Justin Wonder Novels & Stories

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.”

Water flowed out of it. When I looked back at him, he was only staring down at me, with his hand still stretched out to me. And that was when I realized how attractive he was. So I took his hand and he helped me up. He wore a straw hat with an old vest and shorts that stopped just below his knees and worn out farm sandals. “I'm Justin. I live one that hill” He turned and pointed at a hill and to my amusement, I spotted a house on the distant hill.

he groaned loudly from the sensation of his cums, his eyes closed whilst he batted in the aftertaste. "Fuck" Justin muttered, he felt like he was falling for Jose, and he was stunned when he thought about it, even though he knew that he was bisexual but he has only being with one guy since his life and it was only sex and nothing else, so why would he felt like going crazy for this gorgeous male, without knowing he released too, his hips bulked for a while whilst he gulped loudly, he closed his eyes for a while to calm himself down, he can't bear to fall for anyone now, he has alot to do before even thinking of love.

a cheerful, entirely too-bright voice said, breaking through the dark cloud of my thoughts. I flinched slightly and turned around on the bench to find Justin smiling down at me, his eyes crinkling with a mixture of amusement and pity. Justin was my junior PR assistant, a twenty-three-year-old kid fresh out of college who still possessed the tragic, bright-eyed optimism that the sports industry hadn't managed to beat out of him yet. He was holding his Nikon camera against his chest, the long lens dangling between his fingers. He leaned back against the row behind me, a knowing smirk spreading across his face as he nodded toward the ice.

She was not new to the game and knew which one was effective. Justin looked at her , his face showing no emotion. "It's not the last opportunity is it?" He asked and Jada's eyes shot up, she nodded, there definitely would be another opportunity. Jada breathed in then out, "wait which man did you-" "Drake Wilson. He burged in and took her in his arms," Jada was disappointed, she lowered her head, what did he see in Cynthia? She looked up and could see that there was rage boiling in Justin as he mentioned it. Two can play the game. She thought.

He sighed as he sat in the back seat of his car, not even interested in going to the club to have his usual fun, as nothing seemed interesting to him again except the thought about Olima. Dressed in a black business suit, Justin was still going for his training to take over his father's company. He stared out through the car window, and his eyes caught sight of a familiar figure, walking dejectedly, just as Jesse arrived at the estate gate with his car.

he said, sounding cheerful. “Hey. What’s up?” I asked, keeping my eyes on the road. “You back in the country? It's been months since you left. There is good news. I mean, Gia is awake. She is out of coma. Justin let out a loud cheer. I heard a thump, maybe from hitting the desk in excitement. “Are you serious?” he said. “That’s amazing! You can finally be with the love of your life, man!” I didn’t respond.

Whatever it is, but I feel more connected to him. Justin woke me with birthday breakfast, which consisted of cupcakes, donuts, and chocolate shakes. And everything he brought was from his pocket money, so it was the best breakfast I could have ever asked for. My heart feels so full, witnessing the love Justin's heart carries for me. I know it is time for me to heal from the pain of loss and embrace the love which I still have in my life.

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. "

Justin walked to the elevator alone, leaving William and the others to clean up the mess. Back inside the room, William pushed the door open again. Emma was curled up in the corner, rocking back and forth, gripping her head as she mumbled the same words over and over. * Justin didn’t go back to the underground garage. Instead, he walked out the main gates of the complex. He stood on the sidewalk, his face cold as ice, still unable to shake the fury burning in his chest. Then— He sensed someone nearby. Footsteps. He turned his head.