is a indoor pool here?” “There is, where?” “Let’s find out.” “Wait, wouldn’t it be closed by now?” Jordan said looking at his cell. “We sneak in,” Derrick said giving him a suggestive look. “I haven’t got my swimming trunks,” he said walking towards him with amusement dancing in his eyes. “We don’t need them.” Jordan let out a small laugh before nodding and shoving at his shoulder. It wasn’t too hard to find it and slip the guy who was in some way guarding it a hundred to keep his mouth shut. He met his eyes when they walked in.

Jozzer’s POV I grabbed the beer from the table and took a deep drink while hanging out near the pool. The entire house was already dark because everyone was asleep, and my only light came from the hanging lanterns nearby. I was in the mood to drink tonight mainly because of my situation with Poppy. Jordan’s fake nursing aide, who changed her name to Azalea. It fits her, every name she’s ever had suits her well.

Jordan smiled, "I did, and the night's not over yet." They got their ice cream and strolled around the park, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere. The moon cast a silver glow on the lake, and the stars twinkled like diamonds in the sky. Jordan stopped on a mini bridge, saying, "Why are you stopping?" Merida asked. Jordan replied, "So I can see into your beautiful eyes as the bright moonlight bathes your skin."

We wake up each day to walk on a thin rope called Survival, hoping it wouldn't snap. I was done with my dumbbell reps, and doing quite a number of pushups. Now I'm standing close to the far wall, arms folded, back to the fence, far enough not to be involved in whatever nonsense the others were brewing—but close enough to keep an eye on my cellmate. Just like a well decorated elephant in a circus, Jordan has his chest bare. His tanned skin milked just enough sweat he could use to wash the dirt off his hands. He stood near the weights bench, shirt off, tattoos glistening with sweat. chest rising in a calm rhythm like he was meditating, not surrounded by criminals.

"After Jordan accidentally demonstrated his ability, which he didn't realize, it seemed to trigger another one. Earlier in the pool, he suddenly dived for so long, looking for a child's necklace that had fallen to the bottom, that I was worried sick. It was almost 16 minutes, honey, he was underwater!" "16 minutes?" "Yes! And when he came back up with the necklace, he said he had gills in his heart and could dive even longer. He even invited me on a vacation to a beach area so he could dive deeper." Xander swallowed. "Does that mean we really need Madam Sarena's wrapping?" "Yes, I'm sure. Jordan is still young and he's just starting to explore things. He might accidentally reveal his abiliti

Camila put Damian's phone face down on the counter. She had been making his coffee when it rang. She had looked at the screen. Jordan Park. She had known the name the moment she saw it. Everyone connected to Helena knew that name. Jordan Park who had given Helena the role that started all of this. Jordan Park who had stood in front of an industry room and said the last piece tonight is something I have not seen in twenty two years of directing. Jordan Park who was now planning a celebration for the woman Camila had spent the better part of two years trying to quietly make smaller.

"A month of staying out of the tabloids, Jordan, not a month of perfect behavior. I still saw that piece about you trying to surf a fountain in Trafalgar Square." "That was before the month started! And it was a misunderstanding!" Jordan protested, sitting up, his dark hair falling boyishly across his forehead. "I told you, I was testing the water pressure for a… an art project. Environmental art!" "Right," Damon deadpanned, without looking away from his screen. "And the paparazzi just happened to be there for your environmental art."