Jeremiah And Conrad Novels & Stories

“Already rolling, Jer. She’ll be dust by lunch.” “That’s why you’re my right hand,” Jeremy said, clapping his shoulder with a firm grip, calm but unyielding. “How’s Mama and JJ been?” “Back from another shopping with Elena,” Jeremiah said, shrugging. “Father Bernard’s back from the Vatican—some big-shot bishop meet. JJ’s probably drowning in stuffed animals by now.” Jeremy smirked, heading upstairs. “Sounds like my boy.” Jeremy hit his study, kicking off his loafers, and dialed Sheila. She picked up fast, voice cutting like a switchblade. “Well, well, the prodigal thug returns. Jeremy Cali, you left me high and dry, you son of a gun.”

Jeremiah responded then faced me with a huge smile plastered on his face. "You are not mad at me for insulting your manager right?" he asked. "It's fine," I responded then smiled at him and when I looked at Kris she looks like she had been betrayed. "You better remember this moment Solana," she uttered but I just smiled at her. "Okay Kris," I simply responded. "Just take out the contract Jeremiah and let's get this done," Kris uttered with irritation in her voice which made me laugh. After teasing Kris the next moment became extra serious especially when Jeremiah showed us the contract.

Connor’s POV — Sunday Sunday mornings never used to feel like this. Usually, it was quiet, a little too quiet, with my dad off somewhere making speeches or working . But today, I was awake early, My phone’s on the nightstand, buzzing with texts from the group chat — Liam sending memes, Ethan begging someone to bail him out of brunch with his grandparents — but I scroll straight to Emma. staring at her number like it held the answers to something I hadn’t even known I was asking.

"Major Becker, stand down!" Conrad finally spoke up, his voice hoarse and clearly lacking strength. Liam's face twisted with anger as he replied, "Yes, sir. However, I still have something to say. He doesn't deserve to return to Chetvine. He and his father are both traitors, and everyone knows that. His very existence is a stain on this country and the organization he once belonged to." Conrad stepped forward slowly, his tone flat and cold. "I don't like repeating orders twice. Stand down. You don't need to say anything more."

I let Conrad know. “I don’t trust her,” Conrad mumbles. Conrad rarely trusts anyone. His past taught him to be wary. The bush rustles to my right, and a moment later, Kain and Conon squat next to me. I don’t like Kain, but he is Conrad’s friend, so I tolerate him in the pack. And he is also a good fighter when he is not taking photos of everything. “Jeremy and Hogar are patrolling on the other side of the border. Ten warriors are with them,” Conon lets me know.

Lucia also ignored my phone, she just took care of me all day and gave me love, while the time passed slowly. The next day I could walk and lie down in bed like a normal person, I no longer depended on Lucia to get up and change my clothes, I remembered how difficult it had been to live a few hours ago. However, when I left the room to join Matheus, my girlfriend's father was in the living room. He looked at me somewhat indignantly. "So you're Jared Ackerman?" "Uh... Yeah..." "The wolves in the woods are pretty weird, especially the ones in your family. Did you know your dad was a mobster and did time?"

She cleared her throat, "it's okay." "Great, thank you. I'm Jerald." "I'm Amari." "See you around, Sister Amari." With that being said, he turned down the corridor and down the stairs, Amari found herself peeping at him as he was going down. "Wait! I'm late." It dawned on her and she hurried to the class, the sisters and brothers were waiting for her, patiently, even though they were talking among themselves. "Good morning, I'm sorry, I'm late." Amari apologize.

“What can I say? Good guys always get screwed.” Yeah, Conrad was a good guy. He had this pure, uncorruptible aura. Loyal, dependable — a total contrast to me, who’d chosen to hurt him without a second thought. “Look, I say Kasey’s just a jerk,” I commented, a little pissed that he kept getting the short end of the stick in love. Conrad Adams was the kind of person who deserved everything good, who deserved to see all his dreams come true and be happy. He deserved someone who’d truly love him.

When Sahara found out that Salem had gone to Connie and even kneeled in front of the latter, she felt angry and humiliated with a burning sense of jealousy. Salem had actually gone to kneel to someone else just for the sake of Jeremi! It seems that this son is really important to him! At least, he's more important than his illegitimate daughter who is not getting any of his inheritance! However, Salem doesn't know that his precious son is already dead! All the riches from the Damien Family will belong to me! I will even use Jeremi's death to drag Connie down! After three days of resuscitation, Jeremi finally woke up in Jordan Town, Africa. However, his kidneys were damaged and he needed a ki

he said rudely as he held the sliding glass door of his bathroom. He had barely managed to open the door when he was violently spun around by his secretary's words. "What did you say?!" Ashton exclaimed. "Mr. Vergara. Danilo Vergara, the owner of Vergara airlines to be exact-" "Just give me straight the shitty details. Don't beat around the bush, Tristan!" "He's gone-" "What do you mean he's gone? What the fuck is he dead? I didn't order anyone to kill him-" "Sir Ashton, no. He's not yet dead"