Ts Jensy Novels & Stories

Jenkins’s desk, everyone’s head perked up and the stares of many eyes burned a whole in my back. Mr. Jenkins’s was pretty young. He was probably twenty-five. He was pretty hot too, but I was too young for him. Not to mention, he was my teacher. I shivered in disgust at the thought of a teacher kissing his student. He had light brown hair that was cut short and he had hazel eyes. His face was perfectly sculpted and he had a nice build. Please don’t tell me the teachers here are hot too, a little voice in my head said. I don’t think I could handle all that pressure.

Rory added as well, being demanding. “We have no other choice, right?” Jensen asked, and I sighed with a giggle. “As far as I know, it’s your genes,” I said, looking at him. “Well, I can't deny that,” he replied, shrugging. Jensen Grimes has always been busy in the mornings. “If you want, I can prepare something for them to eat,” he volunteered. “And do you happen to already know how to use a stove?” “Oh, come on, I’m a 30-year-old man. I'll figure it out,” he said, still trying to keep things under his control.

Jess screeches. I charge into the kitchen to find Jenson leaning against the cabinets. His arms folded against his chest as he stares at Jess. Immediately I jump to her defence. I knew what Jenson was like and there was no way on Earth I was letting him do anything to a fifteen year old. “What’s going on?” I glare at him. “Do you want to tell her, or shall I?” Jenson presses his lips together in annoyance. “What’s going on?” Jess’s eyes are low. Her face is as red as a tomato.

' Jenson did not panic when he felt Tyson's aura burst and maintained a calm expression on his face. Jenson quickly took medicine from his body and ate it the next second. In an instant, his skill improved dramatically, and he raised his palms to meet Tyson. Boom! A roar was heard as two of their palms collided fiercely. Tyson sensed a terrifying force approaching. At that moment, he groaned, and his body shook. He took a dozen steps back after landing to regain his balance. 'D*mn it.' 'Jenson, that despicable villain! He took some elixirs? Shameless!'

I believe that people have to be free, to make choices, and to make their own opportunity. Trevor: But they said the leader of the FJA is a military man? Bob: That is my friend, Joey Rions, World 8. He is the leader, I am the warrior. Trevor: World 8? Bob: Ah, yeah... the world of war "ad infinitum". Age 5 you enter the lion's den, you live long enough to be 10, then you become a Leo, a warring soldier. Trevor: That's bloody...

Today, someone was being much more nonsensical than they were, and there was a feeling of being entirely suppressed by him. “So, you’re our new teacher for summer vacation, Jens?” With his springlike and enchanting face, Baby Robbie went out of control almost instantly. “You were the top student of our class before, so where’d you go? Why are you our teacher now? Where have you been this whole time, Jens?” Baby Robbie asked again. Jenson replied, “In order to be able to teach this class, I went abroad and further improved myself. Now that I’m an overseas returnee, I guess I’m qualified to teach you guys, right?”

I giggled at his stupidity as he walked past me and out to the car. “Well, I am glad to see that Dillion and you seem to get along because he is going to be staying with you in Rome.” I turned around and held my breath as I looked at Jensen standing at the bottom of the stairs. He was wearing a plain black t-shirt that showed off his abs and chest muscles perfectly. A pair of ripped black jeans with black converse high tops and a black leather jacket thrown over his shoulder. He was breathtaking and I could feel my lust for him rising more and more. I calmed myself and walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Aww. Are you jealous handsome?” His arms came around my waist and p

I can't wait to feel that, Javier! Jesya: anyway, I need your help! BRAK!!! Jeno's room door opened roughly, featuring Jesya carrying two dresses of different colors in both hands. "You're gathered without me! Surely you guys are talking about me, huh?!" joked Jesya fiercely as she watched three older brothers gather in Jeno's room, while she was not invited to gather. "Yes! We're discussing your toned tentanf with Keith!" said Javier no less fiercely.

She laughed. “I’ll show you on my car later,” I said with a smile. She nodded. “Okay, we’re tied,” Paul counted. “Jay, if you get this, we win.” “What color is grenadine most similar to?” Jenny asked. I didn’t even know that was a real word. “Guys? Any ideas?” I turned to my teammates. “Reddish, I think,” Paul said. “My mom was talking about it the other day.” “You win, boys,” Jenny smiled. “You’ve earned your song. Nicely done, pretty boy.” She ruffled my hair.

I hear a girl say in almost a whisper it's as if she is trying to keep quiet so she won't get caught. "Chto za chert?" I say with my thick Russian accent. (what the hell?)"Who is dis?"I say I guess she is trying to think if she should continue a few seconds later she does. "It's Jaymes, Jadens little sister please tell him I need him to help me please. I know it's later but he is the only one I can call, tell him he told me that I can reach out to him anytime at my parents and brother's funeral. Well I'm reaching out now. Please." she said crying as quietly as she can now I know she is hiding and sit up my bed realizing that she might really need help.