Roy Harper/jason Todd 소설 & 이야기

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Even though Erin had no hope still she tried to cheer her up. They walked towards the ground and Hannah spotted Zion with Ron and Nef. They were busy laughing, cursing and punching each other without any worry in the world while she... she was about to lose her mind. Zion saw her coming to the ground. His eyes held her for a while. A girl in simple jeans and a hoodie was drowning in his heart today. In fact she always had. But he trusted his unnecessarily genius brain more. Now, when he did not listen to it today, the world felt totally different.

Jason and Harper exchanged knowing glances before erupting into laughter. Jason clapped Ace on the back, nearly causing him to spill his drink. "Nothing? Ace, buddy, this is monumental! You, the Mr. Cool and Confident, blushing like a teenager in love? Come on, that isn’t you, where’s the real you?! We're here for you, man!". Harper nodded enthusiastically, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Absolutely! We've got your back, Ace. You need to talk to this person. No more hiding behind your lunch tray."

Marked off in mental ink. Because Saturday meant Jaxon Brooks was on her television screen—jersey number twenty- three, playing for one of the top college teams in the state. Her boyfriend. The golden boy in shoulder pads. And every time he jogged onto that field, it didn’t matter if she was in her living room or sitting on the edge of the bleachers in her mind—she was there, heart first. Harper had never been a football girl. She used to mix up downs and quarters and thought

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

Marks pov I shifted to the back of my cell nervously; It took a lot to make me nervous but the dark look she got on her face was making me shiver. How could a woman that's so beautiful look so deadly all of a sudden? I asked myself and looked over at Raven to see if he felt the same as me. He was standing with his arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face; oh he was loving this side of her. I wanted to facepalm myself, because off course he would love it, stupid Russian loves torturing bad people and the sadist in him was loving this. I shook my head and gazed back over to her when more people filled the outside of the cells, this wasn't going to end well. She just kept standing th

His eyebrows were tensed, and his jaw stiff, his eyes squarely set on Elias. “And that’s why he looks like he wants to make you eat shit?” Elias sat upright, “Yeah...” “Do we run...?” There were seven of them and two of us. My head also spun and I couldn’t control my legs. “I’m not sure I can run right now to be honest with you, Cato.” “Elias Smith right?” Jackson said. His voice was deep and menacing. “What do you want?” Elias asked. “I want to know why you think it’s okay to disrespect my girlfriend?” he growled.

He ensures with a wink as the girl smiles and leaves the booth. "See? I told you she wasn't in need of help." Jason states the obvious as Gracie felt like digging a hole out of embarrassment. "Oh my god, Jason! That's new. Didn't she do your homework before coming here?" Harold said, laughing the situation off as if she didn't just clockblock him a moment ago. "By the way, I'm Harold. Harry, for you." He said softly, extending a friendly hand to her. He looked so different from the moment where he was harassing the girl's ass. Is he bipolar Or what? Gracie thought.

Jacob’s voice came through my earpiece. “No, why what’s going on?” He said, sounding concerned. “I can’t get him on the phone. Jordan is dead.” I heard Jacob cuss as I said the last part. “Alright, Trevor and I are on our way down. Keep trying Dillion. I am sure he just miss placed his phone.” I dialed Dillion again and this time he answered. “Where the hell have you been? I have been trying to call you. Joseph knows where she is.” I yelled into the phone. Dillion let me yell then started to answer me.

“You can call Mr. Jefferson Dad too. It’ll be weird if Mia calls him Dad, but you call him Mr. Jefferson.” But Jason only stared at him. “Daddy, I just knew him for a day. I don’t know him much, so I can’t call him Dad.” It was true, but Jason’s decision stemmed from his love and loyalty to Harold. Harold smiled to hear that. “Fair enough.” He glanced at Emily again. “Call him. Go out with him. But once you return home after going out with him, I hope you will smile again because I can’t live to see I’m the reason for your sadness.”