Young Justice Hal Jordan Novels & Stories

"Hey there, guys! Woah! They look so much like you." "I know right. " Merida chuckled. " Are you mummy's friend? " Jason asked him. "Yes, I am your mummy's friend." Jordan replied the boy. "Are you cool?" Jason asked again. "Yes I am. I promise to buy you some awesome gifts soon! Maybe some new action figures for you, Jason and a new Lego set for Jared?" " Do you like Superman?" Jordan asked. " Ironman!" Both boys squealed. "Very well, then, Ironman action figures it is." Jordan smiled at them. They were just so cute.

She recognized too well the look Nancy and Lloyd shared and from the way they sat side by side, she knew they had interrupted something. “No, I want to stay with dad,” Leo said. “He is my hero. He saved me.” “Yes, like Superman!” Lex added. Lloyd chuckled. He couldn’t believe he almost threw away moments like this because of a reckless mistake. Even though the pain in his body was killing him, the joy that the boys brought to his heart totally absorbed it. “I’m pretty sure, bullets have nothing on Clark Kent but thank you boys. I love you.” “We love you too daddy,” the boys chorused.

More muscular and taller too. "It's nice to meet you all." Jace said with a smile and gave his hand to them one at a time. "We have heard so much about you." Maya said while looking at Jace with admiration . "I will say, you look even better in person than you do on TV." Jace gave a nervous laugh before responding. "Thanks!". "Jordan was a wrestler, but now he has retired. He moved with his family here to enjoy the rest of his retirement." Coach Grayson explained.

She held her forehead and drank the hot coffee in a chug. "And so, Mom, you don't want to quit that job just because of that money?" Someone asked on Jordan's back and they both were startled to see Justin standing there, uptight, much taller than his grandfather, and still wearing his furry azure slippers. He has a petite body, looks like he has been working out to get that tonous body, and his hair is untidy today. He is a grown-up now, an angry 20-year-old Justin that will be scolding his mother about his childhood rival, Danny Sy.

Jordan opened his eyes faintly, and his gaze fell on a figure curled up on the ground in front of him. “Look in front, Chlo.” In the dim underground palace, it was hard to distinguish the other party’s silhouette. He could barely see that it was a wriggling living creature. “Who are you? How do you know our names?” Jordan asked, stirred up. Jenson was afraid that the underground palace had a surveillance system, so he continued to disguise as Baby Robbie and replied, “I’m Robert Ares.” Chloe and Jordan needed a second to react. Jordan was the first to realize it. “Are you Jay’s son? Baby Robbie?”

said Lyod to him seriously. Jordan was stupefied when he heard what Lyod said, he graduated in medical school and he even don’t know how to fight, when he learned a basic combat his parents enrolled him in the Alpheno ground and he improved his skills. “Sorry for my coward ness and selfishness bro, I wanna fight together with you even I will die, count me in I will also protect Maricriss and I didn’t want to leave here alone. It’s my honor to protect my dignity as a man and a future head of my family, I will fight!” said Jordan to him.

I followed Jordan's scent and came up behind him to see him speaking with Sandra. "It's over between us. Besides it was just a hookup the other evening and nothing serious," he was saying to the student doctor. I was shaking my head at the hurt I could see in her eyes. Jordan was such an asshole. He was a great friend and I did love him as such but not as a romantic partner. Are you absolutely sure that he's our real mate because honestly he's a real jerk, I mumbled softly to my wolf? I heard her low growl and say that there was something interesting coming from the left. I turned my head and my eyes widened at the hunk that was walking in wearing all black leather and carrying an M4 Carbine

He pops back now and again, and soon Jai and Damien will be helping, too. I won’t be able to go with them, but Jai promised he’d be home each evening by nightfall. I don’t want to be without him, I’ve grown so used to having him around, but I’d never tell Jai not to go. I couldn’t because that would be wrong. Willow, Cassie, Aurora and Skye, Jai’s youngest siblings, are amazing. I haven’t spent much time with them because they have busy lives with school and their friends.

Jordan fired back, though he paused as soon as he noticed Zayn ending the call to prevent Jordan from placing any doubt on Zayn’s victim narrative. The older man felt as though a decade had been taken from him in a snap, sapping his vigor away and causing every muscle in his body to sag. He let out a heavy sigh and relented, “Fine. I underestimated you, Zayn Larson. You win, okay?” Zayn chuckled. “Aww, why would you say that, Uncle Jordan? You’ve got an army of two hundred, and I’ve only got myself, all alone. There’s no way I could have beaten all of you!”

Grace nodded, eyes never leaving Jordan. When it was over—when the hallway was filled with flashing lights and controlled voices—Jordan finally turned to her. “You shouldn’t have stepped forward,” he said hoarsely. She reached for him, hands firm on his jacket. “You told me we stop reacting.” He pulled her into his arms then—no hesitation, no restraint—holding her like the world had nearly taken her away. For the first time since the war began, Victor Hale had been forced into the light. And Jordan Hayes stood unmasked, unbroken.