Jem Stormer Novels & Stories

Now I know why and how Stormy's caffeine obsession came about. Storms hometown is much more relaxing than I thought it'd be. There's not even much bar here. I thought I'd have to worry about seeing some stray drunks on the road or some guys fighting by the corner. When Storm told me how her dad used to trash into their house after hours of having liquors at local bars, I figured there'd be more people like him in this neighbourhood. Davisville neighbourhood.

Even though Ares and Denali had already let him off the hook, he would still need to face the required trial. Zayn looked at them and said, “I’ve already met up with Ares and Denali, and I’m no longer a criminal. Haven’t you received the order yet?” When he said that, Liam and Dick were both stunned for a moment. The rest of them appeared similarly astonished. Sergeant Larson had actually met with Ares and Denali? Ares was the Stormkiller and the protector of Rheasia. He was the idol of the three Insurgent organizations that they all wanted to meet badly but never got the opportunity!

This is the second time you did it. "Hey, who is that guy?" I asked Liam. "Who?" "The guy who's wearing a jersey number 1. The one in our team." He looked at it. Afterwards, he looked at me in disbelief. He also had this shocked expression as if he's so surprised about my question. "You didn't know?" Will I asked him I I did? I glared at him. He slightly laughed at me. "Well man, that's Jairuz Andrei Ramirez. His fans calls him Jairuz, doesn't want to be called Andrei. He's the captain of the team." Oh, I see. I just asked for the name, he talks a lot.

Spilling coffee on his desk or floor, or messing up his papers, breaking and misplacing things happens daily. I tried to talk to Barbra that she should find someone else to take over but to no avail. The other two junior assistants had been snatched up by some other executives and the senior assistants were too busy to take over Mr. Storm. In reality they just don’t want the position. Mr. Storm is a monster. A control freak with temper tantrums as a two year old. Barbra said that they have had three interviews for the PA position but Mr. Storm has refused all of them.

There was no way that Jace Storme was staring at me. Jace Storme was the hottest guy in the world and possibly the entire universe. He had a slender athletic body, sparkly turquoise eyes as bright as the sun, shortly cropped brown hair that he enjoyed to spike and a smile that could light up even the darkest of nights. He was the captain of the soccer team, football team, dance team, and he was the lead in the school's musical. He was the most popular junior at Macintyre High, easy. He would never be caught dead talking to me, much less gazing at me. It was probably just the stupid glasses not working for me.