Jeremy Fitzgerald Novels & Stories

Motioning for him to take a seat, Gregory complied without a trace of concern for the man's intimidating demeanor. "So, you are the CEO of SiTech. I have heard much about you. People speak highly of your accomplishments. I am Gregory Adams, owner and founder of the Adams Association. Care to introduce yourself?" Gregory extended a cordial hand. "I am Jeremy, Jeremy Nobody," came the reply. "Hmm, an intriguing last name. Is it a family name?" Gregory inquired. "No, it is simply my name. I have no family," Jeremy responded.

“True enough. Gavin and Fitzy coming?” Fitzy-Mike Fitzgerald—is an MD at Utica General Hospital and Gavin Patchett is a mid-list genre novelist turned high school English teacher who only recently started writing again, releasing a collection of short stories through a small publisher titled Things Slip Through. We all met through Gavin. Several years ago one of his students was involved in a shooting. I was the first officer on the scene. Fitzy treated the shooter at the hospital. Father Ward counseled her before she went to The Riverdale Center downstate for treatment. Through that tragedy bonds of tentative friendship formed. We began meeting regularly and soon Poker Tuesdays became a mai

Feeling a little uncomfortable, Felicia said, "Mr. Gilbert, it's me, Felicia. "His eyes sparked with recognition. Jeremy's former mentor, Nate Gilbert, had served as the president of Capital College. By the time Felicia began studying under Jeremy, he had already retired, but he continued to watch out for her, even taking her to conferences. She was the most gifted pupil he had encountered since Jeremy, he used to say. Of all Jeremy's students, she had undoubtedly received the most attention. In the hopes that she would continue, Nate had even introduced her to eminent academics overseas. to obtain her doctorate.

Asher said. “I thought you were trying to kidnap her.” The woman was short and petite, but had a feisty look in her eye. “In Two Bear Meadow?” Asher chuckled again, and the baby made a chortling sound, and smiled. “Well, nobody has ‘pervert’ tattooed on their foreheads,” she said, and Asher grinned at her. “Major Asher Fitzgerald,” he said, out of habit. “Retired.” “Maggie Conroy,” she said, as her eyes darted around.

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

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?"

Aware of Boma and Donovan's unconventional love story, he harboured both reservations about Donovan's demeanor and a genuine desire for the couple's happiness. Throughout their tumultuous journey, Fidelis had formed an unexpected friendship with Boma, understanding the depth of her unease about Donovan. He had become a confidant, silently supporting her in the shadows. Though not a staunch supporter of Donovan due to his reputation as a "bad boy," Fidelis recognized a subtle shift in Donovan's attitude. Surprisingly, Donovan had gradually allowed him to be more involved, understanding the sincerity of his care for Boma. Fidelis often found himself in an odd position—rooting for Boma's happin

“Very sure. This is Jeremy Carter we're talking about. The same Jeremy that played an entire football match with a fractured wrist because he didn't want to lose to Chicago.” I sniff and wipe under my eyes. “The same Jeremy," she continues, "that got tackled so badly during nationals that people thought he broke his spine, but this idiot stood up three minutes later and still scored the winning touchdown.” I let out a small laugh. She points at me immediately. “Exactly. You know what I mean. A man like that can't die easily. Death will probably see him coming and decide it doesn't want the stress.” Ok now I really laugh. She joins in immediately, and for a few seconds, the hospital around us

“I was often treated well when I was at my best of states. When I gained an extra pound or two, or when I was tired, it was like I was a burden. I was always expected to be top notch, and never sick, even when I was, I couldn’t back down. I had to hold my ground well because when I didn’t, it shook. The one reason why I found myself looking for relief elsewhere is that I wanted to rebel. I understand that it is not an excuse, but sometimes you find yourself forced to do something that you don’t want to do. And it is often one of the worst things ever.” “Well, not every man is out there for your body alone. Some would want to get to know you. Others are going to want to be friends with you, a

V on the couch, Sam and I cuddled together on the numerous floor pillows as they turned on the television. BREAKING NEWS: This is Sandra Rodriguez with Channel 7 ABC News - We are interrupting your program to bring you this ongoing situation. Richard Anthony Fitzgerald II has been found dead in a local area motel. Apparently, the disgraced Richard II, son of the Governor Fitzgerald, who has served as Governor of Illinois for years, was found dead by an individual named Sparkle. As information is steadily coming in, our sources stated that the individual, Sparkle, was a well known prostitute, yet that is yet to be confirmed.