Ban And Jericho Novels & Stories

They were going to exchange blows when Brian separated them, and said, "Come on, guys! We shouldn't be fighting!" Smirking at Jericho, he commented, "You're running a business. But much like in a game of chess, Drew is a rook, while you are only a pawn. You were an obstacle in his way, and he could seize you at any moment without your knowledge.” He certainly bruised his ego because Jericho was on the verge of grabbing his collar if Brian hadn't intervened. "Calm down!" Jericho snarled, "I'm out!" as he made his way to the exit.

Jericho said with a laugh. “Yeah, in case those powers burst out and blow the castle off. Let me save my arse. I'm too handsome to die now,” Shem stated and Jericho ruffled his hair. Both of them staggered away, laughing and making jokes about not wanting to die because some mates were unlocking powers in bed.​

"Jericho..." "This will be good for you," he wasn't hearing a word of my protests, "trust me." "I do trust you, sweety" I squared my shoulders and felt determination course through my blood. Reaching forward, I exerted as much force and pressure as I could to grip the sandwich. The first time, the sandwich slipped through my fingers nearly falling apart. It felt like I was playing that stupid claw game only my hands were the claws that could never grip anything. "It's fine, try again," Jericho encouraged while picking up his own sandwich and taking a massive chuck out of it.

“And I’m dressed now, just so you know. Not that you can see anything in here.” “Do you know who’s out there?” Jericho paused as if he was listening. Maybe he was scenting the air as well. I don’t know. After an agonizing 30 seconds he says “Both sides. They will have to deal with each other before anyone attempts to get to us in here.”

He was still going to get on my nerves again and I was going to have to suppress the urge to gouge his eyeball from its socket. "What? “ She asked, but I wasn't in the mood to explain further. "Well, I don't know what this his but the last time we discussed, you talked about mobilizing our men to get Harman down. I overheard Jericho when he said he had got rid of him... Well I found it out to be true. The fucker is gone. Jericho did that for you. Didn't he?" She probed. I kept mute instantly. Jericho did not kill Harman for me. Harman would have died without me in the equation, he was the Bandas enemy.

Opening the envelope and unfolding the handwritten letter he knew the author instantly, and his heart lurched in his manly chest. Dearest Father, I have not written to protest my innocence, nor ask for an end to my banishment for I know I am yet to be exonerated. However I have grave news to report. Having spent several weeks in Five Lakes central territory I write to urgently warn you that they are on a war footing. Since H was returned to White Forest, the sons of Alpha Jones have shed their playboy antics and implemented a brutally rigorous training program and now have dozens of highly trained specialist warriors. Their sole focus - to conquer the Silver City itself.

“Of course girl. But first stop being a stubborn. You can’t win from those bullies that easy, okay?” “Okay and I’m sorry. I’ll make sure to not do it again.” But if it’s too much, I wont hesitate to counter back. We were about to head back when I remember something. The guy who helped me earlier. “I have another question.” “ABout?” “Harvin, is that the name of the guy who stop Jericho?” “Oh! Yes! Harvin Lye Corteza. Isn’t he nice?” “But who was he? For me it looks like that he has this high authority to stop Jericho,” I marveled.

disappeared, replaced by a collective pride in our unity. Jericho's vision had become a reality, and his legacy continued to shape our pack's future. We watched as new leaders emerged, inspired by Jericho's unwavering determination and selflessness. They carried the torch forward, dedicating themselves to ensuring that our unity remained steadfast for generations to come. As the seasons changed, our pack thrived. Our territory expanded, and we encountered other packs on our journeys. Instead of hostility and conflict, we approached these encounters with open minds and hearts. We sought to build relationships and forge alliances, recognizing that strength lay in unity rather than division.

Jericho said as soon as I landed, I smile and turn to him he was leaning on a container. " long time bro " I said and we both shook hands " yeah pretty long I guess " he mumbled lowly and I nodded while squeezing his shoulders lightly "so where did you wonder off to this time " I ask and his expression crumbled and I sigh knowing full well it was always the same news . Jericho has been searching aimlessly for Cammy and hell it hasn't been fruitful at all . I won't blame him some times love makes us do things " I .. I still.." he stammered

Kirito looked at her. "Well... Shit" "Indeed" Jericho said with a smirk as he sat inside a roadside ramen shop with a bowl of ramen in front of him. He took the chopsticks and joined his hands "So tell me, can you resist the temptation?" - To be continued