Justin Jefferson Little Brother Novels & Stories

I slowly took out my phone and placed it in his hand. I looked at him, he typed something on my phone, but I had no idea what. And after he was done, he handed over the phone to me. "I have messaged your brother that you won't be going home today," he spoke. "What? Why?" I was shocked. "You have no right to ask any questions. Remember, you have broken up with me," he spoke in a sarcastic tone and I glared at him. The next moment, he got out of the jeep, dialling someone's number on his phone. I was eager to know what he wanted to say, but I couldn't hear him.

"Oh, and we heard about your secret kids..." "Justin!" Austin cautioned. "Oops." "Looks like he spilled the beans," I said with a sigh. "We can talk about that later," Austin assured me. "I call dibs on being godfather!" Justin declared. "We'll see what Selena thinks," I replied. He clicked his tongue. "I don't think she's a big fan of mine." "Probably because you talk too much," Austin said dryly to his brother. "That's my charm!" Justin protested. "Just let me rest, please," I said, a laugh escaping my lips. It was actually nice having the guys around.

I noticed they look like that man. Justin has ear piercings and diamond studs in both ears. He also has rings on his fingers, and I find it amusing because his brother is spotless. They must have grown up in an ocean of wealth. "If I had known you were out here, I would have done everything to find you. They told us mum died." He sneers and shakes his head in disappointment. "Goddess, all our lives, we grew up depending on each other. My brother and I. The only thing dad provided was money, and he never set foot in the house he bought us when we were merely three."

She squealed and hugged him tight. Vincent snickered. “Careful, innocent demon!” As they broke the hug, she tried to suppress her laughter and joy. “You'll never stop calling me that, will you?” “Let me see… uhm… nope,” Vincent teased, earning a playful hit on his chest in return. “I’ve missed you too, sis.” Morticia stepped to hug Nica too. “You look absolutely beautiful! I had no idea my brother could be this cool,” she said, casting a look at her brother, who squinted his eyes.

" As the discussion buzzed, Justin made his way through the crowd until he stood before the Taylors. "Hello, Mr. Winston. It's a pleasure to finally meet you," Justin greeted politely, his hand raised despite his immobility. A gentle and humble smile graced his lips as he continued, "I'm Jasper's brother and the eldest son of the Beckett family, Justin Beckett."

, He barked, releasing my chin from his grip. . “Let’s go”, Justin said. . I looked at the way they all walking away laughing with a lot of satisfaction through my blurred eyes. And then I looked toward Luke, who was still staring at me. He sighed and walked toward me. . “I am sorry for what my brother did to you.”, He muttered. Is Justin his brother? “Justin is my younger brother. He just hates all the Alpha because one of you had raped him and from then he is burning in revenge. You better never come back here otherwise things could get worse than it happened today.”, He warned before leaving.

That said everything. “Kyle,” Justin growled. His entire body turned cold beside me, like a switch had flipped. “You’ve got a lot of nerve showing your face.” “Nice to see you too, little brother,” Kyle said with a smirk. My heart dropped. Little brother? I turned to Justin, wide-eyed. “You have a brother?” Justin didn’t look at me. His jaw was clenched so tight it looked painful. “Half-brother. Estranged. As in, stay-the-hell-away-from-my-life estranged.”

”Jeff and Brandon are Brothers? TBC

They haven't said a word yet but from the expressions on their faces I could see how much they loved their little brother. "Justin," Dean began, his voice carrying a hint of sadness, "he was the sweetest kid. Always had a smile on his face, even when things were tough." Damon picked up the thread of the story, his eyes drifting close. "He was a peacemaker, you know? The one who'd try to break up our fights and get us all laughing instead." Damian chimed in, "We used to go fishing together, the four of us. Justin would always be the first to catch something, even though we'd tease him about it."

He was able to balance himself and skate on his own by the time they left the ice rink. “Are you coming back to take us ice skating again, Mister Jefferson?” Jared asked. “Of course, kiddo.” “Great! I can’t wait to tell Jeffie!” River raised a brow at Julianne. “Jeffrey. Justin’s first son,” Julianne explained. “Oh. Maybe next time we can all go together,” River suggested. “Yes! He will like that! We can race around the rink.” “Oh no, little man. No racing around the rink yet,” Julianne said, ruffling her son’s head. “Now, say goodbye to Mister Jefferson.”