Jude And Connor Novels & Stories

I reach for it quickly and check the text. Jude: I have some good news... Me: Yeah? Jude: I don't have a roommate... I read and reread his message. Me: Don't kid. Jude: There's one person absent, remember? Right, Eli isn't here for camp either. Jude's alone. My pulse escalates as I type my next message. Me: Room number? Even before he can reply back, I'm out of bed and slipping my feet into a pair of slippers. Next, I get a sweater from my suitcase and pull it over my pyjamas.

Jude asks, walking over, danger gleaming in his deep green eyes. Jude has been itching to take Alden out since his mate was killed two years ago. He isn’t from the outliers like Avi and me. He came from inside the city, but they took away his mate when a guard picked a fight with him. After a couple of months, he felt the bond break and he came seeking revenge. He can’t utter her name without breaking down, so we eventually stopped asking what it was. His fiery red hair is a wild mess as he takes a seat next to Avi, reaching over and stealing a book that he had picked up and looked through.

AARON Connor didn’t raise his voice when the confirmation came. He didn’t need to. The room had already gone still—the kind of stillness that only happens when everyone present knows they’re standing on the edge of something irreversible. “It wasn’t Durrane,” Connor said, eyes fixed on the screen in front of him. “It was the other one. His partner.” Julio. The name settled like grit between my teeth. Connor continued, methodical, precise. “He made contact ten minutes ago. Burn phone. Short call. Less than forty seconds.”

that gets my attention and I walk to him standing up in my full height at 5'5 my heels making me feel taller than I am. He bites his lips looking at me from my toes to my cute cat ears he has never looked at me sexually or anything like that to him I am an abomination since I am mixed his words not mine " You will give me the money " Yes I will Jude is not handsome in a classical way he has a broken nose he's pale he has obsidian hair but he has a body of a magic Mike dancer if you have seen one not big just lean enough to have the six pack my friend Carmen has a bit of a crush on him.

Theo huffed sullenly. “You’re just like him.” Jordan chuckled, but this time, his eyes were on me “I heard some things about Connor’s son from Dr. Kowalski, but I guess I refused to believe it until I saw it with my own eyes.” He was silent for a moment, just looking between me and Theo “I know you well enough to understand why you’re doing this, Eden, but… Are you sure what you’re getting yourself into? You’re the best at what you do, but… I don’t think this will change anything when it comes to you-know-who…”

My eyes sting as I squint at the screen. Jude’s name floods the notifications. Hey, are you up? How are you? Are you still mad at me? Please text me when you get up. A dozen little bubbles of worry. And then—Jordan: Text Jude back. He’s whiny. Despite myself, a laugh slips past my lips. Jude Creed, brought to his knees by another man telling him off. He’s finally found himself a brother in Jordan. I swipe, scrolling lazily—until my breath stutters.

"No shit?" "Yep. Seems everyone on our team is either getting hitched or having babies," he says with a snicker. His statement seems pretty accurate after the summer we've had. Chris Kuttnauer is the third guy to pop the question in the last few months. And two teammates became first time dads during the off-season, with three more babies ready to be born during the season. "Not everyone," I say as I peel my now almost dry jersey over my head. "You planning on settling down anytime soon?"

“Look, I can see that you’re a good kid, Connor. But like I told you before, I don’t have time for this. I’m pretty busy. However, I can see that both of you are struggling. Maybe I can give you some money and help you out?” Heat rushes to my cheeks, and Connor’s fists tighten. “Wow, you really are a piece of work,” Connor mutters harshly. Declan narrows his eyes and evenly replies. “I’m just trying to help you.” Angry, Connor rises from his chair and ushers me away from him. “Well, we don’t want your money. We’ve been fine on our own for years. We might not be rich with a million-dollar car, but we take care of each other. I just wanted to know who you were. And now that I’ve met you, I can

Again the two men looked at the men in front of them. Now Gideon was smiling vaguely while replying to messages on his cellphone, while Jaxon was still scolding whoever was on the other end of the call, as well as Danny who scolded Slaine in a soft and low voice, holding back the anger that must be churning in his chest. Meanwhile Connor looked engrossed in admiring a photo of a woman, whom Nicko and Rey believe belongs to… her whom they didn't want to be named because Connor refused to admit it. “Looks like we need more space,” Nicko muttered as he looked around the room.

Anything that stood in his way, even people, were nothing more than obstacles keeping him from that desire. We arrived at Nova’s place to find Sterling in the living room. Shifting back into our human forms, we used magic to retain our clothing, and entered from the foyer. Jude’s eyes swept across the room. They were flat, lifeless, detatched. The only time I saw a spark of anything within them was in her presence. His stare settled on Sterling. “Guess I’m not surprised you two are fucking again. You both slept your way through the island back in tenth grade, right?”