Jeremiah 1 5 Novels & Stories

He finally asks, after a moment’s silence. Jeremiah thins his lips as he studies my face for an awkwardly long duration before finally saying, “at the centre of all lands is an old shrine. You should go there. Anytime a member of the five packs needs his wisdom, that is where one must start the search. If he wills it, he will guide you.”

Jeremiah was getting more and more pissed off as the seconds ticked by. He knew that he couldn’t very well trust the young Alpha before him, but he hadn’t expected to be as greatly disappointed as he was. Jordan Williams had disappointed him almost as greatly as his father. “You had one job,” he said impassively. “Your Highness, I don’t know where to look for her anymore. Her scent just vanished and-” Jordan said before stopping himself. “And what?” Jeremiah raised an eyebrow. Jordan knew not to lie to him.

Jeez. Shit! What on earth have I done???!!! Oh God! ******** Psalms 55:12-14 - "For it is not an enemy who reproaches me; then I could bear it. Nor is it one who hates me who has exalted himself against me; Then I could hide from him. But it was you, a man my equal, my companion and my acquaintance. We took sweet counsel together, and walked to the house of God in the throng."

“I don’t want to be the reason you worry, Salome. I want to bring you peace.” I let out a soft breath I didn’t know I was holding. My legs felt weak, like they might give out if I moved too fast. My skin prickled with a sudden chill. This didn’t sound like a boss talking to an assistant. It sounded like a confession, or maybe a warning. Jeremiah exhaled slowly and looked up at the ceiling. He broke the eye contact that had been pinning me in place. “I want you to know that I will never force you to do anything,” he said to the empty air above us.

“Where does it hurt? Tell me, Jeremi! Where does it hurt?!” Daniel’s amber eyes were filled with worry, completely unlike how icy-cold he usually seemed. His face had also turned completely red, probably because of how anxious he felt that even veins were bulging on his forehead. “My body… Hurts… It hurts everywhere…” Jeremi panted as he stuttered. Heather instantly broke out in cold sweat. “What’s wrong, Jeremi? What’s happening to you?” She knelt on the ground, her tears flowing down her cheeks.

“You’re his carriageman for Bath.” “He has Edwards for the carriage!” “He wants you, so pack up and enjoy the holiday,” Jeremiah shrugged, scratching at an itch as he hobbled into the stables. “Jesus Christ,” I muttered to myself, heading straight back up the stairs the autumn sun now shining smartly on my back.

Jeremiah. Standing over her. His expression was unreadable—something between guilt and satisfaction, something dark. His lips parted as if to speak, but no words came out. “What did you do?” Bala whispered, her voice trembling, her breath shallow. Jeremiah didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he ran a hand through his disheveled hair, his fingers twitching. He looked… nervous. But not enough. Not enough to be truly afraid. “I’m sorry, Bala,” he finally said, his voice so low she barely heard it. “I didn’t mean to—I just… I couldn’t help myself.”

However, the safety of Emma won out as he stopped in his tracks and sent out his senses, finding the growing anger and hatred within the town. He refocuses on the males around him and says, “We must return.” Without any more of explanation, Jeremiah turns them around and heads back to the town. As they get closer, Jeremiah stops once more, turning to the males behind him and asks, “Who are you loyal to?” They all look at him, confused. Jeremiah hisses and repeats, “Who are you loyal to?” The undeclared leader of the group, Jonathan, steps forward and says. “We are loyal to you, your Highness…”

David is so consistent with his purpose. “ I have nothing to boast about, but I trust God, who knows His plan for my family is always for our own good. God is happy to bless us always. God has promises that never fail. If our longings for answered prayers are delayed, there is a reason why. God says in Jeremiah 29:11, "God knows the good plan He has for His people. A plan which is for good and not to harm us." Daniele started to consider it as well.

Just once. Jeremiah was still on his knees, staring at me with eyes full of pain and something that almost looked like regret. I turned and walked away.