Unhinged Onley James Novels & Stories

“He killed the first one that attacked, and it sliced into his stomach, that’s how he got injured.” “I can’t shift.” The doctor said, handing me the knife. “Not since I lost my mate. And in this state, the knife is pretty much useless to me, so you can take it.” He held onto my hand as I made to leave, beads of sweat running down his face as he said. “Be careful, this one is a lot stronger than any rogue I’ve ever seen.” The rogue raised its head as I approached, its head moving from side to side as it watched Jon and I. Jon had managed to free himself by clawing it in the face and blood now ran out freely from one of its eyes.

“He’s Pretty boy.” “Ohhh,” James breathed. “Ohhh shit.” “Yeah.” James leaned back slowly, digesting that. “So you two…?” “Yup.” “You guys FUCKED?!” “What? No. We collabed.” “Oh, Thank God... Wait! Pretty Boy Also Do Onlyfans?!” “Yes and now he’s ignoring me. Pretending I don’t exist. Playing hockey on the freshman team like he didn’t make me lose my goddamn mind with just one look.”

James nodded. "Yeah, honey. He needed it as we don't know why is he debunked like this. Let him breathe and find what is he looking for if that's what will bring back our son! I can manage the business, honey. I'm not old yet and can still deal with those our son is dealing with every day." James narrated to help his wife calm down. He knows that their son will come to his senses again and he doesn't care if he will be back as a playboy again not like this withered and lonely guy dumped in the dark. "He didn't tell you too? I don't think this is about a woman James. He hated commitment so why did he change suddenly?" Lorrie asks curiously.

And constantly wailing for a position they never had the discipline to hold. And their mothers? Those women could host a seminar on passive-aggressive ambition. But as annoying as they are, James especially. With his revolving door of women and his obsession with being seen, they don’t have the spine or the attention span to plan something this coordinated. This... calculated. James can barely show up to board meetings without a hangover, let alone pull off a staged fire, a public abduction, and a near-perfect cleanup. Joshua? That one’s still floating through life like it’s his gap year. Trying his hand at “investments” and art collections, like it’s all just a game. I can’t even remember t

James asked. "Nothing yet," I whispered. After doing the dishes, I returned to my room to drown in my emotions. James would be in his room by now, but I found him sitting on the couch, watching a human news program. They showed James's image alongside a famous actress. James had apparently helped win a case against the actress's abusive producers, who were now being sued for their crimes. Seeing James help someone out of misery as a lawyer warmed my heart. "James," I called out, and he looked at me, gesturing for me to sit next to him. "What made you decide to pursue law?"

James replied calmly, “I already warned you I’d destroy the United Alliance if he didn’t show up within ten minutes. Time is up, but he’s not here. So, don’t blame me for taking action.” Many disciples had gathered outside the United Alliance’s base. Hearing James’ words, they could not help but admire him for his guts. “He’s awesome.” “No one has ever dared to challenge the United Alliance since its establishment.” ‘“His name is James, right? Did he just join the Welkin Academy?” “How is he so strong?” “Could it be he’s not happy to be an ordinary disciple and wants to cause trouble to get the attention of our elders or even the headmaster so he can become their disciple? Is that why he del

I added without turning my face to her and walked out. Once out I came straight toward my study room where James was already waiting for me, i sat on my head chair in front of him and lit a cigar “Where is he?” i questioned him leaving a ring smoke in air “here” james said turning laptop screen towards me. There he was kneeling on ground with head down, his both hands were cuffed with metal and hanged to roof, topless and ripped jeans, he lifted his head and i can see his eyes were swollen and his face was covered in blood, his body was drench in his own blood and sweat “What do you want to do with him next?” James questioned me, I turned back to him and picked up my cell phone from desk an

Love - James He sighed and hit the send button. As he looked at the message sent icon, he hoped that Joey was okay and adjusting to his absence. James would definitely write more often, and now that he had money, even send presents for birthdays and Christmas. Joey’s birthday was coming up; maybe he’d get him a new game or ask Tres to build him a tablet that latches on to wi-fi networks for free or something. Sounds like a plan. With nothing better to do, James looked up a Latin-to-English website to study ahead for class. He still had an hour to go before his customary 6:30 am, so he figured that he might as well do something useful with his time. Before long, he was completely engrossed in

"Mr. Ford, James is on the line." "What's the matter?" Shane's demeanor shifted slightly at the mention of James. Dean shook his head. "He didn't say, but I'm guessing it's about Haley." Shane nodded, taking the phone to answer the call. "Uncle, you finally picked up," James sounded excited. Shane, in contrast, remained composed. "Yes, what's the matter?" James explained honestly, "Uncle, I've decided to call off the engagement with Haley, but upon reflection, I realize I've mistreated her over the years. So, I want to make it right by offering her some money."

I stood there, fists clenched, but my feet wouldn't move. If Jessica was the salvation that had barged into my dark, troubled youth, then James was the hand that had helped me rebuild my life. He was the one who had convinced his father to fund my undergraduate and master's degrees. When I first swore brotherhood with James, I had promised that I would treat him like my own older brother for life. But I never imagined—never in a million years—that he would be involved with Selena. "Did you hear? Christopher called the cops," James said, his voice casual.