Justin From Wonder Novels & Stories

He barely even knew who she was. The only correct thing he could say about her, that was a hundred percent positive was she was named Angela. Apart from that, he didn’t really know anything about her. The truth was he didn’t even want to know. He just wanted to be with her. He wanted to be by her side and have her all to himself. He wanted no more. He was waiting for the right time to strike and that time was coming soon. Justin was the genius. The brain of the group. Without him, they would still be in the Uji museum wondering where the Cinnamon witch could be.

A random woman asked her female companion curiously, "Who are those men? especially the one in the middle, he is sooo handsome with that silver hair and blue eyes. Is he a movie star?" The female companion looked amused at her friend who was totally in fangirling mode with hearts practically shooting out of her eyes and whispered secretly in her ears, "That is not a movie star. That man is Justin Walters." "What! THE Justin Walters?" The woman shouted incredulously. Her friend quickly covered up her mouth and whispered furiously as she dragged her to the side. "Don't get me into trouble, please. Why did you have to shout? What if he heard and felt like we were disrupting the club? Do you wan

I guess the sound echoed in the air base. “You okay?” Luna said smiling. I thought I was going to melt on the spot. Her smile was deadly to me. That much I figured. How much more I am going to like her is something that will be the death of me on this trip. “Yeah,” touching the back of my neck. “Why’d you whistle?” I asked still craning my neck. “Listen.” She didn’t answer my question. A moment later a spark of black erupted though the wall. It began turning like a black hole.

Maybe that’s what we needed, a way to relieve ourselves of Amelia’s absence. “I wonder if I said anything stupid last night, I hope not.” I joked with him. Terrence laughed and told me that he probably said something stupid as well. “It’s a good thing that both of us can’t remember what we did last night or else you’d never let me hear the end of it if I said something stupid.” Terrence said. I laughed and agreed. If there was one thing positive that came out in everything that has happened, it’s my friendship with Terrence. It sounds so cheesy to admit but I’m glad he and I got a chance to reconcile.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I usually only see this in movies, and I can honestly say that not once in my entire life have I ever entertained the thought of actually being able to witness it happening in real life. At this point, the only sensation that I could detect within me was one of complete numbness. At the same time, it feels like a bomb is ticking inside of me, and I'm just waiting for the right moment to pull the trigger so that it can finally go off. And it seems as though that trigger has been pulled apparently by none other than Justin himself, in particular when he eventually said, "So you're done?"

"Ooh, I almost forgot this is Justin. Justin- Robert Sanders. Robert - Justin" I had a question, who was Justin? And why was she gesturing towards me everytime she said Justin?

And why did she sound so certain? I pulled out my phone, I opened Akira's chat. My finger hovered over her name. I wanted to warn her, but what if I was wrong? What if I was simply jealous? I locked my phone. Then I heard footsteps. I turned. It was Justin He was standing at the end of the hallway. He was watching me, neither of us spoke. Then he slowly smiled. And for the first time… I wondered if I had been underestimating him all along.

Sweat stung my eyes, making me finally stop to take a look at the phone after the non-stop ringing. Justin. I’d not heard from him since he welcomed his baby. I stared at it for a second before answering. “Tell me you didn’t become an internet celebrity overnight.” His annoying voice sounded in my ear as soon as the phone reached my ear. I snorted, wiping sweat off my forehead. “Good morning to you too.” “I’m serious,” Justin said. “Half the comments are thirst edits of you.” “I don’t know what that means.” “Where are you from? The Stone Age era?” His laughter cracked through the speaker, and I had to hold the phone an inch away from my ear.

he didn,t answer "i said who are you ,?" "don,t be scared i am not your enemy my name is justin ." before he could continue she interrupted him . "justin. ? who justin i don,t know you ,what do you want from me , where i am ? she asked him in one go "chill please larib " she looked towards him astonished "yes well i know your name and many things but it is a story for another time right now you have to safe your family from him. "

Easier for both of us. As we headed toward my apartment, Justin looked more like a young man discovering the world for the first time. His eyes lit up at the smallest things—a stray cat crossing the road, the reflection of sunlight on a window, the sound of distant traffic. He looked free, unburdened, untouched by the weight that I carried so constantly. “Isn’t it weird?” he suddenly said. I turned. “About what?” But before I could react, my eyes squeezed shut at the sound of the camera shutter.