Jeremiah Gotham Novels & Stories

I bite back a yelp and giving him a pointed look, but there was no heat behind it. ‘Okay… she said at least a week.’ ‘That’s more like it.’ I huff exasperatedly and look out the window. I can’t wait to go home. ~~~**~~~ Three days later... [Isaac] I never thought that I would get back Clement, that my daughter will save me in more ways than one, that my mate’s determination will bring back someone whom we all thought was gone forever. But here I am, back in my pack, slowly settling and getting reacquainted with everything.

I just smiled at him sadly because I feel so tired right now that I can't even move my lips. "It's time, they're all gone," Kendrick said in a voice full of hope. Maybe if there's anything good had happened to me in this place for almost a year, it's probably meeting Kendrick. He's kind and caring to me, that I can't help but wonder if he's Benjie's legitimate son. Kendrick always gives me water and food secretly, he also helps me escape this place but all of our plans didn't work out. Sometimes I can't help but feel sorry for Kendrick, he's only fourteen and he was surrounded by barbaric murderers, though they like to call themselves werewolf hunters.

he grabbed my hand, "Can't we still be friends or something?" I pulled my hand back, "Whatever." ** I was home now, god today was awful, stupid Adam broke up with me and to top it off, I have fucking school tomorrow. This is fucking horrible. "Jade," my mum called, "Jonathan's here, come say hi." Jonathan's my older brother.

Kenny's pov After that night everything changed for me, my life became almost unbearable and it was only the promise I made to myself that kept me from taking my own life, I became more aggressive as time went on, it started feeling like I was losing myself to my wolf. It's been a year since I was taken from my home and it was destroyed along with my whole pack, although I didn't have any feelings about it, I was still going to keep my promise I made that day, but everyday going by without me being able to fulfill that promise was breaking me on the inside. I woke up groaning my body feeling stiff from the beating it took yesterday, luckily I healed fast thanks to my werewolf genes and my wo

Jeremiah stiffened and for a short second had a face of disgust. “Congratulations to you both.” Jeremiah bowed. Jeremiah is like an uncle to me, he’s also VERY protective of me. Anytime he saw a boy around me he would make sure he was seen to warn the boys to be on their best behavior. Jeremiah held out his hand to shake Lyall’s. “Im Beta Jeremiah. It’s nice to meet you Dark….” Jeremiah started to say but I growled at him. “I mean Lyall, please forgive me.” Lyall shook his hand back and laughed, “I get it. You’re Beta and you’re very protective of her. I don’t have the best reputation myself so that’s not reassuring you that she will be safe.”

Joesph then continues, “Now Jeremiah found out that if he rejected or died, Emma would be taken with him. So with knowing that there was a possibility that he wouldn’t survive the confrontation with his mother, he knew how cunning and spiteful she was when she had her sights on something. Jeremiah asked Greta, the werewolf/Fairy hybrid from the Royal Blood Moon pack, to cast a spell that would set Emma free and when he realised that he was dying after their fight, he finished the spell she started and stopped Emma from following him. Unfortunately, because of what I did, the bond wasn’t severed completely. So Emma lived, but she is still slowly dying and the only way to stop it is to bring h

Couldn't he see what a fucking disaster this was? Jericho brushed his soft lips over my forehead and whispered into the heated flesh, "Shh, please," his plea had me rolling my bottom lip between my teeth and holding back my sob, "it's going to be okay. I'm here. We'll figure this out but it will take time. Just stay calm and breathe. Okay. Where's that badass woman that faced off against my brothers because they hated her for being a cop?" "She's dead," I wheezed, inhaling a shaky breath and a lung full of his musky scent, "she died. Clearly, I can't be her anymore."

The man was ten times stronger than we were, and being a Lycan, he had the advantage of shifting as he pleased and when he pleased; however, we were not going to sit back and allow him to do that because we believed that we couldn’t take him. “Caterina?” I heard a man say from behind me, grabbing my arm, stopping me. Both Nathan and I stopped, frowning at his sight. His eyes studied my expression carefully for a second before letting my hand go “my apologies, I thought that you were someone else” “I noticed” I said, glaring at the man. He looked at Nathan before extending his hand for him to shake “my apologies, I haven’t introduced myself, Alexander Grimaldi, son of Elijah and Sofia Grimald

Jeremiah is an executioner question is who does he work for? "It could be a rival gang. I have been out of the game for years now and being back feels a bit weird but I was getting the hang of it. We are all clean so you don't need to worry about the cops arresting anyone." "What if I told you that Jeremiah was the one behind the explosion that almost killed Max would you believe me? " "I would believe you because he's become weak and careless over the years. He can't hide evidence properly and therefore it would be much easier to catch him."

Lily watched him from the shadows, her heart hammering with a mixture of fear and awe. He was magnificent like this fierce, unbreakable, dangerous. But he was still hers. The door creaked open. Jeremiah entered, flanked by two men in tailored suits. His hair was grayer than in the video, his face more lined, but the arrogance in his posture was unmistakable. “Well, well,” Jeremiah drawled. “The prodigal son finally crawls to me.” Liam didn’t flinch. “You made a mistake coming here.” Jeremiah laughed, low and cruel. “You think some evidence and petty rumors can topple me? You’re still the naïve little boy your father manipulated. You don’t have the stomach for what it takes.”