Jeremy Fry Novels & Stories

Jeremy's grim, judgemental voice sounded from the stairs. Cloaked in a formidable aura, he moved, quick as a gust of wind,to stand in front of Ryan. His cold eyes, keen as an eagle’s, stared straight at Ryan. "Ryan, it's time for this game to end." "Heh." Ryan chuckled dismissively and argued his case unhurriedly. "Jeremy, you’re really doing everything possible to try and get rid of me. The mastermind behind the Stygian Johnson Gang is Yorick, and I’m merely the commissioner who was in charge of investigating the Stygian Johnson Gang. Don’t heap baseless charges on my head."

“You tell me lots of things, Mom.” The sound of that laugh sent a chill down my spine. I crouched down to his level and looked him straight in the eyes. “What’s your favorite food?” I asked. “Fried chicken,” he replied immediately. That was wrong. Jeremiah hated fried food. He always said it made his stomach feel heavy. My chest tightened as I stood back up. I forced myself to breathe slowly, evenly, while my mind raced through possibilities I did not want to name. The instructor glanced between us, sensing something. “Is everything alright?”

Jeremy said with a nervous smile. “Wow! Today is definitely not my day. Does that mean we'd have to walk home? This is probably the worst day of my life”. Fiona was throwing a tantrum. She frowned when she asked Jeremy, “How can someone like you not have any money? Don't tell me you're broke?”. “I'm not broke. I simply didn't bring any money with me because I naturally thought I wouldn't need it”. Jeremy explained. His face became flustered due to the way Fiona was busy staring at him in complete disbelief.

der Jermy i wont to let u no I am finking about you. i sor you on the telly i beleeve in wot you say on the telly and wont to suppot u i am fed up with the way are country is going can u send me sum money i wont tell anyone about what we did in france i promis yors Billy ‘What’s that?’ Jeremy dropped his hand guiltily, crumpling the letter at his side, unconsciously willing it to disappear.

I put on my favorite apron, the one with the red stain on it and take out burgers on the platters ready for serving. "So, anything different happened today? " Patty asks. "Test didn't hold. Mr. Jeremy is away on a sabbatical. A handsome guy showed up instead." I recall the way those brown eyes made me feel earlier. Shivers run down my spine. "Yeah, I heard Jeremy has left town. Also heard his nephew is around. The boy is a nut case though" Patty's Kitchen is the best place for juicy gossips. "I am gonna miss Jeremy though. He's a friend of the house you know. Now a handsome guy shows up in his stead." She adds with an unpleasant look on her face.

To even think his crush is the heir's wife already! Jeremy rubbed his face, hiding the panic that crawled up his spine. He couldn’t let Dave get close to this. No way. He tapped quickly. Sending this message to Dave; “Ray Wyatt? How did you find out about this guy so fast? Who told you?” He didn't want to act paranoid yet, he didn't still want to show that he knew who Ray was. Dave replied within seconds. His message popped up;

No harm done; she's fine. Is this your girlfriend, Jeremy? It appears that you have finally worked things out. Why have you never brought her up before? Wyatt had known Jeremy for many years and was Nate's eldest grandson. With a little smile, Jeremy sidestepped the question entirely. "How has Nate been lately? I've been meaning to see how he's doing." Wyatt laughed. "He's doing fantastic. He did, in fact, mention you a few days ago.

It was the guy I met in the pack house earlier. “Hey Tori! Remember me? I’m Jeremy, I met you earlier this afternoon.” He was very tall with a swimmers build, but muscular. Short brown hair and light brown eyes and a contagious smile. He was drinking soda from a cup and had a hot dog in the other hand. “Yes, hello Jeremy. How’s it going?” He took a swig of soda and smiled. “Great! I love cookouts! Do you like to dance?” He asked with a hopeful smile.

"Jeremy Carter is a murderer? Wasn't it all over the news that a famous CEO of a foreign company has returned to Havaria to discuss possible business deals? He even went viral on social media because of his good looks. I think his name is Jamie Carter. "Well, this Jeremy Carter looks exactly like him. Could they be the same person?" "Don't be ridiculous. How can they be the same person? Jamie Carter is an influential CEO of an international company. He closed a business deal with Hugo Chase in just three months. Why would someone like him make those absurdly silly mistakes that Jeremy Carter did?" "I think it's impossible as well. It seems to me that some jealous and desperate dude is trying

I would never eat fried chicken again for the rest of my life. After we arrived, I ordered our food. Not long after, Julian and Chloe suddenly walked in. Chloe spotted me and covered her mouth in exaggerated surprise. "Oh, my God! Stasia, you have a child?" I wanted to sew her mouth shut. She was so vicious. Julian walked over, his voice sharp. "Whose kid is this?" "Hello, I'm Emma Miller, Stasia's adopted sister," Emma answered politely. They fell silent. But Julian quickly found his voice again to mock me. "You said you were sick on your live stream, but here you are eating pizza.