Redemption Will Jordan Novels & Stories

He stepped forward, reaching to pull me into his arms, but I recoiled in disgust, slipping out of his grasp. Perhaps my rejection was too blunt, his face twisted with pain. There was even a trace of grievance in his eyes as he muttered, “But you said you were just traveling. That once your trip was over, you had come back to me.” I shot back, “I only said that because I knew if I hadn’t, you would’ve dragged me back that very night.” His fists clenched tight and his eyes rimmed red. His voice rasped, “But you swore you would never lie to me. How can you go back on your word, Nadine?”

He stood up, holding Theo, who was already calming down, the red fading from his eyes. Jordan looked down at Elliot, who was crawling away on the asphalt, bleeding from the glass cuts. "Leave him," Jordan commanded his security team, who had just surrounded us. "If he ever enters Chicago again, kill him on sight." He turned to me, extending a hand. It wasn't an offer. It was an order. "Get in the SUV, Bridgett." "Jordan, I—" "Get in," he growled softly. "We are going home. And this time, I will make sure you never run away from me again."

"I see. Well, if he’s that important to you, do you promise not to run away again? Do you promise to do everything possible to make sure the prophecy about you comes to fruition? Forget whatever you and that man had, because you are destined for my son. He deserves a chance to redeem himself? " Could I give up Orion to spare him? Would Alpha Ethan really hurt Orion just to make me behave? I knew Jordan would stoop so low, but I didn’t think Alpha Ethan was this cruel. "What do you mean, redeem himself?" Finn asked. "Jordan feels very bad that he had any hand in Isadora falling down the stairs. Most believe he's been sent on a business venture, but I’ve sent him away until the day before your

Jordan's face turned somber. He was utterly displeased. He realized Maverick had offended Chad. Maverick wet his pants and yelled into the phone, "Uncle Jordan, save me! I don't want to die!" Jordan remained silent, staring only at the phone screen. He breathed out a sigh. Then, Hogan said, "Jordan, it has been such a long time. I wonder if you have had the time to visit Hacniane?" Jordan knew Hogan was giving him a chance to redeem himself.

Jordan only gave a slow nod to signify that he understood her, there were no more words to say after her speech and he backed out while she continued dressing up for work. Leila could not get her mind off what he said while she was packing her essentials like tissue paper, in case the one at work runs out, lipgloss, sharpies, book for jotting and her EarPods. She wondered if she was too harsh with him. She shrugged it off though, Jordan did not deserve her sympathy and consideration. He made life hell for her back then and the only way she got redemption was when she fled the state to get away from him. There was a chime on her phone, she checked it and it was Gavin’s text that came in, ‘WE

I was the biological son the Rhodes family had spent years searching for. Upon our reunion, all I wanted was to feel accepted. I learned to agree with everything they asked of me, no matter how unreasonable it sounded. Whenever they gave me an order, I followed it. I never questioned them. One afternoon, Reagan Rhodes, the boy who had lived as the Rhodes family's son in my absence, glanced at me and snarled in disgust. "You smell awful. Why don't you get inside the sterilization chamber and disinfect yourself?" I turned toward the industrial machine without hesitation. I stepped inside the chamber, closed the door behind me, and started the machine. My mom discovered me before

Jahdiel was like a lunatic, just laughing mockingly at Ares in the face of death. “You see, Ares, we meet again after a while, old friend. You can kill me, I don’t mind dying. You took Wendy with you the last time, now I’ll take her with me, she’ll die by my side!” Jahdiel yelled and burst out laughing again. The last thing I saw was Jeremy rushing towards me and shouting, “Healer! Healer! We need to get a healer!” and also, Ares's contorted face as he brought down the sword angrily.

*** Tristan’s POV: I could hear their usual loud arguments even before I entered the meeting room and knew they were at it again. I had no idea why they were arguing again today after all; according to the intel I got, they were all in on the plan to relegate me. I motioned to Ethan to keep hold of the paralyzed man, Dawson, the assassin actually sent to kill Alpha Lawrence, the previous Alpha King that night. Roman was very helpful this time as he found Dawson and sent him to my doorstep with countless proofs. And that was why I was confident enough to appear even though I knew they were planning to make me abdicate.

“WHY ARE THERE SO MANY BAGS?!” James grinned. “There it is. Emotional peak.” Karline almost smiled. Almost. Reid glanced at her. “I’m not asking for forgiveness.” “What are you asking for?” “A chance to do better.” She stayed silent for a long moment, weighing the words. Reid exhaled, tension easing from his shoulders. “A chance karline and that’s enough for me.” James leaned back dramatically. “Ladies and gentlemen, the redemption arc has officially begun.” Karline shot him a warning look. “

“That’s what you have. Three days to confess anything you’re withholding. At the end of that time, we will conduct the Redemption Rite.” “What is that?” I asked, throat tight. “It is a sacred gathering,” Jorah said. “Every fertile, proven Omega in the pack will surround you, lay hands, and offer blessings. They will beg the Moon for your restoration. If you are truly guiltless, the Moon will honor it. If not…” “If not,” Damon cut in, “it won’t matter what prayers are said.” I stood there. Straight. Silent. Staring them all down. But inside, the ache unraveled.