Jeremiah Valeska の小説・ストーリー

“It could be unrelated, but I have noticed that Caleb has been acting erratically lately. He also seems to be monitoring Sera and my movements. It could be nothing but it’s not like him and the timing of finding Willow and his change in behaviour has my hackles up and my senses on alert. I want you to discreetly, open an investigation on him. Check who is talking to, where he spends his spare time, his money, everything. If something seems unusual, you have my permission to follow the thread and access anything you need to find out the cause. Keep watch for anything that might be related to Theron, Juniper, Willow or even Alpha Ryker.” “You think he’s compromised?” He stops his pacing, turni

Charlie replied truthfully, “Grandpa, I came back to the old mansion to take a look and also sort out the things that my parents left behind.” Jeremiah nodded repeatedly and said without hesitation, “Your parents' room has remained untouched, and everything is still the same as it was before.” At this moment, the door of the passenger seat opened, and Vera, who looked about seventeen to eighteen years old, got out of the car. She looked at Jeremiah and said respectfully, “Hello, Lord Wade. I am Veron Lavor.”

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

I sit back down next to her and say, “Ali, what’s wrong? Why are you crying? We should be celebrating… Shouldn’t we?” She shakes her head and that emptiness that I felt getting into the shower returns. My heart starts to hurt and I can’t breathe. I then shake my head as tears fill my eyes as the memory of the celebration comes back… *** Entering into the celebration hall, watching Master Jeremiah fall to his knees and then onto his back. Running to his side, giving him my blood. But it doesn’t work. It doesn’t heal him; it makes it worse. Master Jeremiah pulled me close and whispered, ‘I love you, Emma. I set you free.” ***

“It started with me. But now it’s about us. Your company is the easiest way to hurt me.” “I thought we were dealing with Gabriella.” “We were. But she’s just noisy. This... this is war.” “So what do we do?” He walked over to her. “We fight back. But carefully. He’s powerful, Kate. And dangerous.” She nodded. “I already took the first step.” He frowned. “What step?” “I met Jeremy today.” His brows lifted. “Who’s Jeremy?” “A friend from highschool." “What does he do?" “He's a hacker."

After that long lapse from infant to adolescent, he finally reached adulthood. Jeremiah worked faithfully for David, he never had a complaint or anything similar, he had no reason to distrust. Except for one time when he would have shown a weak and unhappy behavior when he fell in love, or rather when he had a brief affair with a woman from Sinaloa, who had been kidnapped by themselves, for a settling of scores, the woman was in the cubic box for weeks, the one in charge of taking care of her and keeping her alive was the pilot, but the very weak one was tempted by flesh and both became fierce lovers, even after letting her free when the agreements had been concluded. But all hell broke loos

Data screens blinked with neural maps, memory cycles, psychological scaffolding. And at the center of it all— Her. Valeska Dormer. Standing. Smiling. Clad in black, eyes sharper than Eden remembered. “I was wondering how long it would take you,” Valeska said. Her voice carried an ease that made Eden’s blood run cold. “You brought Roman. Sweet.” Roman raised his gun. “One move and you die.” Valeska didn’t flinch. “Roman. Always thinking in bullets. But bullets don’t kill ideas.”

The crowd cheered louder. “But unlike her he paused…we are not afraid to finish the job.”Everlyn muted the video.The room went silent.Jesse looked at Marcus.“Who is he?”Marcus checked the screen.“Daniel Vale.”Everlyn frowned.“I’ve heard that name.”Marcus nodded.“He used to be a community organizer.“Now he’s becoming something else.Jesse crossed his arms.“He’s using you.”Everlyn looked back at the frozen image on the screen.“Yes.”Marcus took the tablet back.“He’s growing fast.”“How fast?” Jesse asked.Marcus hesitated.“Too fast.”He pulled up more footage.

His dark hair was smoothed back with gel, his sharp jawline clean-shaven, and his blue eyes steady as he looked every inch the rightful Alpha he was. It was about damn time he became Alpha, after everything he had gone through in the hands of Dominic and his evil mother. Jeremiah reached out of the car door and gave my hand one last squeeze before driving off to handle pack business. “I’m so glad you could make it,” Flynn said, his voice warm. “And there is no stealing you from him, is there? Even now, your eyes follow that car like it’s carrying your soul.” I couldn’t help but snicker as I realized that I had indeed been watching Jeremiah drive away, but he had indeed been carrying a part o

Upon seeing Jeremiah, she couldn't help but say, "Mr. Xavier, why did you get so tan?" Jeremiah nearly choked on his coffee and said, "Ms. Feron, you're quite observant. But let's not talk about it." Yuna smiled faintly and said, "I'm sorry, but your tan is quite obvious. Let's talk about your trip." Jeremiah was still embarrassed by Yuna's comment. However, he quickly got back on track and reported his findings, "Although Jerry escaped, I still managed to obtain some information." He continued, "There is currently significant unrest in Flokstra as several criminal organizations gain power. Jerry might be a member of one of these organizations.