The Brothers Jones Once Upon A Time Novels & Stories

" Take care of her, Jones!" Emphasize on Jones! I stepped aside and let the man walk out of the door, immediately he was gone, Jones banged the door after yelling to the man not to show up again. " Sorry about that, Queenie," Jones said, he walked towards the closet and grabbed some clothes before stretching them to me. I collected them still finding it out to get over the feelings that told me not to stay here. " Who...was that?" " My brother," his answer came short and straight. I didn't bother to ask any further questions. But, I didn't know he had a brother, Jones never mentioned him. I hadn't forgotten what had conspired between us and also, I hadn't forgiven him yet.

I had expected this to stall for days but now that it was brought before me, I couldn’t help but want to hear everything. “Who are they?” I asked coldly. “The Jones Brotherhood.” came his reply. I couldn’t believe my ears as I listened to the name. Sam had actually been right. The Jones had something to do with my parents’ death. They had been interested in my company longer than I had thought. I felt tears stinging my eyes. I had no idea what was the connection between the Jones brotherhood and Adrian but it fucking ruined me. I didn’t understand why that mysterious organization targeted my family.

He took a sip from his glass cup before he spoke"You reopened the charge?" "I did" she answered, showing no regrets for what she had done. "After leaving for years you finally show up to reopen a case that doesn't have anything to do with you?" He voiced out. Even though he tried his best not to act annoyed, he couldn't hide it. "Hardy was my brother" Bella spat in anger. "The same brother you didn't want to have anything to do with?" "Don't act like the holy one. The darkness in this family at that time was consuming and you know it"

Only Alexander Westwood would go into the office mere hours after marrying his brother’s bride. The door creaked. He paused, like he was waiting for me to say something. I didn’t. He left. Alone again, I tried to force sense into the mess. I replayed every memory with Ethan, every moment, every kiss, trying to find a sign. There was nothing. --- Darkness blanketed the room when I opened my eyes. I had dozed off on the couch, my limbs sore and stiff. The events of the day returned in a rush, and I winced.

Jadon growled harshly as he poured syrup over his half-eaten eggs. “Don't forget to clean the garden up. Our parents will be back tomorrow, and I would rather not get in trouble because you two decide not to obey their rules,” she mumbled, and looked pissed at her older brother. “The yard will be cleaned. Stop bitching, please,” Jason sighed, closed the top of the syrup bottle and slid it back across the table towards her. She looked down at the maple syrup bottle on the kitchen table and then back to her brother. I watched as an unhappy frown formed on her lips. She bit her bottom lip and stormed out of the kitchen.

Big brother was back, and every word… every action… was accountable. Jerome rubbed the back of his neck with a goofy smile as he tried to wriggle his way out, just like numerous other times, “Big brother, are you still up?” “Where’s sister-in-law?” Alex gave him a look that read, ‘Try again...’ “That…” Jerome opened his mouth, however, before he could come up with the next excuse, Alex’s gaze had moved from them and settled on Cornelius and Baldwin. His brothers were young… If he wasn’t there, then he expected his sworn brothers to keep them safe and in check.

I pulled Winnie behind a tree as the bullet scratched the tree surface. “We're here,” I muttered, retaliating with my own shots. Winnie and I barely made plans when it came to working together. It was either we thrived or died. With lightning speed, she dashed through the trees, ducking when necessary. The three brothers appeared out of the darkness, the little light from the moon casting on their faces. One held an axe, he was twice my size. His large frame towered over me. Jonas Easton, a high school delinquent that turned murderous after the death of his mother. That was years ago.

It lights a fire across my body. “What?” he says. “You mad we caught you before you were able to entrap a golden boy just like mommy?” “My mother didn’t trap anyone!” I spit back. “She and Isaac actually love each other.” “Maybe she’s right,” the fourth brother says. The timid one. He’s finally received the pictures. “Maybe Jones did really fall in love with the local nanny.” Beau scoffs. “Please,” he says. “Jones is not dumb enough to do that. You really think he can’t sniff out a gold digging whore?”

"Uncle Williams, that's it, last time my father came to your door to tell you, it was about my youngest brother and your second child." Jones subconsciously sat up a little straighter, thinking, here it is! Jones nodded, but did not continue, he was not done with this, how could he let you continue? Dawn saw that he just nodded and didn't speak, not knowing what to do in his heart. In fact, that day his father went to Williams' house alone, he didn't know how he was answered, he just went home and said they agreed, but the expression on this old man's expression was nothing like agreement!

After we got home Jackson came to our room and asked me to have a chat with him and his brother Finn. Mates. They were my mates. Both of them. Brothers. But my mates. How did that even make any sense? I don’t know what to do now, I’m laying in bed worried about having to choose and break one of these men. But not only breaking one of them but breaking their bonds as brothers! How was I supposed to do something like that? I couldn’t believe that a few weeks ago I was alone just worrying about keeping myself safe and now I had to worry about who to give my heart and soul to. It seemed surreal, I never pictured myself in a problem like this, I was great at running and hiding but I knew I couldn