Gotham Jerome Valeska Novels & Stories

he said without looking at me. I removed my gloves. “I had to.” He turned, and when his eyes met mine, he didn’t scold. “Did you find anything?” I placed the papers, which had turned out to be scrolls and maps we’d taken on the table. A partial map. Coordinates marked in red. And a name: Eric Vex. “Do we know him?” Jerome asked. “No,” I said. “But we will.” I bit my lip. There had to be a way to know and so I wasn't even afraid. There will always be a way.

"You don't get to judge what you made me become." The words were harsher than he'd intended, but they landed true. Vanessa flinched, her perfect composure finally cracking completely. "I hope he's worth it," she said, her voice thick with tears. "I hope Collins Tanaka is worth everything you're throwing away." "He is. And I'm not throwing anything away. I'm choosing my future over my past. You should try it sometime." After Vanessa left, Jerome sat in his office feeling drained. His phone buzzed with a text from Collins: How did it go?

Vale shot back, a protective tone entering his voice. Jake leaned in closer, curiosity piqued. “What happened to your hair?” he asked, inspecting Vale as if he were a puzzle to solve. “Come on, baby, your driver should be here by now,” Vale said, turning his attention to me and holding out a hand. I took his hand, feeling the warmth spread through me as I smiled warmly at Jake. “It was nice meeting you—” “Jake, my name is Jake, Mr. Helios, and it was nice meeting you too,” he interrupted, offering me his hand with a grin. I was just about to shake it when Vale placed his hand firmly over Jake’s.

Vera asked, Valerie squinted her brows "Is there something i can help you with ?" Valerie asked. "Yeah, I think it'd be fun to watch me serve the girls Lord Storm rescued; i told you he is actually an angel in heart, Lord Storm is a mafia Lord whom everyone fears so much, But he dedicated his life to save these innocent lives from dangerous people like derek,, He has been doing this for years !" Vera said, as she smiled and walked away and Valerie hurriedly followed behind her.

"Valerie's patience is over." Valerie stepped forward, her hand on Dominic's. "Dominic Lombardi," she said, her voice cold. "Mafia King Dominic Lombardi. That's all you are." Dominic's eyes blazed. He released Dr. Thompson, grasping Valerie's hair. He pointed the gun at her temple. "Do it, Dominic," Valerie dared. "I'll be happy if you pull the trigger. Death is better than you." Dominic's slap sent Valerie crashing to the floor. "You're nothing but a pathetic, weak woman," Dominic spat.

A sliver of hope remained—Jerome was supposed to be in a coma, poisoned by the slow-acting toxin Boris’s mother, Sadie Monroe, had been administering. Boris had coordinated with Sadie; if the plan failed, she was to ensure the old wolf never woke up. By the time the truth was sought, Jerome would be in the mounds, and Avery would be the prime suspect in his "mysterious" death. With the support of the Vales and the Montgomery dissidents, Boris believed he could seize the Hayes throne. But then, the crowd parted. A heavy, silver-rimmed wheelchair was pushed forward. Sitting in it, wrapped in the furs of his station and looking more vibrant than he had in months, was the Great Alpha Jerome.

She'd been helping take down a criminal organization in Chicago when Renata had come looking to recruit for Shane. "How did you become a were, if you don't mind my asking?" Yosyp asked from the back seat. "I was in Brazil and was spending some hard earned money on . . . extra-curricular activities." "Sex? You can't possibly be telling me that YOU --" Shamira was shocked at the notion. Valeska, like everyone else in the house, was the kind of person you paid to be WITH. "Well, I kind of had . . . have certain things I like which I wouldn't trust to just anyone," Valeska said with an unrepentant smirk. "Besides being submissive, I'm into erotic asphyxiation."

Only money could make Tom move. "Of course I can, my skill is to commit the perfect crime! Don't get me wrong Leah, I wouldn't have done that to you if you hadn't bothered me first! I love you then and now, my love is not diminished at all, every touch I give is a testament to my love for you..." Jerome's eyes looked much scarier than usual. Leah clenched her fist, hoping the plan would go smoothly. Otherwise, maybe her life will be over soon... *****

He felt disgusted, and not betrayed, but disgusted by the fact that he never thought someone was forcing Stacy to divorce him all that while and that person was Debbie and Liam and the baby doesn't even belong to Liam at all. His heart was heavy, reminiscing everything that happened in a flash. His phone rang and it was a call from the state station. He angrily slammed his hands on the car and entered, driving state to the State station as his attention was needed urgently. * On arriving there, Jerome was directed to the Inspector's office and he welcomed him in. Mr Moses, the hacker, and some officers were inside. "Good day, officer." Jerome greeted as he stared at them. "Welcome, Mr. Jerom