Jem Stormer Novels & Stories

"You know that I am not the kind of person that do love to make people know how I really feel about things, I don't like to be a burden to anyone, If I involve you all in my problems, it will cause more problem because, I have shared it with you all, I know you all will never want me to fight it all alone, you wouldn't even want me to fight for myself, You would all carry the cross on you head like it was yours, I want to put you through this case, you guys don't see things the way I see it, I was never meant a leader to turn you all into my maid, we are supposed to work together, share ideas and make things work out together, I would not love to pass over all my problems to you guys," storm

“Here, I've got a deal for you. If you don’t accept that girl as your Luna, I will kill your mother. She’s getting too cocky, and I would have killed her long ago if it weren’t for you.” What a fucking asshole. He would kill Storm’s mother? And why wasn't she the fucking Luna? I took a good look at Storm. He had black hair like his father, but I now notice his eyes are blue like his mother’s. He had a strong jaw and some stubble. He was tall and had very broad shoulders. Storm had taken off his jacket and was wearing only a t-shirt. I could see that his lower arms had a bunch of tattoos. He was actually pretty fucking good-looking for the son of a dickface. Not that it fucking mattered. I wa

“I’m sorry, Master Ares. I failed to complete your task. I’ve let you down.” Jay closed his eyes and flashed back to their parting scene as if it were yesterday. “Storm, don’t come back until you’ve located Baby Robbie.” In the past three years, Storm had wandered the streets because of this command while persistently looking for Baby Robbie. Jay helped him up and said somewhat stiflingly, “Go and take a shower before changing your clothes.” Ghost then took Storm away. Not long after, Storm reemerged with trimmed hair and a shaved beard. After all, he was a young guy in his 20s who was already handsome, so he looked more radiant than ever after a little cleaning up.

“I don't know, it's, not my business. What does it matter to you anyway? I am sure you have killed before.” “don't get me wrong, I kill for a hobby, I just don't like bounty hunters. They are just … wrong.” “Can we order some food now? I am starving,” Storm stands up all of a sudden and looks around to catch someone’s attention. Well, she is getting none since we are the only ones in the restaurant and there isn’t a waiter or a waitress around. She is not going to escape from this one.

"I won't just wrecked the company. I'm going to hit you too!" After saying that, Storm raised his right arm and swung it towards Angelo's face, wanting to give him a huge slap. But before his hand could come into contact with Angelo's face, Jate stepped forward and stopped him. "How dare you hit my dad?" Jate ask coldly while grabbing Storm's wrist. Storm gaze at Jate in shock. He tried to break free of the latter's grasp, but he couldn't move at all. "Kneel now!" Jate roared.

He stopped being friends with Mr Ferguson senior. Storm then called his grandfather and told him that he was on his way to South Africa to visit a friend in prison. His grandfather was overjoyed and he promised that he would ask Commissioner May to include his name in the visitor’s list. Storm thanked his grandfather, and then they hung up the phone. He then called his Godfather, Mr Wells. He didn’t want him to hear the news from Owen. His Godfather told him to shout should he need help. Storm promised that he would update him after he met Michaela.

I asked him. "Actually yes, not a lot of people know and the answer is no, Black Storm conglomerate is not as universal as Bolt industries but we are going places" Stormi nodded like it was of the utmost importance that I believe him. "So, which cities have you conquered, Stormi?" I asked him.

I didn’t hear him wrong the first time because he repeats it clearly. “Christian Storm. CEO, Christian Storm, of Storm Group of Companies. He’s the one who gave the order to blacklist your name in every company.”

As in! Storm Haha, he’s connecting the dots I see, I get to the stage and Freddie takes my hand as I ascend the steps, he places his hand on the small of my back and kisses my temple. Introduce yourself my love Good evening everyone, my name is Storm Burgesse, daughter of Trillionaire Tycoon Stormas and Thalia Burgesse of Diamond City, I also have three other alias’s I go by I turn to face Dastan who seems to be on the verge of fainting in the corner.

“…that attack wasn’t even the beginning…” I clenched my fists as a wave of anger shot through me. Dominic Storm is the lowest of swines. How dare he orchestrate an attack that could have gotten his son killed as well? What kind of deranged father was he? Was it that despicable for his son to want or crave a man? Their voices drifted into sharp static as adrenaline pounded in my ears. Whatever the hell they were talking about, it wasn’t good. Not even remotely. I took a hesitant step forward in a bid to hear more.