Justin Jefferson Little Brother Novels & Stories

she said and that seemed to calm him a bit as she could hear him exhale. "This friend of yours, does Mom and Dad have his contact and address?" he asked. "Nope," April replied. "Send it to me immediately after this call and you better pick up when I call," he said, leaving no room for any argument. "Aye aye captain," April replied and he disconnected the call. She immediately sent him Nate's contact and address. "Your brother?" Nate asked. "How did you know?" April asked. "Because I'm an older brother too and I have little sister," he chuckled.

The truth is… our family is actually worth hundreds of billions of dollars. Mom and Dad immediately started applauding in response. Seeing my lack of reaction, they scoffed and said, "Look at Moron. He's completely dumbfounded by the good news. "You idiot! You're a rich heir from now on, and you'll never have to work again! We'll give you a lavish lifestyle and take care of you for the rest of your life, as long as you don't fight Clover for any of the company's shares!" The second spin landed on Dad again. This time, he said, "Do you remember Timothy? Your mom and I had his dad's company destroyed, and I heard he was sold off to work in an illegal coal mine when he was 17."

I set the carrier down on the only clear spot on the desk. Justin looked down at Leo. His eyes softened instantly, revealing the brother I had missed for a lifetime. He leaned over, staring at the tiny sleeping face with a mixture of awe and terror. “Is he…?” “His name is Leo,” I said, a small with a proud smile touching my lips. “He is three months old.” Justin reached out, his finger hovering just an inch away from Leo’s tiny hand before he pulled it back, afraid to touch something so clean. He looked at me, his expression turning solemn.

Stella frowned, and Tiffany's palms balled. Justin Roberts is her late father's elder brother...the villain of their existence. "Long time no see, Stella et Tiffany! Congratulations!" Justin laughed, drinking from his beer.

Ava felt her face flush, tears blurring her vision. “Sophia, you’re being unfair,” Luke said, stepping closer, his voice calm but firm. “They’re clearly upset. This is a private matter that someone made public. Don’t let whoever did this win.” “Win?” Sophia turned on him, her voice laced with hysteria. “Win what, Luke? My best friend and my brother are making a mockery of our family, of our friendship!” “No one is making a mockery of anything,” Mason cut in, his voice sharp, authoritative. “Someone leaked a private moment.

But the person Lisa called bad luck was my mother. Choking down the bitterness of it, I told Mom, "Once you're feeling better, let's leave Northbridge." She nodded weakly. I pulled out my phone to check for flights. That was when I saw a tabloid reporter had, just a minute earlier, dropped a wave of damaging material about the Simpson family. The whole internet was already tearing into Andy for stealing another man's wife and taking my daughter.

I smiled “Maybe we can do it again the next time Brain and Melody need some alone time.” “In that case I hope they have a lot of sex. Wait.” He let go of my hand as he realized who he was talking about. He pinched the bridge of his nose willing the mental image of his sister’s sex life out of his head. I laughed at him and his self-made agony. “I am not trying to think of my little sister having sex or anything I just, well you know what I am trying say.” “I am not the only one who is tired. Good night, Jareth.”

I cried so badly, that one hurt, but other than that I'm happy now, my friend Augie, my bestest, cutest, littlest friend ever in the whole world! Tonight we are having a sleepover, I was so excited, Julia and Justin are also coming, no real reason they just wanted to come and spend some time with us. I heard that Justin is having a close relationship with someone, but no one would say if it's a he or she, he's bisexual as most of the trainers around.

they were all killed my Damien, now even her son died in his hands. Louis watched his mother cry silently, as he glanced at his brother's lifeless body. He couldn't say he was happy about warren's death, even though he was. That meant he didn't have to contend with anyone, when he gets the throne. Emilia wiped her tears as she closed warren's opened eyed, the death and no plans with the living. "Prepare we'll be leaving soon.."

Gabrielle had grown on her badly, so instead, she stuck by the nickname 'Brie'. "Do I look okay?" She turned to her brother, Adam, who was silently playing a game on his phone. He took a second to respond, his soft, brown hair flopping down into his eyes as he hunched over the colourful screen. "Huh?" He looked up, sacrificing his game in the process. His soft, freckled face shone with admiration for his sister. "You look great." He smiled and stood up with a jump. He trotted clumsily over to the window and glanced out with a thoughtful expression.