Jeremiah Valeska Novels & Stories

"Jerome Valeska." "Louder, lovelier, with more enthusiasm." The woman denied it and felt his grip tighten around her neck. She looked around, and apparently, no one was coming. "Jerome Valeska," she shouted, and he laughed, throwing his head back. "Damn idiot," she spat. "With all the honors in the world, my lady," he said, kissing the woman's cheek.

Duke Valentine had said to Layla that she had no where to belong and she was sold off by her father so she sought out the biggest bidder she could get for herself in turn and rather belonged to a place where even her bones might not remain intact. Jeremiah had never felt such a rage in his life,the more she tried to run away the more he wanted to possess her now. Part 2 will be out asap

“You’re harassing my guest? Is this how the great Ezekiel Sterling behaves?” Vespera quickly moved behind Jerry, grasping the silk at her throat, looking shaken, her eyes glistening with tears of fear. “Jerry, he... he’s calling me names. He’s acting like he knows me. I’ve never seen this man before tonight!” Jerry turned his head slightly to comfort her. “It’s okay, Vespera. I’ve got you.” Then he faced Ezekiel, lowering his voice to a dangerous whisper. “I don’t care how much you’ve invested in my project. This woman just got here from abroad. She’s my friend and the star of my upcoming series. If you touch her again, I’ll pull your funding myself.”

I reached out and held her hand, my voice sincere. Valerie froze, eyes wide with shock. "Austin, did you even understand what I just said?" "I did," I replied, my tone unusually understanding. "I know how much Mrs. Dyer means to you. Without her, you wouldn't have come to this college, and we'd have never met. We owe her everything." My earnest words seemed to lower Valerie's guard. She hesitated, then continued, "I'm glad you understand. Don't worry, Eugene and I have agreed to do this through IVF. We would never betray you.

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

And Nivera, unable to speak, simply leaned forward and kissed him. It wasn’t forceful. It wasn’t rehearsed. It was desperate—soft lips pressing against his with years of repressed emotion hidden beneath it. Valerian’s body tensed. For a moment, he didn’t move. Then his hands rose—not to pull her closer, but to gently push her away. He pulled back just enough to see her face. His breath caught. She looked… fragile. Eyes wide with vulnerability, mouth trembling with longing. “Nivera…” he whispered.

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."