Jared Insecure Novels & Stories

Fifteen minutes later, Jared asked her why she wears such hideous baggy clothes that even his granny won't be caught in and she sarcastically retorted, calling him a perfect gentleman for pointing that out while she wondered what she had been thinking humoring her 10 years old son and going out with a crack nut. Jared as a character, is elated secretly thrilled that the woman in front of him was more interested in handling stacks of bills; he had sure done a little background check on her to avoid the risk of going out with a mental health patient or stalker and knew that she was grappling with a loss of debts hence her lack of opportunity to check out who was the "it" artist and her oblivio

Jared’s patience gradually thinned out” I can see you have made up your mind not to confess, then simply have it in mind that I must not cross-part with you on any of my hunting, for I will not remember who you are and I will not hesitate to burn down your carriages and not even the fine thoughts of Mary in my mind would be able to rescue you” with that, Jared pushed his chair back and made his way out of the building. He made no move to warn his father-in-law to keep his identity a secret, it was his own trap to him. He stepped back into the large job, he gave the secret signal to Allan from his hiding place, he had initially wanted to make Nicholas confess by threatening to burn his shop

"About what? How to keep our family from falling apart?" "About fixing this," Jared said. "I won’t just sit here waiting. I want every room of the estate re-secured. I want trauma therapists for the girls. And a new media team." "You should've done all that before." "I am doing it now. With you. If you'll still have me." Georgia looked at him long and hard. "You're the father of my children. But trust is a wound, Jared. It bleeds slow." He nodded. "Then I'll bleed until I earn it back."

Just the quiet clatter of plates in the kitchen behind us, the soft piano music looping in the background, and the thudding of my heart against my ribcage. Jared broke the silence. “You’ve always had a flair for drama.” I looked at him. “You know what your problem is, Jared?” His smile faltered. “You think being perfect makes you valuable. But all it does is make you replaceable. You’re a copy of every politician Dad ever admired and you’re too afraid to admit it.” He blinked. Then he stood. “I have a flight in two hours. Mom, Dad.” He didn’t even look at me as he left.

“Are you sure you want to do this? ” he asked as he knew that he never wanted it to come to this, but due to his failure, Jared was considering something he never thought he will ever do in his life. Before he lost his mind back then, he was the best that there was .He was famous and the most expensive professional in the whole country. After recovering, people didn’t trust him anymore, even the judges shunned him saying that he wasn’t competent enough to handle any case. Who would have blamed them?

He smiled. "Not bad but there are risks to take ya know, I might get in big trouble with the filth or my family." I brush pass him as I walk away. "Dude you're Big J! One of the best biker in town, c'mon! You can't do this to us." "I can't take that risk for just 500 dollars I've that sum million times!" "Fine what of Melinda?" He winked. I turn around to see the girl of my dream, Melinda! I couldn't stop staring, I'm not a girl magnet like Jack or Zack, but one thing is sure the only girl I'm falling for is Melinda, she is exceptional! Brilliant and beautiful.

Jared said as he walked out He went out the front door and walked to the garden. He pulled down the head from the apple tree and dropped it on the floor. He looked at Xavier who was still standing at the window and he groaned. It was going to be a bad day. He could already feel it but surprisingly for him, it was a quiet one. Nobody attacked their house and he didn’t have a fight with Alice so that was a plus. Linda and Louis came over and left. Things were quiet and silent. The silence did spread over the next couple of weeks and Jared sat in his study, anxious as hell with Xavier sitting opposite him, reading his book. He looked up from his book and looked at Jared who was trying so hard n

They almost reminded me of Jayden. “Jared,” I greeted, perhaps too cheerfully. “Long time no see.” Unlike Jayden before and after amnesia, Jared Keller looked at me with a cold, emotionless gaze. There was no friendliness or hostility. However, his hazel eyes were much sharper than his baby brother's, and there was clearly a moment of scrutiny on his part, where he looked me up and down from head to toe. This went on for so long, that it made me feel insecure, as if the casual clothes, hairstyle, and makeup I was wearing were inappropriate for him. It was outrageous, I know. But I couldn't remember the last time I felt as insecure as I did.