Justin Long Novels & Stories

"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?

Nothing to worry about. As we sat on a tree stump, Justin and I talked about nothing in particular for most of the afternoon. "So what do you think is going to happen tomorrow?" Justin asked about it. "Can you tell me what it is?" I'm speechless. "I've been sober for 100 days." "Shut up, Justin. That is incredible! "I'm delighted for you," I told him. —Me too.— Justin's lips were on mine as I moved closer. "I'm really happy for you," I told him. "That's huge."

' I mind linked him and he chuckled. "Julius is our lawyer, he is one of the many loyal pack members who chooses to be here in the city. Julius, this is our Luna." "It is an honest pleasure to be in your presence, Luna. Welcome to the family," He said kindly. I felt goosebumps on my skin at the honor of being called that and feeling the pack bond start to attach with him. "And the quiet one is Kade, he is my accountant… our accountant, also from the pack. He is mute, but he can communicate," Caleb nodded at him and he replied with a bow, then I heard him.

All I know is this should have never happened and you should not have lost something so precious to you to me. I swallowed. Would it be crazy to admit that I do not feel an ounce of regret? Justin was my dad's good friend son so we knew each other a bit. He was always closed off and his aura was always dark which never invited others to chat with him well, except for women. Because even with that dark aura, Justin was very and I mean very handsome. He was twenty six and had been single for years. Well, this was what his mom had mentioned to my mom a few weeks ago.

Although… I mean… Cain did lick my fingers that time… but that hardly counts as being together, right? “I think Cain is in love with you too,” Justin continues, making me choke on my own saliva, “I hope you’re telling the truth and there’s nothing going on between you two, because that would be really fucking messed up. You’re lucky you don’t have a younger sister or I’d show you exactly how it feels.”

Guess, she was checking Louis Payne out. "It says on Wikipedia that Louis is a music executive who lives in Chelsea, West London. He runs a boy band group called One Street." "Alright." "Sending this asap to both Leo and Kyle to see if any of them is willing to go check out on Louis." "Any info yet on Justin?" I questioned. "As I said earlier when I discovered Project Eden, Justin is currently the CEO to E News. We need to be at an event that he is in so as to catch him faster. The event I'm talking about should be one where the media is all around."

" 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."

And satisfaction because I was glad I had saved a life. ----------- It was Justin's birthday today. I very big day for Heathens and the Devil's. Justin was beside himself with joy. Of course, it was his birthday. He was turning 23 this day, 22 internationally. The first thing he did after waking up was check his phone for wishes. As expected, the first six where from his brother's. Justin giggled, his cheeks slightly flushed. I couldn't help but laugh at that. "Are you that happy?" Asked I. Justin looked up at me, a huge bunny smile plastered on his face. "Of course! How can I not be?" Then he scooted over towards where I was seated, and showed me the other people who wished him.

Jamie is gay! “Shh! Not so loud!” Justin straightens his index finger before his lips telling me to keep it down. Right, a Peyton is a famous one, if what we said in public would be heard, the Peyton’s reputation may be ruined, and it might affect Minerva too. I don’t want anything aberrant that is just a prediction to affect Minerva. However, even though Justin said it is just a prediction, I can’t seem to take it easily. “He is gay?” seriously? “For real?”

He finally turned his head toward me then, dark eyes scanning me with sharp, brutal precision. The bruised shadows beneath my eyes. The tension in my shoulders. The way my hands stayed shoved deep inside my jacket pockets because if they weren’t restrained, they instinctively curled into fists. “You have been playing the saint all week." Justin continued quietly. “Sleeping on couches. Building plastic toys. Asking permission before you walk into rooms.” His mouth twisted slightly around the cigarette. “It’s a good look on you.” Then his expression hardened. “But don’t think for one second it makes me forget who you spent the last few months working for.”