Jem Stormer Novels & Stories

His silver beard was impeccably braided, his posture perfect, yet the dark circles under his eyes hinted at bone-deep exhaustion. “I was under the impression this couldn’t wait,” I replied, folding my arms. “Let’s hear it.” The eldest of them, Morven, didn’t mince words. “We believe your mate caused the storm. As such, we believe she and her sister need to be... kept under observation until we can be certain they are not a threat.” I held his gaze. “I’d be careful with what you accuse her of.” Koda growled, my eyes flashing as he rose closer to the surface.

“You will be attending a party with Mr. Storm this evening. It’s his father’s birthday. Your stylist will be here to get you ready before then.” And I knew what came next — faking the perfect partner. Marcel Storm. He might be the grandson of the business mogul, but I had never heard that name before until I saw it in the contract papers, I know nothing about his father either. Other than old man Storm, there had been no past CEO of Storm Co. or his other company I’d heard about, meaning no paparazzi, right? A family who kept everything low-key needs none of that. As the perfect partner, I don’t know if I would be playing the role of a girlfriend or wife — he wasn’t specific… but still, I ne

Wynnie shot to her feet and grabbed the officer by the collar, screaming, “What do you mean he’s gone?! What do you mean by that?!” The security officer did not indulge her at all. He grabbed her wrist and shoved her aside. “Miss, please control yourself. If you continue behaving like this, you’ll be charged with assaulting a security officer.” The officer cast Wynnie a cold glance, then motioned for his men to open the suitcase. Wynnie suddenly went berserk, throwing herself in front of it to block them. “That’s my personal property! You have no right to open it!”

"Stormy, I am so very sorry for your loss. If I could have stopped him another way, I would have." Stormy's face contorts and she begins to shake with sobs. Her lips trembling when she hisses, "You took his life because you are fucking trigger happy. That badge doesn't mean you can just kill someone. We were in an argument. I don't know who called you, but you came here and destroyed my life and for that, you will pay." Drew winces and his face grows stone cold, his feet frozen in place and his lips sealed tight. Crayvin steps forward, his large frame blocking Drew from the crucifixion he is receiving from Stormy.

Andy jerks in his seat, pulling his head away from her to stare at her in complete and utter shock. She knows that it was the use of the foul profanity that actually managed to get his attention, but she does not care. If cursing like a sailor is what it takes to get him to pay attention to her for a moment and to get him to take her seriously, then she will say any damn word that she has to, without even a moment of hesitation.

“I don’t know what’s going on or why y’all were at the Daisy Den in the middle of the night. I’m just an innocent bystander and want to remain that way.” Maverick sat up. When he realised he was shirtless, he raised his brow at me. How else did he expect me to help him? “Innocent bystander? Why do you think I stopped Benson’s stupid stunt and threatened River?” Storm turned to me and grinned. “Because she’s my sister.” I rolled my eyes. “Please.” “Storm, she’s my fated mate. I thought it was plainly obvious something was going on.” Maverick attempted to stand, but his body must have felt like a bag of bricks because he sat down again.

Liam couldn't help but feel worried when he couldn't see his father back yet. Nightfall was almost approaching, yet he was nowhere to be found. An ear-piercing scream made his heart skip a beat as he dashed towards the source of the scream. As he walked into Amber's room, he stilled as he saw her eyes fixed on the television. The reporter's words piercing his ears and heart like a sharp knife. ‘‘The ISA establishment formerly known as the Storm n Storm empire, is on fire…”

“What is the matter, Lent?” Kaden asked without preamble, getting on his feet. “What happened?” Liam looked on quizzically too, wondering what else had gone wrong this time around. “Storm’s friends have been kidnapped! Storm seems to believe that the people that had been behind the attack on Liam and his family, had also been behind this one. I don't know how she knows that, but seeing as she is not an ordinary human, I am sure she has her ways. They want her for their safe release. But she is on her way to the clan, with Jutul. They had met the house turned upside down.” Lent reported, rubbing his forehead tiredly with his thumb and index finger when he was done.

She was still a child - not yet 18 - but my wolf wanted to sink his teeth into her. I finally made my way into the waiting room right as they announced dinner. I felt my heart almost stop when my eyes finally landed on Stormie, who was standing with her father talking to my parents. She looked like the moon and the sky with her beautiful white hair and midnight blue dress. Her creamy skin was on display and my eyes caressed over her tattoos before smiling when I saw the knives on her wrists. A beautiful but deadly creature. I had to remind myself again as I discreetly adjusted myself that she was a friend, the daughter of an alpha and only 17. I shook my head and pushed my wolf to the

I told them as I got closer. “Alright. Thank you, Nat.” I heard Skyr say. “Oh and by the way, if you’re hungry I packed some sandwiches in my backpack.” And then I heard Byron snicker before he stopped. I can only imagine that Skyr had hit him. “Hungry?” I wondered out loud as I bent down to have a closer look at the damage on the control panel. “I’m not hungry.” Is this blood? That’s weird. Are the bodies that the storm blew nearby?