Smallville Jor El Novels & Stories

Jorel ruffled her hair, making her swat at him. “Isa?” Gabe protested. “Since when do you call her Isa?” “Since we became partners,” Jorel shrugged. “And get this—she says my name’s spelled wrong. It shouldn’t be Jorel, but Jor-El.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked, curious. Isabelle kept her eyes on the screen, explaining casually, “Jor-El, father of Kal-El, aka Superman. His name’s Jorel, all one word, and it’s wrong.”

He simply parked and stepped out of his car. "It's you, Eli Wenger! Why are you following us?" Julep exclaimed, clearly surprised to see the man. Eli, whose identity was immediately recognized, smirked coldly. "Why? Obviously, I'm here to avenge Ozark's Sonar Organization. I didn't expect Yorels Organization to send you to pick them up, but it seems you're lucky today. "Out of respect for your father, I'll give you the chance to step aside. I'll only kill the two from Ozark."

printed in bold white on the frosted glass door, when her assistant, a young man named Javier came in carrying a file. Javier is the only opposite sex who can be close around Elora, without Elora feeling uncomfortable or anxious. Elora folded her arms across her chest when she saw Javier wrinkled his nose as he looked at Elora with pity. "Say it," growled Elora, her eyes defiant. "You stink," said Javier. His mouth doesn't have any sensors, and Elora doesn't know why she likes this type of person. He is what he is. Maybe if Javier is straight, Elora will propose to him.

The man inquires. He takes my chin and forces me to face him. “Answer me!” He orders me but I have no words to say. I am in shock and I have forgotten how to talk. I think I recognize this man, he is Lieutenant Jareth Jordan, Commander Mortensen number two guy. This means the 9th Unit was sent to suppress the Eels… and they think I was helping them.

But then, a voice—Joel’s voice—cut through the fear. “ELORA! HOLD ON!” She gasped. The pull in her chest flared painfully, and the silver-eyed man’s expression darkened. “He is breaking through. You’re out of time.” ---

If I succeeded, it would be worth it to save time, and if I failed, no charge. It only took a couple of seconds before I felt something move under my hands. A heartbeat. Loran opened his eyes and sucked in his first noisy breath. I jumped back, a little startled by the sudden reanimation. “Everything okay?” shouted Jenny. Still no one coming to my aid. “Yes,” I shouted over my shoulder. “It’s alive!” Loran sat up and shook his head clear. It took him a few seconds to get his bearings, then he squinted to get me into focus. “You’re the sorcerer the Masters are looking for?”

"I shall have you for the Dark lord, you will be marked." The slaves in the town gathered at a distance, beholding the demise of those who dared challenge Goru Sein. Elroy groaned and coughed out droplets of blood, unable to breath normally nor hear clearly, the sharp-hard pain pressing on all side of his chest as though being crushed by a boulder. "You will make a great brother boy," Goru praised as he approaches Elroy. Elroy tried with all he had left - crawling away, his trembling eyes watching death again years after the incident with Orlanda.

It doesn't have to be three minutes (it sounded like a good number). "Hurry up," yelled Jofrorli. "We don't got all day." "This is a waste of time," said a man with large hooped earrings hanging from his long pointed ears. He was an elf, but he didn't look anything like the elves I had seen in movies. His features were sharp like one, but his body was quite lanky. His fingers were long like a pianist, and his hair was tied up in a ponytail rising upwards then pointing down. He wore loose clothing that fitted his body nicely, with it not being too loose or tight. "The kid already knows the stupid technique."

I picked up my clothes on the ground, looking for my mobile. "Miss Lewyn, I'm dying now... Please, promise me that you will stay with Alpha... Deep down in his heart, he's a really great man. He's just sad and he doesn't know how to cope with it... The five years he spent with you... was the happiest time in his life... He's just too dumb to realize it... Now he has realized it... Please give him a second chance to take you back... He's in love with you..." Jorah's wolf coughed out more blood.